Although she was displeased with the Third Prince, Prime Minister Jiang still instructed the housekeeper to pay more attention to the affairs of the palace before falling asleep. She closed her eyes and said, "An'er seems to be making progress recently. Although I don't expect her to become a marquis or a prime minister, I can't let her hold me back."
Since the Third Prince can help An'er make progress, there's nothing wrong in giving him a little more convenience.
After all, she will eventually grow old. The Jiang family has many disciples and a large clan, but all of them are scheming and eyeing the power in her hands all day long. They have no faith in An'er. If she is gone, with An'er's temper...
The housekeeper carefully lowered the gauze curtain and said softly, "I understand."
So the next day, he applied to the empress for permission to allow his father to go to the temple to eat vegetarian food and chant Buddhist scriptures. However, the petition, which had not been approved, was sent to the third prince by the palace maids.
The palace maid said respectfully, "Your Majesty has granted permission for Lord Qingmo to go to the temple to pray for the royal family after the Third Prince's wedding."
Li Junyue immediately pulled his stunned father to thank the Lord for His grace and accepted the imperial edict.
It was a rare smile on his face. Although they all followed a vegetarian diet and chanted Buddhist scriptures, praying for the royal family was much better than sending them over directly. The treatment would also be good, and others would have to think twice before bullying them.
"I'm not going!"
Qing Mo Shijun grabbed the imperial edict, pushed aside the palace servants and rushed out: "I won't go, I want to see His Majesty, I want to see His Majesty."
He is Her Majesty's servant and has fathered children for her. How could she send him to such a place!
He is not going.
"Stop him!"
Li Junyue said immediately.
The whole yard was in chaos. The palace servants hurried to pull people away. The palace servants who came to obey the imperial edict were even more embarrassed, not knowing whether to leave or help.
Xiao Dezi stepped forward and said, "Little eunuch, I'm really sorry to bother you today. Look..."
As he spoke, he stuffed a heavy purse into the palace maid's hand. The palace maid immediately took it with a smile on her face, took the thing and left quickly.
After all, Lord Qing Mo was weak, and he was subdued by the palace servants and dragged into the hall in a short while.
"Father."
Seeing his father staring at the ceiling in a daze, as if all his strength had been drained away, Li Junyue felt uncomfortable, but he had to personally break his fantasy: "Haven't you seen it clearly over the years? Why are you doing this..."
The Queen has three thousand handsome men in her palace. Although Qing Mo Shijun is handsome, how can he compare to those young ladies?
At the beginning, he was just like his father, sitting at the door every day waiting for the man to come back to pick him and his father up one day. But day after day, he saw clearly that the man had no heart at all.
Generally speaking, all women in the world are like this.
Unfaithful and ungrateful.
Seeing that he remained silent, Li Junyue had no choice but to instruct the palace servants: "Serve the king well, and come to me if you need anything."
The simply decorated palace reflected the pale corners of Qing Mo Shijun's lips. He glanced at his son who was walking towards the door, opened his mouth, and then closed it weakly. How could Jun Yue understand if he had never experienced it?
The love between men and women in this world is not something that can be controlled by humans.
Back in the palace, Li Junyue sat on the couch and picked up the book he hadn't finished reading. Xiao Dezi hesitated and leaned over: "Master, please embroider this wedding dress yourself."
He held the wedding dress with a worried look on his face: "I heard from the old palace maids that you have to embroider your own wedding dress so that you can live happily in the future."
As a result, his master was not willing to embroider even the last phoenix eye, let alone embroider it himself.
Li Junyue didn't even glance at the wedding dress, but just turned the page of the book: "Do you think Jiang An can bring me happiness?"
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