Just as the Second Prince lifted the little palace maid's chin to look at her carefully, Concubine Sheng spoke.

"Hong'er, you need to change your temper."

"Mother, I know. I'll take this little maid away."

The second prince stood up, said something to Concubine Sheng, and walked out with the little palace maid.

Concubine Sheng felt helpless seeing her son like this.

She is helping her son pave the way for himself, but what does her son do? He just eats, drinks and plays every day.

She didn't know if she could really help her son get the position of crown prince. With her son's personality, it was hard to say whether he could keep the position.

While Concubine Sheng was worried about her son, the Second Prince, being incompetent, other things were also happening in the Jing Palace.

Concubine Rou was sitting in the main seat, with a woman in luxurious clothes kneeling in front of her, crying to her.

"Sister, please help my master!"

"Sister, get up first."

"No, if my sister doesn't agree, I will keep kneeling here."

After the woman said this, Concubine Rou's face suddenly turned bad.

Ever since she entered the palace, because her father was the King of Yue who guarded the southern border, not only the other concubines, but even the queen would show her courtesy and exempt her from the rule of paying her respects to the queen's palace every day. She only had to go once on the first and fifteenth day of the month to show her respect to the queen.

Before she got married, she was the eldest daughter of a family with outstanding appearance and was highly regarded by her family. She was trained to be the queen.

It was just because of various reasons that she was only granted the title of Imperial Concubine when she entered the palace. Even so, except for the Queen, no one in the harem dared to oppose her words.

After living smoothly for so many years, Concubine Rou could no longer tolerate being rejected, even by her own sister.

Seeing that her sister was still kneeling there, Concubine Rou felt unhappy. In the following conversation between the two, she no longer mentioned asking someone to get up.

"Sister, you said that your brother-in-law's position as prefect was taken away by Prince Chen."

"That's right, sister, you may not know that Prince Chen also beat your nephew severely."

"Oh, what did Guangqing do to offend Prince Chen?"

"this……"

"Why, is there something you can't tell me?"

"Sister, no, no, there's nothing I can't tell you."

Although this woman's status was not as noble as that of Concubine Rou, she was still the boss at home, and even Prime Minister Song He had to listen to her.

Even though Song He held a high official position and was in charge of all government affairs, if he made her unhappy, she would still beat and scold him.

It can be said that she is the one who has the final say in her own family. Her master coaxes her and she lives a good life.

Over the years, she had never knelt before anyone else, but this time, not only did she kneel, she also knelt for such a long time. Her knees were numb and painful, and she regretted not following her sister's words and getting up.

But she couldn't do that now. She had been kneeling for so long, but her sister still hadn't agreed to help her reinstate her prime minister.

To be honest, she didn't want the prime minister to return to Beijing. Getting a small official position in Beijing was not as good as being a local tyrant in another place.

At least outside, she doesn't have to kneel down, instead others have to fawn over her.

When her prime minister was dismissed from his official position by Prince Chen, the first thing she thought of was not going to the southern border to find her father, the King of Yue, but to come to the capital to find her sister.

Although her father is a king of a different surname and has foreign troops under his command, the distance is too far and she does not want to make the long journey. Besides, even if she finds her father, what good will it do? Her father will not help her.