In the past, Wan Cui had been emboldened by the Empress. Now, her words carried a clear threat.
Not only could Jiujiu hear it, but Mo Ling could also hear the threat in Wan Cui's words.
After seeing the needle marks on Jiujiu's fingers, Mo Ling's face became very ugly. At this moment, hearing the threat in Wan Cui's words, Mo Ling's face was so cold that it could almost form ice.
Without waiting for Jiujiu to react, Mo Ling raised her hand and slapped Jiujiu.
Jiujiu had already experienced the strength of Mo Ling's hand last night. Wan Cui didn't even have time to react before she fainted.
Jiujiu lowered her head to look at Wan Cui.
Wan Cui's originally white face was instantly swollen like a big bun, and the corner of her mouth was bleeding little by little.
From this, it could be seen how ruthless Mo Ling was.
The harem was controlled by the Empress, but after Mo Ling came back, Mo Ling became the unparalleled king again. Even the Emperor couldn't compare to Mo Ling's power. So when Mo Ling slapped Wan Cui so miserably, not only did no one think that Mo Ling was wrong, but they also thought that Wan Cui was really not a plaything. She actually angered the State Preceptor.
After knowing that Wan Cui didn't call Jiujiu back and was beaten by the State Preceptor, the Empress' right eyelid kept twitching. Before she could get Wan Cui back and ask what happened, Wan Cui was directly poisoned to death by the Emperor with a cup of poisonous wine.
And what made the Empress feel the most desperate was that the spies she originally arranged around Jiujiu, under the name of State Preceptor Mo Ling, actually turned to Mo Ling's side.
Thinking of the time and price she had to pay to buy those people, the Empress was so angry that she almost broke her teeth. Mo Ling, this b * tch.
Unfortunately, no matter how angry the Empress was, she didn't dare to really do anything to Mo Ling.
After Wan Cui was taken away, Mo Ling ordered people to prepare breakfast as she pulled Jiujiu's hand and walked into the hall.
Looking at the large and small pinpricks on Jiujiu's fingers, Mo Ling's face was so cold that it was as if ice could fall from it.
Mo Ling took out the ointment and applied it on Jiujiu's finger. She asked, "The Empress asked you to learn embroidery?"
Jiujiu looked up at Mo Ling.
Although Mo Ling's expression was still cold, there was more concern in her eyes.
Jiujiu pursed her lips and nodded. She whispered to Mo Ling, "I've never seen the masters that Imperial Father arranged for me. Every time I go to Imperial Mother's place, she has Wancui teach me embroidery and how to make clothes."
After hearing Jiujiu's words, Mo Ling subconsciously said, "Ridiculous."
Jiujiu was now the Crown Prince. After Emperor Wu of Han passed away, Jiujiu would be the Emperor. To ask the future Emperor to learn embroidery and how to make clothes was simply ridiculous.
Thinking of the viciousness in the Empress's eyes yesterday and connecting it to the fact that Jiujiu was taught embroidery and how to make clothes by her, Mo Ling understood.
This Empress was very ambitious. Not only did she want to cover the sky with one hand, she also wanted to become the Empress.
Mo Ling raised her hand and gently rubbed Jiujiu's head, "Wan 'er, don't worry. I'll teach you in the future."
Jiujiu was her destined person. Jiujiu was going to be the Emperor in the future. Naturally, she had to learn the skills that an Emperor should know. If the Empress wasn't willing to teach Jiujiu, then she would teach her.
The Empress didn't know that her action of asking Wan Cui to call Jiujiu over to investigate Mo Ling's background not only did not yield any results, but also caused her to lose control over Jiujiu. To say that she went for wool and came back shorn.
Not to mention how nervous the Empress was the next day when she learned that Mo Ling was going to personally teach Jiujiu, even the civil and military officials were very excited.
Mo Ling's fame was probably the same as the national idol. Even the Emperor was not as important as Mo Ling in the hearts of the officials. After learning that Mo Ling was willing to personally teach Jiujiu, the officials kept flattering her, "With the State Preceptor teaching the Crown Prince, our Great Han will definitely last for many generations."
Hearing the flattery of the officials, the officials who were originally sent by the Emperor to teach Jiujiu felt even more guilty.
They had received benefits from the Empress. Every day after going to Qiankun Palace, they would directly sit in the side hall to drink tea and eat. Occasionally, beautiful palace maids would come to serve them. They were simply too happy to think about home.
Moreover, the Empress also promised that when the Crown Prince ascended the throne, they would be given the title of Marquis. They listened to the Empress more and more.
In order to show that they were doing their best to teach Jiujiu, they would occasionally praise Jiujiu in front of the Emperor and the civil and military officials that she had the style of Yao and Shun.
Now, Jiujiu was taken in by Mo Ling. If Mo Ling found out that Jiujiu only knew how to write her own name, how would she deal with them?
Thinking of this result, the officials who had taught Jiujiu suddenly trembled and broke out in cold sweat.
The more they boasted before, the more guilty they were now.
Not to mention how scared the officials were, even Mo Ling, after knowing that Jiujiu was only learning embroidery at the Empress's place every day, couldn't sleep for almost the entire night.
The next day, he formulated a strict curriculum to teach Jiujiu well. But what surprised him was that Jiujiu was not as ignorant as he thought. Instead, she was extraordinarily smart.
It was not an exaggeration to say that she understood a little. In short, no matter what Mo Ling said, Jiujiu could understand. She was the kind of student that all teachers wanted.
Because of Jiujiu's intelligence, Mo Ling despised the Empress more and more, and worked harder to teach Jiujiu.
For half a month, Mo Ling taught Jiujiu diligently every day. And when Mo Ling was teaching Jiujiu diligently, the Empress and the officials who had been sent to teach Jiujiu felt their hearts tighten.
They were extremely afraid that one day, Mo Ling would suddenly say that Jiujiu didn't know anything. When they thought of this, they couldn't wait to pack up and leave immediately.
However, all the land in the world belonged to the Empress. They could run away, but the temple could not. They could only suffer every day.
Half a month.
At the Mid-Autumn Banquet, Mo Ling appeared in front of everyone again with Jiujiu.
What surprised Jiujiu was that whether it was the Empress or the officials who had been in charge of teaching her, they all lost a lot of weight.
Those officials were originally fat, so it was fine if they lost weight. But the Empress was thin to begin with. If she lost even more weight, she would be like a skeleton. Her originally plump and round cheeks were also thinner. Her cheeks were dry and looked like a skeleton.
The Emperor, who was not willing to favor the Empress because she had become old, was disgusted when he saw the Empress's skinny appearance.
His expression changed and he looked away from the Empress.
The Empress, who had just reached out her hand to express her affection for the Emperor, was treated so coldly by the Emperor. Her face twisted for a moment.
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