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Hanqin was not stupid. Even though her relationship with the Empress was not usually good, the Queen had become her best weapon and shield at this time, as she could not tolerate Ge Ya, and the Queen could not accommodate him either. What she needed to do was to send Ge Ya to the Queen.

Having interacted with the empress for so many years, she was still able to properly sit in the Imperial Noble Consort's position. One reason was because she had her own plans and plans, she could defend herself whenever the situation arose. She more or less knew a bit about the methods used by the empress, and more importantly, she relied on the emperor not pampering her, as there was no way to arouse the jealousy in the empress.

However, the woman who served him in the study room did not have such a good life.

If the emperor asked, then Ge Ya's accident would also be related to the empress. If the emperor was displeased and wanted to make things difficult for the empress, that would be for the best. She wished that she could be the only one left in the imperial harem …

Everyone was well aware that the empress was unwilling, but she was the master of a harem, so all the harem concubines and Imperial Noble Lady s were under her control. For matters of face, this was something that she had to do, regardless of whether she was willing or not.

It was also good for him to have a reputation of being a mother to the world and being kind to others. Just like how she would bring a old nanny to tidy up her clothes wherever she went, these were the so-called majesty of the imperial family.

Early in the morning, the astrologer had already entered the palace, and the emperor had already headed to the morning assembly at his appointed time. No one could save that woman, she only needed to stay in the palace for a few hours, and within a few hours, the news of the execution would spread. Amongst them was the girl, Ge Ya, who was serving tea with Imperial Study.

Her mental state could truly be cured.

It wasn't that she hadn't thought about it. What if that person was her half-sister? When she first saw the woman, her mind was filled with thoughts of the smallest woman in the Zhao Mansion back then. She had thought about whether that person was the strange and chaotic god, and that person was Du Yueyao, but at that time of Du Yueyao's funeral, although she was extremely low-key, but Madame Zhao knew about it, and the First Madame had personally confirmed it, that if she still had a breath of air around Du Yueyao, she should have been strangled to death by the First Madame. Furthermore, there were many rumors regarding this strange and chaotic period of time, but she had never truly met any person who could be related to Du Yueyao. Her father had even disliked her at one point of time, even disliked her as a result, and allowed other children to bully her after Du Yueyao's death.

Even if the matter turned into a huge mess, her father wouldn't step out and seek justice for her.

During this period of time, she was like an abandoned little wild dog, without a servant girl to accompany her, she did not have the old lady to take care of her. Although she was the young lady of Zhao Mansion in name, not even the servants were willing to get close to her.

Who would be so foolish as to get close to a puppy that was not loved by its owner?

Hanqin had already understood some of the reasoning from just a short time ago. Du Yueyao was doted upon by the Prime Minister Zhao, the servants then started to please them, fawning on them, and listen to her unruly and willful woman, Zhao Ci, call for help. Du Yueyao was dead, and in a moment she was gone, there was no one waiting on him in Du Yueyao's courtyard anymore.

Zhao Qin didn't really say much, but she liked to coldly look at those things in her heart, and it was also how she figured out her own methods and ways to deal with things.

However, how could that little girl, who looked like a dried jujube, grow up to be like this? Even if she had changed at the age of eighteen, this was too big of a change …

But what if? Before Du Yueyao married into the Zhao Mansion, she lived alone in a brothel. When she heard that her parents had passed away early, she didn't have any siblings, so if that woman called Ge Ya was really related to Du Yueyao, she could only be the Zhao Ci of that year.

Then if she was the Zhao Ci from back then, the little daughter born in Prime Minister Zhao, his sister? Did he still want to see her die?

Relying on the love of her mother, that little Zhao Ci was a natural disaster to her. Not only did the people with Zhao Mansion dislike her, they even hated her. Divide his hatred of her mother on her.

Besides, the child was even more spoiled than he was. After that, Du Yueyou passed away. She no longer had any protection, so there would no longer be anyone that bullied her. That unreasonable mother of hers would never come looking for trouble again. Thus, from then on, she and Zhao Min began to bully her openly, intentionally pushing her aside so that they could cut off her new clothes. No matter what she and Zhao Min had done, everyone pretended not to see it. Thus, they became increasingly bold.

The most excessive time, she and Zhao Min had pushed her into a lotus pond. Even though she knew that Zhao Ci was young, and that there was a high possibility that she would die as a result, she still did not have the slightest bit of hesitation or emotion.

As for the seemingly weak child who her mother had pampered and raised up as a child, he had suddenly become as lucky as a wild weed by the side of the road. She lay in bed for three whole days, unconscious for three whole days, her father unaware. First Madame did not plan to ask for a doctor for her. It was said that some shabby things had been prepared for her funeral. There was only a maid smaller than her in her room. It was as if she would die for sure.

She didn't expect that she would come back to life three days later. Furthermore, it seemed that she was much more difficult to deal with than before.

Zhao Min wanted to push him into the pond again, but she herself fell in.

But even though it was obvious that Zhao Min had ulterior motives, and yet she suffered, her father still did not blame Zhao Min. Instead, she restricted Zhao Ci in a very strict manner.

She sometimes thought that if Zhao Ci's mother wasn't Du Yueyao, perhaps she would have pitied her?

However, there were no ifs in this world. She was born Du Yueyao's daughter, and moreover, she was so hateful. No wonder she hated her so much.

He had never treated it as his sister, so naturally, he had no scruples or regrets.

The news that came back from Huai and the palace was that all the palace maids and eunuchs had been released, but they did not see Imperial Noble Lady Ya. Hanqin laughed coldly and instructed the palace maid to get the spring water.

If she was still staying in that palace, it would naturally attract the empress's attention. No matter what, she wouldn't be able to escape death. What she lacked right now was only a way to die.

No matter what, he could rest assured. The pot of peach blossom tea she steeped also seemed to have become extremely fragrant and sweet.

Hanqin had thought about it countless times. Then, no matter if Imperial Noble Lady Ya disappeared or was killed, or if the Queen used some other method, as long as she did not leave that Huai He Palace, Hanqin would take it. Then she would be considered to have succeeded. Currently, the one who was jealous of her was the empress. If she wanted to leave that Huhe Palace with just a few words, it wouldn't be that easy …

Her good dream also seemed to come to an end at that time. old nanny, who had been guarding the gate of Huhe Palace, came back to tell her that someone had actually taken Imperial Noble Lady Ya out of Huhe Palace just after noon.

"Who's so daring?"

The old nanny whispered a few words into her ear. The people from the Prince Bi …

The pot that was steamed was knocked over by Imperial Noble Consort Hanqin. She seemed to be really sick this time …

At this time, the outside world continued with the scenes she had planned for, and news began to spread that she had already recovered …

She held the rest of the empty teacup in her hands, using a lot of strength. Her joints were starting to turn white from using too much strength. A dark red dot on his ten fingers. However, she didn't seem to care. It was as if she wanted to crush the cup with her bare hands.

It was midnight two months later when Hanqin sent the palace maids back from the palace. She had already fallen asleep, but the old nanny had come to report.

"Empress, Xiao Yue'er has returned."

"Let her in."

She put on a pair of clothes with a tired expression. However, she couldn't wait to see the young palace maid that brought back the news.

"Empress, there are indeed a lot of rumors regarding Du Yueyao amongst the people, causing her to become extremely entranced. Indeed, it was said that in order to spread her reputation even further, the brothel which had previously operated her had hired quite a few famous painters to paint her portraits. The portraits were hung in some places in the capital that were filled with people.

But after Du Yueyao married someone, she did not appear in the brothel anymore. There were many noble young masters in the capital who were regretful that they were able to buy those portraits.

After all, she died ten years after leaving the brothel, and now that eight or nine years have passed since her death, the world has changed. Those rich families, even if they had it, would not be willing to take it out. He was afraid that his own backyard would be on fire, and he was afraid that he would lose face and status.

"Although I want to use force, I don't dare to openly say my identity in the palace."

After Hanqin heard this, she sighed and said, "You're smart."

"Any gains? What did my mother say? "

"Madam, after listening to what I said, half a month has passed. I've managed to find a way to get this for me."

She passed a slender embroidered box to Imperial Noble Consort Hanqin.

"Madam has thought of a way to get this done. I heard that it was taken well by the Prime Minister Zhao …"

Hanqin's mother was not her legal wife, and she gave birth to a daughter, but that First Madame gave birth to two sons! Naturally, she had absolute authority. After all, people of that era still liked their sons, and wanted to pass on their generations. Originally, Zhao Qin's mother was always being suppressed by the First Madame.

It was a pity that the two sons of the First Madame were not even half of the Prime Minister Zhao. Now that Zhao Qin had become the palace's empress, Zhao Qin's mother could be considered a mother to her son. He knew more about the secrets of the Prime Minister Zhao than anyone else, and trying to steal the paintings that the Prime Minister Zhao had hidden would only require time and space, so it was not difficult.

Hanqin frowned as she opened the embroidered box. Inside was a painting, which had been wrapped in extremely meticulous detail. Hanqin took her out and placed her on the table. Then, she opened the silk cloth that was wrapped around her. With a push of her hand, the flower roll slowly unfurled in front of her.

The beauty of the painting was truly stunning. She wore a spruce robe and held an ivory fan in her hand. Her face was as delicate as a three-month apricot flower. Her clothes were simple and elegant, but the hem of her skirt was filled with peach blossoms. There was also a red plum blossom hairpin stuck into that fine bun. She was elegantly sitting on a rattan chair and her arrogant appearance deeply stung Hanqin's eyes.

That man's appearance was exactly like Ge Ya …

However, she suddenly calmed herself down. After hearing from the old nanny that Ge Ya had lived a difficult life in Huhe Palace, she heard that she had been carried out, so the empress must have had her eyes on her as well. Hui Wei and the Queen were not easy opponents either. Even if Ge Ya was really cocky, she wouldn't have any good days ahead of him …

She then asked the maidservant to take out the silver taels …

"Go to Gansu, my father's hometown, and find out if Zhao Ci is here. Remember to get the evidence."

The girl accepted her orders and left. Only then did seem to be relieved, and asked the old nanny to help her get dressed and rest.