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Chapter 972: The Lady Who Was Killed Alive 2

Yu He lowered his head and said after a while: "Master, he must be protecting Abahai Borzijit as his own child."

"Prince Fujin of Dunjun is a man who can live a good life without the protection of others. Without her, Master Xu would have died long ago..." Mother Li is a down-to-earth person. There are some things that she will not go too far even if she sees them.

Think, because there is no point in thinking too much.

"Tell the master, I know what to do. If you want to establish your authority, kill the chicken to scare the monkeys. Let's choose, who will be the chicken?"

"No matter who it is, I only know that what the master asked us to do is a great event that will be passed down through the ages. There should always be someone in this world who can speak up for women."

Yu He smiled: "Master is always like this! In fact, thinking about it, I suddenly feel excited. The first thing is to choose one carefully. What do you think?"



Because Yuhe stayed in the palace for several days and failed to cure the Queen Mother's illness, her fan count was wiped out every day. Qi Fujin was quite respectful at first when he saw her, but now he looked at her with indifference and contempt the whole time.

The look in our eyes where only our idol is the greatest and the others are all high imitation Taobao products is enough.

Yuhe has always been involved in big things, and the affairs of the back house are less involved.

Of course, she is also a pretentious person, and she will definitely not say that her medical skills are not good.

Yuhe wanted to fold it, so she clasped her belly button and thought about it for two days and two nights in the middle of the night. After some research, she came up with a new story.

The next day she went to court on time and followed Kangxi around.

Yuhe told Kangxi some of his thoughts.

She said that most of the women who were destined to be married were women with good fortune. Coming to the palace and walking around more would increase the excitement, and secondly, they could share their blessings with the Queen Mother.

Therefore, the filial son Kangxi ordered all high-ranking housewives to come to see the Queen Mother in batches. It would not be called serving illness, but that's what it meant.

These batches of reception tasks are so heavy that all the Fujins who are already overloaded during the day shift want to curse.

But Yu He thought to himself, our master is in good health. Whether the rest of you are alive or dead has nothing to do with me.

There are many kinds of married women, and there are all kinds of people, but 80.90% of the time, seeing Yuan Wense is like seeing a relative. They are very kind. As long as they have the skills and do not violate any rules, they all want to get together.

Yuan Wense came to see her, enjoying her joy and blessing, and wanted to ask her how she maintained her health and how she gave birth to three sons.

All of a sudden, fans of the original text were flying all over the place, transforming into goddesses every minute.

Yuan Wense also followed Jiu Fujin's rhythm and received him politely.

She could only say, Ami Doufu, it's a good thing that he has such a good status, otherwise he would have been close to so many people in the first place, and they would have made a lot of noise in every minute.

Although the imperial guards come in all sizes, including tall, short, fat, thin, white, ugly and black, there are always one or two surprises that everyone finds difficult to accept.

Yuan Wense accidentally found out that there was a lady who was particularly different.

His eyes were dull, his face was sallow, and he was rouged and powdered. His skinny body was covered with extremely fresh brocade clothes. At first glance, he looked like he had stolen them from somewhere. When he looked at people, he lowered his head and tilted his eyes upwards.

Look, it's extremely pitiful.

Even though she didn't look good, she seemed to be sick. She was trembling slightly and was about to fall to the ground when she followed her, as if the late Empress Dowager was walking westward.

Even among such a crowd, it is a unique existence.
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