Jiang Tang is the second queen today.
If nothing else goes wrong, she will wait for the sick emperor to run out of oil and continue to quietly be a vase queen, just as her father expected.
Sure enough, less than two years later, Jinshang passed away. Due to the young age of the prince, various forces were ready to move until Prince Yi, who had never been involved in worldly affairs, led his army to the capital.
There is no worst situation in life, only worse. Who is this Prince Yi? That was Jiang Tang's fiancé, who had been waiting for her for four full years with great expectations. However, she broke off the engagement and became the ruler of the middle palace. This slap was a resounding one.
As the side with the strongest troops and horses in his hands, Jiang Tang was really determined to lose if he fell into his hands.
It was a hazy year, and Xue Bushu entered the palace wearing silver armor. This was the first time he took a close look at his former fiancée.
The Queen Mother was in her prime, dressed in white and nestled in front of the late Emperor's coffin. Her glowing eyes looked at everything around her uneasily, looking extremely pitiful.
He closed his eyes in annoyance, and then approached her: "Does the Queen Mother want to secure this position? Then use yourself in exchange!"
At the beginning, one of the two was in charge of the former court, and the other was in charge of the inner palace. They occasionally crossed paths but remained on the same page.
Until the Queen Mother thanked him for his hard work and gave him money, jewelry and beauties.
Xue Bushu's eyebrows jumped as he looked at the dozen or so beauties with their own styles. Yehan went straight into the imperial court with a stinky face and tore through the window paper. He held her waist, forcing the corners of her eyes to turn red and unable to retreat: "What I said is to trade with yourself. Do you understand, Queen Mother?"
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