The Empress was really as shameless as ever.
Jiujiu looked down and curled her lips. She looked at the Empress and said slowly, "Mother, I don't understand what you are saying. What do you mean by I regret it?"
The Empress didn't think that Jiujiu could pretend to be confused even though she had already made her words so clear. Her face twisted and she gritted her teeth and said, "Didn't you agree to Yan 'er's child …"
"What we agree to is your child, Mother Empress, not this bastard of unknown origin." Jiujiu curled her lips and showed a cold smile. Her eyes were like the coldest knife that stabbed the Empress. She said harshly, "Mother, you said that you don't want to mix up the bloodline of the Imperial Family. But now you found such a thing to substitute. Do you really think I am a fool?"
The Empress didn't think that Jiujiu, who had been in her control, would say such a thing. Her face was as colorful as a paint tray.
The Empress really thought that Jiujiu had been in her control all this time. So when Jiujiu suddenly spoke, she couldn't react. Her face showed a moment of confusion.
When the Empress came back to her senses, her face instantly turned green. Her lips couldn't help trembling because of anger. Not to mention the finger that had been pointing at Jiujiu, it was shaking like she had Parkinson's disease.
However, compared to the Empress' anger, Jiujiu's face was full of satisfaction. Her slightly curled lips were even more beautiful.
Even though it was already night time, there were countless candles as thick as a child's arm burning in the royal kitchen. They lit up the enormous royal study as bright as day, but the empress' heart was darker than the darkest night.
The Empress looked at Jiujiu.
At this moment, the corners of Jiujiu's mouth were slightly raised, and the corners of her eyes were twinkling with starlight. The careless smile on her face was like a sharp sword, cutting all the Empress' previous thoughts into pieces.
Only then did the Empress realize that Jiujiu had known everything for a long time.
The Empress opened her mouth and wanted to criticize Jiujiu, but in the end, she could not say a word.
The Empress left aggressively, but she left with her head down in disappointment.
The next day.
The news that Empress Liu Yan 'er had given birth to a stillborn baby was spread out. What followed was not Jiujiu's consolation, but a meaningful imperial edict.
Liu Yan 'er's description changed from flawed to agreeable.
From the Empress, who was only below one person and above tens of thousands of people, to a mere promise, the difference was like the difference between heaven and earth.
But to everyone's surprise, the Liu Family didn't say anything about this decree, and neither did the Empress Dowager.
The officials who originally thought it was strange saw that no one from the Liu family said it was strange, so they remained silent.
What was the point of them saying anything when their own people didn't even mind?
However, although no one said anything, their hearts were filled with doubts.
Everyone knew how obedient Jiujiu used to be to the Empress. Because of the Empress, the Liu Family often embarrassed Jiujiu in the imperial court. But this time, after being dealt with by Jiujiu so quickly, the Liu Family didn't embarrass Jiujiu in the imperial court. Instead, they were as quiet as chickens. It was really strange.
The officials guessed that Jiujiu had something on the Liu Family.
However, the truth was similar to this.
The Liu Family wanted to use a baby boy from who knows where as the royal bloodline, but they were caught red-handed by Jiujiu. If this matter were to be exposed, the Liu Family would definitely be exterminated.
Because the Empress was the backbone of the Liu Family, she was a little confused by Jiujiu's sudden counterattack. Without the Empress's instructions, the Liu Family didn't know what to do, so they just tuck their tails between their legs.
After being reprimanded by Jiujiu in the imperial study that day, the Empress was in a trance. After returning to the Palace of Peace and Tranquility, she didn't recover for several days. When she came back to her senses, it was already too late.
Liu Yan 'er had been demoted to agreeable, and the baby boy had been sent out by Jiujiu.
The Empress couldn't do anything now.
Until today, the Empress knew how badly she had been deceived by Jiujiu.
Thinking of Jiujiu's performance at the Mid-Autumn Banquet and connecting it to the Emperor's rapid abdication, the Empress realized that she was the one who had been kept in the dark all this time.
Jiujiu had long been rebellious. She did not want to listen to her, but she pretended to be obedient. She pretended to be obedient, but in fact, she had long regretted it. She had also planned to stop Mother Liu. Even Liu Yan 'er's matter was planned by her.
She just wanted to get something on the Liu Family. She wanted to deal with the Empress.
The Empress lowered her eyes to hide the gloominess in her eyes.
She had been hunting geese all day, but she didn't expect to be pecked in the eye by one.
She had always thought that she had raised Jiujiu to be timid and obedient. No matter how powerful Mo Ling was, it was impossible for him to train Jiujiu into a suitable monarch. Who would have thought that Mo Ling was so powerful? Even if Jiujiu was a piece of rotten wood, he could make this rotten wood bloom into a bright flower.
The Empress was full of hatred. If she had known that Jiujiu was like this, she would have killed Jiujiu directly and let the substitute take the throne.
Thinking of this, a strange look flashed across the Empress's eyes.
Since Jiujiu was disobedient, then the dosage of Changshou could be increased.
The Empress lowered her eyes and ordered Furong to increase the dosage of the medicine in the soup she boiled for Jiujiu. Furong continued to send soup to Jiujiu every day.
Unfortunately, no matter what soup Furong sent, Jiujiu would drink it all in one gulp. When she saw the increased dosage of the medicine in the soup, she didn't touch it at all.
Furong saw the situation and was anxious, but she put on a concerned expression: "Your Majesty, this was all personally boiled by the Empress Dowager."
"Is that so?" The corner of Jiujiu's mouth rose slightly. Her immature face was replaced by a smile that was like a poppy flower.
Jiujiu walked in front of Furong. She looked at Furong's face that was slowly turning pale because of her approach. She laughed softly and said: "Zhen isn't hungry. If you think it's a waste, you can drink this bowl of soup for zhen."
Jiujiu turned her head to look at Xiao Mozi.
Xiao Mozi, who had received Jiujiu's order, immediately had someone hold down Furong. He had the intention of pouring the entire bowl of soup into Furong's stomach.
The medicine in this bowl of soup was personally added by Furong. Because Jiujiu had angered the Empress this time, the dosage was twice as much as what the Empress had ordered.
With so much medicine, even if one wasn't poisoned, there would still be problems after drinking it, let alone someone who was already poisoned.
Furong knew that this bowl of soup couldn't be drunk, so when Xiao Mozi poured the soup into her mouth, she almost unconsciously pursed her lips and didn't want to touch a single drop.
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