"Grandfather, how do you plan to deal with that little cheap person, Situtu Xueer?"
"How do you want grandfather to deal with her?" the Pri Minister replied with a question.
"Since she can’t be used by , then kill her."
The Fourth Prince reached out to touch the scar on his neck, a touch of ferocity flashing in his eyes. This foul woman was impervious to persuasion. Despite lowering himself to please her, she repeatedly trampled on his dignity and even struck him ruthlessly. If he didn’t kill her, he couldn’t swallow this indignation.
The Pri Minister nodded and said, "Alright, grandfather will do as you say."
The Fourth Prince smiled upon hearing this. With his grandfather being the current Pri Minister, Situtu Xueer was dood this ti.
Finally, the Fourth Prince reminded the Pri Minister: "Grandfather, make your move when the War Prince is not at the Prince’s Mansion."
"Don’t worry, grandfather is not foolish; he will definitely avoid the War Prince."
After the two discussed thoroughly, the Pri Minister left. He didn’t return to the mansion but went directly by carriage to the Imperial Palace. Now that the Fourth Prince was crippled, he intended to consult with the Empress to devise a strategy to see what would happen to their two families in the future.
Imperial Palace, Fengyang Palace.
The Empress’s palace was resplendent with gold and jade, with several palace maids standing properly by the side.
Having been ill for over ten days, the Empress looked quite well today. Her hair was styled in a peony bun, with strikingly red peony flowers inserted on both sides, and in the center, she wore the Phoenix Flying to the Heavens Auspicious Agate Hollow Crown. The gold inlaid with rubies Phoenix, complented by the surrounding agate and jade, was resplendent with brilliance.
The Empress sat properly in front of the dressing table.
On the table was a sandalwood jewelry box. She extended her delicate hand and placed the smoky willow crystal purple tassel hairpin into the peony bun, the long tassel hanging on her shoulder, making her appear even more stunning and peerless.
Feeling inspired today, the Empress donned her official empress attire, an ensemble with over 30,000 inlaid Five-Colored Gemstones. The nine soaring Phoenixes seemingly echoed the Empress’s throne, a dream of many won in the harem. Only by ascending to this position could one control their destiny. After painstaking efforts and with her prestigious family background, she finally sat on this throne.
However, the Empress knew in her heart that this was far from satisfying her desires. She aspired to beco the Empress Dowager. Yet this wish was completely extinguished after the Fourth Prince beca disabled, dealing her a fatal blow.
Just then, a palace maid walked in and greeted the Empress: "Blessings to the Empress!"
The Empress asked expressionlessly: "What is it?"
"The Pri Minister has arrived; he is waiting at the palace gate!"
The Empress was startled, thinking, why has father co? Imdiately, she said: "Quickly invite the old gentleman in."
"Yes!"
The palace maid withdrew properly to invite the Pri Minister in.
Since the incident with the Pri Minister’s Young Master, the Pri Minister was heartbroken and stayed in the mansion, never entering the Imperial Palace.
Soon, the Pri Minister followed the palace maid inside. This was the harem, and even as her father, he couldn’t enter without the Empress’s consent.
"Father, what brings you here?" The Empress hurried forward to greet the Pri Minister.
The Pri Minister quickly stepped forward to support her, repeatedly saying: "Empress, please don’t, please don’t, you honor this old minister too much."
The Empress said, "You are my father, it’s only right for to greet you."
"No, no, no, you are the noble Empress; I am a minister. I shouldn’t break the rules. It should be I who greets you." Saying this, the Pri Minister knelt on the ground and kowtowed several tis to the Empress.
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