"Do you have something to do with your sister? Don't worry, tell me slowly."

How can a child not be nervous and anxious?

He felt that he was in terrible condition now. He had the same blood as Yuan Hui and his heart was dirty. She was so good and he shouldn't have contaminated her, but he was extremely scared.

He has experienced warmth and deathly loneliness, which he cannot bear and is not willing to accept.

The child bit his lip until it bled and stammered, "I, I... yes, I'm sorry."

Zhen Shan smiled helplessly, "Why are you apologizing again?"

The child lowered his head in frustration, but he really didn't know what to say other than apologizing.

Zhen Shan was silent for a moment, then asked in a considerate way: "But you want to see your mother again?"

"No, I'm not!"

The child immediately denied it. Why did he go to see her?

Will you eagerly send yourself to her to be humbled again?

His bones have never been this low.

On the contrary, I have been thinking about 'repaying' my dear mother and 'caring' for her beloved son, but there is no rush in this game, nothing is as important as the woman in front of me now.

Zhen Shan seemed surprised, her phoenix eyes were gentle and tolerant, "What's going on? It's not Que'er bullying you, right?"

Que'er, who was named, immediately wanted to raise his tail and deny it. How could it bully the Lord of the First God? Where did it get the heart of a bear and the courage of a leopard?

However, just as its hair was about to explode, it suddenly remembered that Zhi Ji had pointed at the adults' noses and scolded him. Que'er froze and lay back silently, trying his best to reduce his presence and cover his eyes with his sleeves.

You can't see me, you can't see me, no one can see me.

The child glanced at Que'er, feeling anxious and speechless, but he still shook his head honestly, "It's none of Que'er's business, it's just..."

Zhen Shan saw him suddenly looking at Concubine Wan, as if she was suddenly enlightened, and smiled, "You want to know about Shoukang Palace, right?"

"No……"

The child wanted to deny that in his opinion, no matter how important it was, nothing could compare to knowing her thoughts.

Zhen Shan did not give him a chance to speak, and continued: "I originally wanted to wait for you to take it easy before telling you, but do you know who uses the vegetables you grow in Qionghua Palace?"

When it came to business, the child's little thoughts of grievance and nervousness were temporarily put aside, and his delicate bun face became serious, "Well, my nominal grandmother."

Zhen Shan asked again: "Then do you know why the dignified Queen Mother, the mother of a country, needs vegetables grown in a haunted palace?"

The child shook his head, "I don't know. I just remember that since I was three years old, I have to pick some vegetables every day and send them to the Huanyi Bureau. After being put on the shelf, they are secretly delivered to Shoukang Palace."

He had spent a lot of effort before to find out whose hands the vegetables he planted personally ended up, but that was it. No matter how much he wanted to inquire, he couldn't find out.

How could the Queen Mother be a waste if she could fight her way through the palace and become one of the most noble people?

He was afraid that he would be caught by the opponent if he moved too much, so until now, he still didn't know what the hell was going on in Shoukang Palace.

Zhen Shan smiled faintly, "When your father was still a prince, mother and son were not favored. They were stepping stones for others."

The child was silent. There were many versions in the palace of the legendary story of his father's transformation from an unpopular marginal prince to the ninth-five-year-old prince he is today.

But there is no doubt that the winner can always control public opinion. No matter how bloody and dirty the road to becoming an emperor is, those behind will do their best to beautify it.

Rights are really a good thing.

However, "What does this have to do with the Queen Mother?"

Zhen Shan's eyes were dim and his smile was still gentle, but it sent chills down his back, "Back then, your father was very mediocre, and his brain was so slow that it only took others a few hours to memorize an article, but it took him ten days and a half to memorize it.

I can’t bear it either.”

The child was shocked, "How is that possible?"

This is no longer mediocre, but there is something wrong with your brain, right?

No child should ever be associated with the scheming emperor now.

Zhen Shanrou said: "Right? For such a useless waste, even if all the Sima Emperor's family are dead, it is impossible for him to be the emperor in his turn."
Chapter completed!