Since you want to replace Suning, you must first understand Suning’s current trends.
Xin Guoguo had a little plan in mind.
She planned to first inquire about Suning's situation from Fuyin, and then go find the Eighth Prince.
Perfect!
"Gospel, I..."
As soon as he opened his mouth, Fuyin covered his mouth:
"Shh!"
Gospel looked at her seriously.
Xin Guoguo realized belatedly that although there was no one else in Qianyuan Hall at the moment, palace servants were not allowed to make noise there.
Xin Guoguo: ...
very good.
The first step of the plan has failed!
But she is an optimistic dragon.
She has experienced too many plans being aborted.
It’s no big deal!
She nodded, lowered her head and began to think about her next plan.
Although there is no way to know Suning's movements now, she knows where the Eighth Prince is.
There must be people protecting Crown Prince Fusu, so she won't go against him.
The eighth prince is just over one year old now.
But because his mother died of complications during childbirth, Qi Huang didn't care much about any of his children except the crown prince.
In this world line, the Eighth Prince was still a small and lonely child, struggling to survive in this huge palace.
It is precisely because his life is so difficult that he has full trust in Suning even if Suning only gives him a little care.
As a result, Qi Huang died on his way to the east, and he was put on a high platform by Suning and became Suning's puppet.
In the short three years after he ascended the throne, he was coaxed by Suning to hand over the royal power bit by bit.
As planned by Suning, he stepped into Suning's trap step by step and then died at Suning's hands.
Can he really not see through Suning’s calculations?
Xin Guoguo thought otherwise.
A man as smart and domineering as Qi Huang had thirteen children, and even a kind-hearted one like the prince was equally smart.
The same was true for other princes and princesses.
She didn't believe it, and things took a sudden turn for the worse with the Eighth Prince.
Xin Guoguo was cleaning the Qianyuan Hall while thinking.
After she finished wiping the last pillar and Fang Yuan checked it, her task for the day was completed.
Xing Guoguo returned the tools to Wuhuatang:
"Good news, I have a fellow countryman in Xuanhe Hall. I'll go see her."
Xuanhe Hall is the palace where the eighth prince lives now.
Fuyin didn't think much about it and nodded:
"Okay. I won't wait for you for a while then."
Palace maids like them who were on daily duty had no place to live in the Chang'an Palace.
Therefore, after finishing their work every day, they needed to lock the palace gate, go out from the Ye Gate, and live in the Ye Ting.
"Um."
Xin Guoguo responded, said goodbye to Fuyin and left.
Xuanhe Hall.
The palace gate was half-open.
A tiny kid, not even as tall as an adult's calf, was holding the door with both hands and pushing it hard.
His little fingers were clasped tightly around the doorknob.
She pushed the ground with her little feet, using all her strength.
His originally pale face turned red due to the exertion.
A pair of big, dark and bright eyes stared at the door, hoping that it would open a little more.
However, the door did not budge.
The door that an adult could open with just a gentle push was like a mountain to him.
Perhaps because he used too much force, his little hands were unable to hold the door panel.
“Snap!”
The little guy sat down on the ground all of a sudden.
The little butt in the open-crotch pants fell on the ground covered with pebbles.
The little guy was probably hurt by the sharp tip of the stone, and his big eyes were instantly filled with tears.
But he held back his tears.
Just using his little hands to support himself on the ground.
Like a little turtle, he tried hard to turn over his body.
Then he got up shakily.
His knees were still a little shaky, but he didn't give up and continued walking towards the door.
There was no expression on his little face.
He just walked to the door and repeated the same action.
Xing Guoguo looked at him.
Suddenly, he let out a long sigh.
Only then did the little guy realize that there was someone outside.
He stopped and looked out through the crack in the door with his big eyes.
Xin Guoguo raised her hand and gently pushed open the door that the little guy had tried to open countless times but failed.
One big and one small, they looked into each other's eyes.
The little guy took a look at her clothes, looked away, and then staggered to the threshold.
Two little hands grabbed the door sill, then the whole little body threw itself on the door sill and took a step with its short legs.
There were still traces of small stones on his buttocks.
In some places, blood was even flowing.
There are also scabs in some places.
Obviously it wasn't the fall he just did.
Xin Guoguo had long known that the little guy's life would be difficult, but she never expected it to be this bad.
She bent down, reached out, picked up the little guy, and held him in her arms.
Carefully avoiding the wound on his little butt: "Can you speak now?"
The little guy just looked at her calmly without saying a word.
Xin Guoguo was not in a hurry either, she just looked at him.
After a while...
"Gululu!"
Xin Guoguo looked in the direction of the voice.
The little guy still had a dull look in his eyes, as if it wasn't him whose stomach rumbled just now.
Xin Guoguo felt helpless.
But at the same time, I felt a little more distressed for this little one-year-old kid.
She held him in her arms and walked towards the imperial kitchen:
"I'll take you to dinner first. Were you planning to go eat?"
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