Jiang Ying never dreamed that one day, she would face the most "troublesome" disease, which turned out to be allergy!

The disease is easy to cure, but this... is the body's instinctive immune response, how can it be cured? ?

But it's hard for her!

The result can only be no result.

However, Jiang Ying was still patient and applied an allergic liquid on the eldest prince's swollen lips. After a while, his swollen lips felt much better.

"My Lord, listen up. Allergies are terrible. In severe cases, they can even kill people. So, we shouldn't eat things that we shouldn't eat. There are so many delicious foods in the world. We can eat other things. There's no need to make things so difficult for ourselves. Do you understand?"

껩 is clothing.

If you don't know, you might think that the child is hungry and has nothing good to eat.

But he is the eldest prince, he is rich and powerful, and the imperial palace is where the wealth and power of the world are gathered!

Looking at the ugly and cute little guy's appearance, it's really hard to tell whether to laugh or cry.

When everything was almost done, she entered the main hall of Kunning Palace, holding her son in one hand and the eldest prince in the other.

The queen had apparently learned from the servants about the eldest prince's "feat."

When she saw him, she stroked her forehead and said, "This child is stupid. Maybe he is the reincarnation of a hungry ghost. Don't mind it, Miss Jiang."

Jiang Ying just followed the Queen and said, "The eldest prince is sincere and kind-hearted. He is a good child with a true nature."

The monkey son was unhappy when he heard this, [Sincere and sincere? Isn't this the comment my scumbag father gave me? My, my, mother, don't use it on others! ]

As the two little hands danced, they accidentally dropped a hairpin from Jiang Ying, causing a strand of hair to fall down. Jiang Ying hesitated for a moment and lowered her head in embarrassment, "I'm sorry, Your Majesty, I lost my composure."

The queen was dignified and elegant, and with a smile behind her lips, she was willing to sacrifice the whole country for the queen.

Don't take this little thing seriously.

Instead, he opened his thin lips and praised, "Miss Jiang's child is well-raised, with round and smooth cheeks and a strong head. He looks exactly like my eldest prince when he was a child."

"Your Majesty, you are joking. My son is of ordinary qualifications and dare not compare himself with the eldest prince."

The queen waved her hands lazily, "Stop, you don't have to flatter me. Since your hair is disheveled, Fuqiu, take Miss Jiang to the side hall. You are deft, so you can comb Miss Jiang's hair into a bun again.

"Look for any jewelry in my jewelery collection that fits you and use it."

You know, being a queen, your head ornaments are often related to phoenixes.

Jiang Ying immediately stood up, and said with great fear and trepidation, "Your Majesty, I dare not overstep my bounds."

The queen didn't care. She covered her lips again and yawned, "I let you use it, and you used it. This is my grace to you.

Sigh...I stayed up late reading the account book last night and didn't sleep well, so I'll take a rest first."

Jiang Ying had no choice but to shut up.

But she could see that the queen was kind and a little...

To put it nicely, it's Buddhism, but to put it bluntly, isn't it salty fish?

But she was so beautiful, so pretty that fish could sink to the bottom of the water and geese could fall to the ground, and her every move was like a picture of a beautiful lady. This did not quite match the "Mu Ne" rumored by the outside world.

The queen didn't care that Jiang Ying brought her son with her when she was getting dressed. When the eldest prince followed closely behind, she just gave her confidant Liu Qin a look and stopped him.

"Yan Shuheng, I've said before that there is no such thing as a third time."

There was no emotion in his voice, but it carried an irresistible majesty. "I'll punish you with ten slaps on the palm of your hand. Do you have any objection?"

The eldest prince pouted, obviously aggrieved and afraid of pain.

But he still stretched out his hand obediently, rubbed his slightly swollen little red lips twice, and asked: "Mother, come here, can I eat whatever I want?"

The queen was so angry that she choked. She glared at her silly son who didn't fight for her pride, and said helplessly, "Liu Qin, when I was thinking about him, was I too restrained? Is this why he is like this now... too greedy."

Liu Qin smiled and bowed, "Don't think so, Your Majesty. The eldest prince has the mind of a child. It's good for him to grow up."

The queen half propped up her head and squinted her eyes to carefully measure her son. He was just five years old, much taller than his peers. When he stood with the second prince, he looked even stronger and more well-nourished.

Then he shook his head and said, "Forget it, it's no use. As a prince, as long as he doesn't make a big mistake, he won't be short of food and drink for the rest of his life."

The eldest prince's chubby little palms were stained red, but he didn't notice it at all. After a while, he saw Jiang Ying come out with her makeup done again, and he smacked her lips again, still not satisfied, "Auntie, that mango..."

Being glared at by Jiang Ying, the little guy hurriedly stopped, "Okay, okay, Heng'er, be good. If you don't want to eat mango, what about the egg yolk molten bean and snow-melted milk cake? You can eat them, right? Oh, last time, the uncle promised me to bring me Li Ji's beggar chicken. Why didn't he come to the palace with the aunt?"

While the two were talking, a palace maid slowly walked in from the doorway, went straight to the queen, and whispered to her in a low voice.

Jiang Ying had good hearing and heard it clearly - Your Majesty, the Emperor has issued an imperial decree to confer the title of "Mo Prince" on Prince Yan.

The queen raised her eyebrows, her beautiful face showing a hint of surprise.

But she accepted it quickly. She looked towards Jiang Ying, and her eyes fell on the phoenix hairpin in her hair. She smiled and said, "I didn't know that the eldest prince was being rude to you by calling you 'imperial aunt' all the time. Now it seems that this phoenix hairpin was given to you at the perfect time."

"Liu Qin, go call Fuqiu over. I appreciate the bun she made for Miss Jiang. It's very beautiful."

Jiang Ying lowered her eyes, looking like a submissive young lady, but she was uneasy in her heart.

I thought that being a queen is not an easy job.

Look at the Queen, no matter how close or distant she is, she can't find any fault with her.

And he used rewarding Fuqiu to blackmail her. Doesn't he mean that even if she becomes Princess Mo in the future, she can't surpass the Queen?

But at this moment, the monkey saw through it and snorted disdainfully, "Tsk, what are you trying to do? Do you think lotus is something good?"

[She is skillful, but unfortunately she is not only skillful with her master, the Queen.]

[Not long after, the Queen fell seriously ill. The Emperor came to visit the Queen, but unfortunately he caught a cold and had a splitting headache. It was the court lady Fuqiu who kindly relieved the Emperor’s pain...]

As he spoke, he smirked, feeling gloating over misfortune. Jiang Yingxiao could clearly hear that the words "thoughtful" and "relief" were emphasized a little more by the monkey's inner voice.

Subconsciously, he looked at Fuqiu, who was grateful for the reward.

The young palace maid was about seventeen or eighteen years old, wearing a pink palace dress. Her skin was very white, but her facial features were average, not as beautiful as those of the empress who was four or five years old. However, her every movement was as gentle as water, especially the red teardrop mole at the end of her drooping eye, which brought out her silent beauty like an orchid.

Such gentleness and care, if combined with a pair of skillful hands to massage and knead, can easily make a man unable to resist.

For a moment, Jiang Ying couldn't help but feel some sympathy for the queen.

Isn't this like in the Qing palace dramas, where everyone in the world wants to compete with her for the emperor?

As for the latter, he seemed to have noticed something was wrong with Jiang Ying's gaze, and his bright eyes slightly raised, and his tone was intimidating, "Why is Miss Jiang looking at Fuqiu like this? But when Fang was dressing her, did Miss Jiang feel unhappy?"