As soon as Bei Ming finished speaking, Leng Xianhua immediately understood his true intention. He wanted to deliberately put forward the opposite opinions in the court, and then use those old stubbornness to achieve his true intentions! Haha, so high! A child who is only twelve years old can come up with such a way to retreat to advance to deal with those old scholars, which is indeed not to be underestimated!!

"I understand. I should cooperate with the king to achieve my wish tomorrow!"

"Yeah, okay! That's nothing more, you go!"

Leng Xianhua left, and Bei Ming picked up the bronze mirror again. He could not forget the beautiful woman in the mirror, and he did not believe that the cowardly man in the bronze mirror had nothing to do with him. Otherwise, how could he start to be beating when he saw that man?!

He slowly walked into the inner hall with a bronze mirror in his hand. This time he wanted to take a good look at what the woman and the man in the mirror had experienced, which would make him so restless!!

With his previous experience, he adjusted his breathing and pressed his hand on the mirror...

Bei Ming, who was undisturbed, looked at it many times, felt sad for the woman in the mirror, and was angry for the cowardly man in the mirror!

He thought that if he were him, he would not be as cowardly as that man, and would not be able to protect his beloved woman!

The sky outside became dark without realizing it, and the wind was everywhere, accompanied by a thunderclap. Soon, raindrops as big as beans fell from the sky, and small puddles gathered on the ground...

"The Empress Dowager is here!"

Accompanied by Shunxiang's sharp sound, the heavy palace door was pushed open.

Beiming hurriedly stuffed the bronze mirror in his hand under the pillow. He didn't think that his mother knew that his father had such a treasure, so it would be better to hide it!

"Wang'er, the mother heard the thunder just now, so she came to see you. Are you okay?"

Jiao Ruolan is now wearing white silk clothes, and only wears a nine-headed phoenix hairpin that has always symbolized her identity. She looks neither luxurious nor polite. She has obvious concerns between her eyebrows and eyes, and then she goes straight to the inner hall when she enters the door.

Before Bei Ming could stand up from the bed, he was hugged by Jiao Ruolan.

"My mother! Queen Mother, my son is fine, you can let go of me... My son is about to suffocate..."

Bei Ming was in Jiao Ruolan's arms, open his mouth wide and gasping. He didn't know why his mother hugged him so tightly, making his breathing difficult.

"Uh. Wang'er, my mother remembers that you were extremely afraid of thunder since childhood. Why are you not afraid now?"

Jiao Ruolan let go of Bei Ming, stared at his handsome face, and spoke with scrutiny and a hint of surprise.

Bei Ming pursed a beautiful arc, and he replied crisply and loudly, "Oh, Mother Queen, you said that when you were a child, now that my son has grown up and is the king of a country, so naturally I am not afraid anymore! By the way, since Mother Queen is here, let's have a meal with my son! By the way, let's have a good chat with our mother and son."

“..”

Jiao Ruolan looked at her smiling son in front of her and frowned. She clearly felt that her son was perfunctory, but she just couldn't find any refutation to him.

It turns out that she is so old that she can't help but be a mother! It seems that she should find an opportunity to find a chance to be the queen and be a concubine!
Chapter completed!