"Very well! It's good to learn a lesson, but keep an eye on those servants, lest the empress of the nation be bullied by a few servants!" the Empress Dowager said quietly.

"Yes, Princess, don't worry!" Su Mala Gu had warned her early on.

"What's the situation with that Dong E clan?!" The Empress Dowager thought of her number one enemy.

Sumalagu took out a stack of papers from her bosom and handed them to the Empress Dowager.

"He copied these. I heard that last night, the Emperor burned all those letters."

The Empress Dowager read through the letters one by one, her face turning ashen.

"Ah, my good son, your words are full of dissatisfaction with me! Ah, I've used all my efforts, but for whom?!"

Sumalagu hurriedly helped the Empress Dowager up and gently patted her back. The Empress Dowager stared blankly into the distance, where the letters were scattered all over the ground.

Su Ma La Gu squatted on the ground, picking up the bills one by one, reading them quickly, though her feelings were somewhat complicated.

After all, she had been watching the mother and son fight all along.

But how can a mother resist her son?!

"Your Majesty, you're so disheartening." Su Ma La Gu couldn't help but feel disappointed.

The master and servant fell silent again.

The Empress Dowager fell ill immediately.

"Su Ma, go and cut off Dong E's lineage! I want to see if she's not intelligent and kind-hearted, and if she and the Emperor are on the same wavelength!? Such a scheming and ambitious vile woman is not worthy of bearing children! Also, investigate why the Emperor burned those letters!"

The Empress Dowager lay on the bed, staring blankly into the void, and then gave her instructions, word by word.

His tone was sometimes heavy and sometimes light, as if a heavy stone was pressing on his chest.

If it weren't for her son, she certainly wouldn't be so lost and confused.