On the Day I Ascended the Throne, I Found Out That I Was the Villain

ce for too long, and then asked: “Has she met anyone?”

Qin He said: “Mrs.
Zhuyang came here the day before yesterday, but she didn't see the Queen Mother, and nothing happened, so she didn't report to Her Majesty.”

If Ping An remembers correctly, Mrs.
Zhuyang is the Empress Dowager's sister-in-law and also Bo Jiaoer's mother.
Fu Ping’An met her twice during the Chinese New Year.

But among the Bo family who was exiled last time, was her husband, Zhuyanghou Bochang.

She probably already understood what Bo Jiaoer wanted to say, but when she thought of the little girl who was proudly advising her, her heart softened, so she said, “Let her in.

“She had a serious expression on her face, but in just two months, the other party seemed to have grown up a bit.
Perhaps children of this age always grow faster, or this coup d'état had an impact on her heart.

As a result, when she stepped into the room, she tripped over the threshold and almost fell, and her facial features huddled together.

Fu Ping’An stood up to help her, and said helplessly, “Look at the ground when you walk.”

Bo Jiaoer was so nervous that her body was trembling, but when she heard this, she blinked her eyes, and two lines of tears fell.
Pursing her lips, she seemed to want to hold back, but tears soon wet her clothes.
Fu Ping’An sighed and said, “Jiaoer can say anything, I'm listening.”

After hesitating, she spoke again: “But there are some things that I can't decide with full authority.”

Bo Jiaoer finally spoke, her voice trembling: “Your Majesty…
Will Your Majesty send Jiaoer out of the palace?”

“Does Jiaoer want to leave?” Fu Ping’An asked.

Bo Jiaoer bit her lip and shook her head heavily.

“Why don't you want to? It's boring in the palace, don't you always say that.”

“…But when you get home, if your house is ransacked, Jiaoer will be treated as an official slave.
Jiaoer…
doesn't want to be a slave.”

She finally endured I couldn't stop crying, and wailed: “I don't want to be a slave, my mother told me, she told me to beg Her Majesty to let me stay in the palace.”

 [Deng Deng: Is she lying, I remember her It used to be pretty deceiving.]

 Is she telling the truth?]

 [Bobo milk tea with taro paste: No, the point is, do you know what it means to let her stay in the palace? She is a Dikun.
]

 [Insomnia every day: …
Oh, to be a concubine? ]

 [Ping An's wife: Fuck, this is a good plan.
If you can be a concubine, as long as you have a child, you will have a chance to turn around sooner or later.
]

Fu Ping’An was a little disturbed by Bo Jiaoer's crying, but suddenly woke up when she saw the barrage.

That's what it means!

Bo Jiaoer may not know the reason for this operation, but Mrs.
Zhuyang knows.

And…
Bo Jiaoer may not be ignorant, after all, she is not six years old, and did she not act like this back then, to deceive the queen mother and the regent?

Fu Ping’An was in a complicated mood.
At this moment, she understood the feelings of the queen mother and the regent, but she was a little helpless.

She took out a handkerchief to wipe Bo Jiaoer's tears, with a lot of thoughts in her mind, but in the end, she sighed and said, “I won't send you out of the palace, okay?”

Bo Jiaoer hiccupped, looked at her, and said “Really?”

Fu Ping’An rubbed her head: “But you lived in the palace since you were a child, don't you miss your family?” If Zhuyang Hou's family is copied in the future, will she hate her??

Alas, her mood at the moment must be the mood of the Queen Mother back then.

However, the queen mother must be more nervous than she.
After all, Bo Jiaoer can't gain power in the palace, but she was in the position of holding power back then.

Bo Jiaoer raised her head, and a trace of hesitation flashed in her eyes, said: “Then, can I bring A Niang in?”

Fu Ping’An shook her head.

Bo Jiaoer said: “…
Well, Ah Weng may not remember me; he has more than forty children.”

Fu Ping’An was looking at Bo Jiaoer with pity, but she didn't hold back expression when she heard this.
: “Why, how come, didn't it mean that you only have three older brothers and one younger sister?”

“They belong to the same mother and compatriots.
A Weng has more than a dozen concubines.”

Fu Ping’An: “…”

After all, she underestimated the big family!

 [Seventeen: It's so good to have a baby!!]

 [Sweet Potato: Why did I feel that it was a waste at the beginning, the population was small, and the house was ransacked and executed?]

[Lan Ruo: That's right; it's good to be a coolie.
In case you need to dig coal in the future, you can go to the mine.
]

These things are for later.

Fu Ping’An comforted Bo Jiaoer and asked Qin He to send her back to Jingui Palace, but she still had no idea how to deal with her.

She had no choice but to put this aside and prepare to take a step forward.
On her side, she began to prepare for the mint office and the deer feast.

Fu Ping’An still attaches great importance to drinking deer banquets, but at the same time, she also feels that she should carefully consider the regent's mood.

In the past month or so, Fu Ping’An has been very restrained, but now she has to admit that she is still a little swollen.

One thing is that she and Fu Lingxian haven't communicated for a long time.

Now that the Tian family has been ranked among the three princes, and the Deer Banquet has been classified as an official event, no matter how confident Fu Lingxian is, she must have some thoughts in her heart.

Fu Ping’An felt that it was necessary for him to probe the other party's tone.
Now that she had summoned her alone, she might think it was a Hongmen banquet, so the deer banquet was a good opportunity.

There are so many things; Fu Ping’An can't wait to grow three heads and six arms.
Fortunately, the day before the deer feast, A Zhi returned to her side.