My ugly concubine is super cute

Chapter 239.

The first emperor was in his prime, and collapsed for no reason. The forces of all parties barely maintained it before, and the young emperor ascended the throne, and the queen mother has always been in charge of the government. Who wants a group of men to obey a woman?Who would?Therefore, except for those few loyal veterans, the entire Dongling court held a cold onlooker attitude.

Today, the Holy Majesty and the Empress Dowager are exiled mothers and sons, and they should have been in the same clothes, but those who are interested have discovered that the Empress Dowager has begun to impatiently gather all the forces in Yanjing, but she is a woman who has lived in the harem for many years. Rarely, the meaning of gathering, of course, cannot be expressly stated.

But no matter whether it was express or implied, or sent someone to assassinate, Liu Wanxiu's goal was never achieved.

Because everyone is watching and waiting.Either the Holy One had grown up and ruled in person, or Liu Wanxiu was alone, but before the relationship between their mother and child was officially broken, all the people, even if some of them had already been beheaded, they were still unafraid—— What kind of waves can a woman turn up?

Everyone will underestimate Liu Wanxiu's ability, but Jun Huoshi will not. More than a month ago, Liu Wanxiu can be said to be a frightened bird caught in the embarrassing situation where the young emperor's ascension to the throne is difficult to carry out political affairs. Entering the palace once, but the first time there was a subtle change in the palace.

Changes are extremely slow and subtle. For example, the guards in the inner courtyard have just replaced a new lieutenant, for example, two new cooks have entered the imperial dining room, and for example, several new servants or dancers have entered the homes of the ministers. wait.

Liu Wanxiu's people have begun to slowly infiltrate various houses and houses. Jun Huoshi can be sure that his Anding Palace and Qiye's Dingguo General's Mansion must also have Liu Wanxiu's insiders.

"Who else wants to say no to General Feng? If not, Feng Liuyun, you can go in and meet the Holy One!" Jun Huoshi raised his eyebrows lightly, and let go of the big eunuch while speaking. Suddenly, the eunuch fell down like a rag.

Ling Yun stepped forward and handed a piece of clean white cloth to Jun Huoshi, and then kicked the eunuch's body into the grass next to him. The maids at the scene fainted a few times, and the crowd was anxious, uneasy, and everyone Everyone lowered their heads, and no one dared to meet Jun Huo Shi's eyes.

Feng Jingyun's face remained unchanged, and he just nodded his head slightly in recognition of Jun Huoshi's act of standing out for him. The two outstanding men looked at each other across ten steps.

Under the cover of the night, a guard of honor marched mightily. Wherever they went, the palace people fell to the ground, shouting long live the Queen Mother.

Liu Wanxiu finally appeared, but Jun Huoshi lowered his eyebrows, jumped down the steps with one step, and stood shoulder to shoulder with Feng Jingyun, the faint smell of blood wafted in the air, sometimes there, sometimes not.

"The empress dowager is here!" the eunuch's voice was high-pitched, and everyone knelt down towards the empress dowager's phoenix, shouting long live, long live, long live.

There was strong anger in Feng Jingyun's eyes, long live?Under the watchful eyes of everyone, she did not shy away from using the rations that only the Holy Majesty can have, the guard of honor that only the Holy Majesty can enjoy!
"I haven't seen you for a month, and you are more and more beautiful. But the grass people are very curious, can you live up to the name of long live, long live, long live?!" Feng Jingyun was brave and invincible in his life, and he never gave in to anyone. Now encountering things like Liu Wanxiu's overstepping his authority, how can Feng Jingyun, who has spent her whole life serving the country, the people, and the world, endure it?

If he endured it, how would he, Feng Jingyun, have the face to face the late Emperor a hundred years from now?
(End of this chapter)