This is the place where emperors and empresses of all dynasties were worshiped by their descendants after their death. After Nangong's death, his body would be enshrined in the ancestral hall, but she did not have such qualifications.

Although she never cared about the queen's position, because it was a meaningless mirage for thousands of favors, but at this time she became jealous.

No matter what happened during his lifetime, Shangguan Zihan had the opportunity to accompany Nangong Yi and stand among these spiritual tablets after his death, allowing their children and grandchildren to admire him from generation to generation.

But she, Ling Mulao, as a concubine, could only remain unknown. Even in the end, no one knew that this woman had ever existed.

And in the midst of this contemplation, two eyes slowly fell across the wide courtyard, looking deeply at Ling Mulao and shaking their heads.

The golden Xuanyun sleeve robe embroidered with peony flowers swayed slightly in the cold wind, and the brows on that charming face were slightly frowned.

The Queen Mother sighed inaudibly, but instead of walking towards the ancestral hall, she turned back towards the Zunyi Palace.

"Your Majesty, if you don't have the heart to punish Concubine Rao, it's time for me to think about it. Concubine Concubine should also have thought about it." The old nanny quickly came forward and whispered.

Although the Queen Mother did not say it, during the time she spent with the Queen Mother, as a slave, she could still tell that the Queen Mother loved Concubine Rao very much.

The Queen Mother paused slightly as she raised her voice. She turned back and glanced at the old woman who was speaking. Then she frowned and said, "This girl may be good, but she is just a wild horse after all."

The old grandma was slightly puzzled when she heard this, "..."

"When you go to the Emperor, the Ai family has something to say to him, so there must be no delay for a moment." The Queen Mother glanced at the ancestral hall behind her with unfathomable eyes, and then walked away.

Seeing the Queen Mother's solemn expression, the old nanny immediately saluted and hurriedly went to find Nangong Yi.

When Nangong Yi appeared in Zunyi Palace, the Queen Mother had just returned to the palace with the support of the eunuchs, and was sitting on the hot kang.

"My son, please see your mother." Nangong Yi swung his clothes and knelt on the ground.

The Queen Mother raised her hand, pointed at the pot of Biluochun and said, "By coincidence, I just made a pot of good tea. How about you come and help the Queen Mother taste it?"

Nangong Yi stood up and sat across the small square table across from the Queen Mother. He twisted the white jade porcelain teacup with his knuckled fingers and took a slight sip.

"It has a fragrance on the tip of your tongue. It is indeed a good tea. My son is really enjoying his taste today." Nangong Yi took another sip and said with a smile.

"This is the first snow that Qian'er asked the palace people to collect. I thought it would be best to use this pure natural snow water when making tea." The Queen Mother also took a sip of tea, but frowned.

Putting down the tea cup in his hand, he said in disappointment: "It's a pity that the snow water, which was originally the most natural and pure, was collected by us. We thought it was stored for future consumption, but it has changed its taste."

Nangong Yi heard this but did not answer. He just raised his eyes and tightened his fingers on the teacup slightly.

The Queen Mother paused, with the loving smile still on her brows, "Yi'er, is your Taoist Mother right?"

A smile tugged at the corners of his lips, and Nangong Yi lowered his wrist slightly, "My son doesn't understand what the queen wants to say, so please make it clear."

Queen Mother: "Yi'er, you are the son of the Ai family. How could you not know about the so-called mother and son being of the same mind? You are just pretending not to know.
Chapter completed!