Queen Mother Deng smiled and said, "Look at your clever mouth. She clearly gave it to you, those of you, so she brought it to me. What kind of blessings are so blessed? You are all concubines of the late emperor and people of the Tian family. If they had not become a female child, they would have sung the Wenquxing of Donghuamen. How could they say blessed?" Although she said that, she fiddled in the wooden box twice, her eyes full of love.

When Lin Wanqing saw the expression of Empress Dowager Deng, she knew that the other party liked it. When the late emperor was there, she was always simple and self-control, and even the Queen Deng was the same. After her death, Empress Dowager Deng was still the same. Instead, it was better than Lin Wanqing, who had written the pen and had industries outside and enjoyed a wealth of life. I am afraid that even so many high-quality gems have never been seen. Thinking of this, she smiled slightly and said, "Empress Dowager, these are raw stones. Uncleared, they can't tell that they are very wonderful. Why don't I let the master of "Rongbaozhai" process them and pick a few good ones and use them to appreciate them with the Empress Dowager?"

"Yeah!" Empress Dowager Deng nodded and sighed: "It would be fine to hear that the eldest princess of Burma. The king is still very young and as old as my child, so his father died. It would be really difficult for him to be the king of a country."

Lin Wanqing smiled when she heard this: "Empress Dowager, I'll tell you an interesting story. I heard that the person in power in Myanmar at this time was not the king, but his sister. Moreover, the regent princess was about fourteen years old and had a beautiful appearance like a fairy."

"Oh?" When Empress Dowager Deng heard this, the middle-aged woman's gossiping nature was suddenly stirred up: "It's true, oh, this kind of noble girl like a flower bud, I really don't know which child is so lucky."

"Maybe it's our Han family's son!" Lin Wanqing said this, and glanced at Jiang Qingyue sitting on the side intentionally or unintentionally.

When Empress Dowager Deng heard this, she suddenly became excited and reached out to grab Lin Wanqing's sleeve: "Oh? Sister Lin, don't be happy to keep your appetite, talk about it!"

"Empress Dowager, I heard that when the mutiny was in a very urgent situation. When I escaped from the capital of Myanmar, all the people around me, except for a confidant, were all from my Dashun. Later, on the way to Dashun, even this confidant died. After the pseudo-king ascended the throne, the pseudo-king killed all the loyal ministers of the previous king. As a result, after the eldest princess returned to the country, there was no one who could trust his own people. It was rumored that this woman obeyed the advice of my Dashun officials, but was quite alienated from the Burmese people."

"This is nothing!" Queen Mother Deng asked in confusion: "I, Dashun, have the kindness of her survival and death. She has just returned to China and trusts the more familiar Dashun minister, which is normal!"

Lin Wanqing smiled sly: "Haha, if that foreign minister asks for a meeting, will this eldest princess meet in person?"

"This—" Empress Dowager Deng was stunned. According to ancient customs, she was already a completely adult woman, not to mention a royal family like Luo Lin, who had a noble identity, was even more rules in this regard. This alone could explain many problems.

Queen Mother Deng asked in a low voice: "Wanqing, who is the person you are talking about?"

"Of course it's Lord Chen Zaixing!" Lin Wanqing laughed in a low voice, but glanced at Jiang Qingyue beside her. Although the other party's face was not facing his own direction, he still saw the slight trembling of his shoulders.

"Yeah!" Empress Dowager Deng nodded slightly, without saying anything more, but Lin Wanqing knew from the other party's face that her purpose had been achieved, and she smiled slightly: "Empress Dowager, why don't this Guanyin look stay in your palace? As for these birds-" Speaking of this, Lin Wanqing turned to staring at the emperor whose eyes were about to be protruding: "Let's give it to Your Majesty!"

"Really? Mother!" The emperor looked at his mother in surprise. When he saw Empress Dowager Deng, who was very strict with him, nodded slightly, the young emperor almost jumped up from his seat.

"Thank you, my mother, thank you!"

The emperor's crisp cheer immediately echoed in the side hall. Lin Wanqing stood up and sneered at Jiang Qingyue's miserable white face.

"Why didn't the Jiang family say anything today? Could it be that they are feeling uncomfortable? Why would I let the Imperial Hospital come and take a look?"

"I'm fine, but I've been a little tired these days, so my sister has troubled me!"

Only then did Empress Dowager Deng hear the two of them answered, and said with a smile: "Jiang Bingbi, I will ask the palace maid to send you some ginseng and take good care of it."

Jiang Qingyue hurriedly bowed to thank him: "Thank you, the Queen Mother!"

"Get up quickly!" Empress Dowager Deng smiled and said, "You don't have to be too polite. This time, I'm saying that you are sending troops to Myanmar, thanks to you who strongly issued a debt to send troops. Otherwise, if you hesitate, you're afraid that the peace will not be completed. Unfortunately, you are a woman, otherwise if you are in the court, just by making suggestions this time, it will be a material for your husband!"

"The Empress Dowager is so ridiculous!" Jiang Qingyue hurriedly bowed down. In her heart, the sentence "It's a pity that you are a woman" that the Empress Dowager said just now was like a bug biting her, causing her to suffer extremely pain, but on the surface she could not reveal any traces, which made her heart more and more painful, which was reflected in her face, and her face became paler.

Seeing this, Empress Dowager Deng hurriedly said, "Oh, why are your face getting ugly? Go down and rest, there is no need to be polite!"

"I thank the Queen Mother!" Jiang Qingyue's patience reached a limit at this time, and she hurriedly bowed and retreated. Lin Wanqing's voice came from behind her ears.

"Please rest assured to Empress Dowager. I will invite the Imperial Doctor to Jiang Bingbi's place later!"

On the carriage, Jiang Qingyue's heart was like her body, rising and falling on the carriage. In fact, she did not regret rejecting Chen Zaixing's courtship back then, and chose to stay in the palace and become a member of the imperial edict. If she had the opportunity to make another choice, she would still give the same answer. This is not that she did not love Chen Zaixing back then, but for Jiang Qingyue, compared to becoming a successful man, she would rather use her own hands to control power. She made this choice. Now she is only one step away from the peak of power that a woman could reach in this empire, but for some reason, she was indescribable anger and pain in her heart.

The little emperor is eight years old. When he is thirteen years old, at most fifteen years old, a group of female officials in his early twenties will appear around him. Like Jiang Qingyue, these female officials are orphans raised by the palace. They have received the best education since childhood. After rigorous selection, the best among them will appear next to the ungrown emperor, grow up and learn with the emperor, and the power in their hands will gradually be eroded by them. By the day when the emperor takes power, no matter how reluctant he is, he must hand over the power in his hands to them - the new generation of the pen and the order, and he can only retreat behind the scenes and live a deserted and lonely life.

"Five years, only five years are left!" A voice in Jiang Qingyue's heart shouted loudly: "Did I have paid so much and changed only to such a little thing?" His talents, beauty, and wisdom cannot change all this, because the empire has an iron law. No matter how great power they actually hold with the pen and the order, they are theoretically just the emperor's court secretary, and all their power comes from the light and heat emitted by the emperor's star. Once the star is extinguished, they will become cold and hard rocks again, just like the palace where they are about to live.

What about Chen Zaixing? Although he gave up the bachelor's degree in Hongwenguan, which countless people envied, and left the center of the empire, he was like an iron, and was attracted by the magnet of power whenever he had the chance. With this great achievement, he was very likely to return to Hanjing. If he considered his return to Beijing, his experience in Myanmar in recent years had almost no damage to his career. The episode of going to Myanmar this time seemed to be just to add a romantic affair with a foreign princess. Neither the queen mother nor the young emperor would have any opinions on him because of these rumors, it was just because he was a man and he was a woman!

Jiang Qingyue almost broke her nails. Compared to the pain in her heart, this pain is simply not worth mentioning. Why did God give her the ability and luck, but she was once again a daughter, and could only hide behind others, and could not dance on the big stage of this era and dance enthusiastically.

"Empress Jiang, you have arrived!" The voice of a strong woman came from outside the curtain. Jiang Qingyue hurriedly packed her makeup and walked out of the carriage. At this time, she returned to her usual cold and self-sustaining appearance. She lifted her sleeves and walked quickly towards her residence.

"Empress, the shopkeeper Zhou of Rongbaozhai has something and a letter to send!" a confidant female official whispered.

"Well, send it to my room!" Jiang Qingyue nodded and walked straight to the washing room. After washing up, she returned to the bedroom and saw a small ebony box on the bedside table. There was a letter on the box. Jiang Qingyue picked up the letter and opened the envelope casually. She saw the letter paper in familiar cursive writing: "Qingyue is so beautiful!" Jiang Qingyue immediately felt her breathing rapid. She instinctively pressed the letter paper on her towering chest, as if there were invisible eyes in the room peeking at her.

After a while, Jiang Qingyue felt her breathing gradually calm down. She stood up and shouted: "Come on!"

"The villain is here!" The female official walked in and bowed to Jiang Qingyue.

"When did this letter be sent? Did the person who came left anything?"

"Report to the Empress that the letter and the things were delivered at around 3 o'clock in the afternoon. The person who came said it was a letter from an old friend from Myanmar. There were a little gadgets for the Empress to enjoy. Please store them!"

"Yeah!" Jiang Qingyue nodded: "You've gone down. If an outsider comes, I'll say I've got some rest and let them come again tomorrow!"

"Yes, Empress!"

When the female official brought the door to the room, Jiang Qingyue sat back on the bed and pressed the lower edge of the wooden box casually. With a creaking sound, the lid of the box was opened. Jiang Qingyue couldn't help but take a breath of air conditioning. There was a ruby ​​the size of a pigeon egg in the box. This ruby ​​was a finished product after processing, and it was a chicken heart-shaped and emitted a charming red light under the light.

Jiang Qingyue's eyes seemed to be sucked by honey, sticking to this gem. In fact, it is no wonder that although rubies are a specialty of Burmese, they are generally good for twenty or thirty carats, and sixty or seventy carats are extremely rare. Moreover, there are mostly many cracks inside natural rubies, such crystal clear and so large, but there are not many pieces of the Burmese royal family saved over the past thousand years. Although the number of the gems and rough stones that Jiang Qingyue had seen in Queen Dowager Deng before, if it were valued, they might not be as good as the one in the box. Although Jiang Qingyue is extraordinary, she is still a woman. How can women in the world not like beautiful gems?

After a while, Jiang Qingyue pulled out his eyes from the wooden box and opened the letter to look carefully. He saw that the following words were written on the letter paper in her familiar handwriting: "Qingyue is so kind! I have collected this thing from the Burmese royal family. I will give it to you for fun. I hope you don't abandon it! Alas! Although this thing is precious, if I can easily spend a day with you, how could I be stingy?"
Chapter completed!