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Zhao Yuanzhi, on the other hand, did not forget to put a lot of effort into it even after she had recovered her spirits.

Now, she seemed to be at the end of her rope. Most of the food in the mansion had been taken away, and even more than half of the maids and wives had been replaced. When it was still fresh, she was always on the lookout for trouble. Even the maidservants at the side couldn't stand watching on.

It was just a few simple sentences, but Zhao Yuanzhi was already angered to the point of death by it.

"Mother, the water in your cup came from the well at the Temple of Buddha. The doctor said, who else should I use to prevent the medicinal properties from being damaged?"

Ah!" I want to see the old master!

As soon as he returned from court, he was invited here by Senior Servant Liu, who was standing next to Zhao Yuanzhi, crying and making a ruckus.

He patiently listened to Zhao Yuanzhi's complaints. He already had a sullen expression on his face, which made his expression even gloomier. He didn't believe a word Zhao Yuanzhi said.

What?! She had used the words of the gods and ghosts to scare her. Even if something like this happened, she still deserved to be punished!

With the incident at the Temple of Fa Jue and his eldest daughter's performance, he had no choice but to look at her again. As for the person beside him, he could not simply use the word 'disappointed' to describe him.

"Enough, look at you. Do you still have the bearing of a lady of the House of Generals? You were humble and submissive, even though your background wasn't that great. But what about now? "He is arrogant and despotic. If it weren't for Qi'er and the honor of the Prime Minister, do you think you could have come back?"

Every word he said was filled with coldness. This was an emotion that Zhao Yuanzhi had never experienced before.

And at this time, standing at the side and leisurely watching this good show, Yu Yu's heart was clear. If it weren't for her painstaking planning, she would have never known about the political situation, whether as a father or as the head of the family, that Zhao Yuanzhi was still putting on an act.

"Master, I …" "I'm not like this, it's all because of you …" Zhao Yuanzhi's face was covered with tears. Her beautiful face was twisted by the pain and hatred from her illness. Where did all that beauty come from?

"Even now, are you still fighting against me?" At this moment, a strong sense of disappointment emerged from Yu Zheng's heart. He gritted his teeth and turned around with his hands behind his back, not even sparing a glance at Zhao Yuanzhi. He then instructed the maidservants and grandma standing by the door, "Men, madame is very ill and delirious, please serve her well. If you want her to behave like today, you won't have to work in this mansion anymore!"

The maidservants outside knelt on the ground and quickly answered.

Yu Yu couldn't help but be surprised. She hadn't expected that the reaction that was less than political would be so huge.

However, his thoughts changed and he could understand his thoughts. Zhao Yuanzhi was born into a poor family and had become the wife of the prime minister's wife. The difficulty and suffering that had to be endured in doing so was not something that an ordinary person could imagine.

Not much more than the political need to trust her to have the status she has today.

However, it was rare for him to clearly see this woman whom he doted on and trusted in his heart was actually so hypocritical and vicious. How could he not be disappointed?

"Master, I know I was wrong. I will never have a hard time with Eldest Miss again." Zhao Yuanzhi suddenly realized what was happening. Why did I lose my composure just now when I was standing in front of my backer?

It was rare for her to be able to say anything more clearly than political words. Saying that she was severely ill meant that she would have to rest in the courtyard for a very long time. How could a delirious person appear in front of everyone? As for how long it would take, even she wasn't sure.

No, she absolutely could not do this!

It was rare for politics to ignore her words. He looked over at her. His eyes were complicated, and he couldn't tell what he was feeling. He might feel guilty, he might be surprised, he might feel fatherly, but he was still not a responsible father.

"Xiao'er, it's because your mother is very sick that she is blabbering. After that, you don't have to say anything. You should rest in the yard during this time."

He spoke slowly and calmly as he saluted and thanked him. Only after receiving permission from the government did he bring his maidservants back to his wutong garden.

Zhao Yuanzhi was so angry at her own courtyard that she almost went crazy. However, she couldn't do anything about it. She was so angry that she passed out again …

With an attitude rarely seen in politics, the atmosphere in the mansion changed once again.

As rumors of Zhao Yuanzhi spread, the people in the audience became more respectful towards her. They all felt that the lady from the Prime Minister's Estate was truly terrifying. She could actually do so many heinous and heinous things.

One day, while she was flipping through a travel book in her room, Xiao Lan suddenly came over and whispered a few words into her ear.

Seeing this, the servant girl serving the tea at the side knew that her young miss had something to say to Xiao Lan in private, so she left with a meaningful glance.

"Are you saying that Jing Zhaoyin has already closed the case against the Hall of Justice?" Yu Yu asked with a calm expression.

"Yes, Master Hui An killed himself …"

Suicide, he thought with a cold smile. If he hadn't proven his innocence, the end result might have been suicide or murder, but the actual meaning was completely different.

Judging by her attitude towards Zhao Yuanzhi, she knew that if she did not have the ability to find the culprit, she would most likely end up like Zhao Yuanzhi.

"Miss, someone from the palace came. He said that Imperial Concubine Liu invited Miss to the palace."

While Xiao Lan and Yu Yu were whispering something in the house, a servant girl suddenly reported to them.

Imperial Concubine Liu? Xiao Lan and the other maidservants attended to him. After changing clothes and dressing up, they entered the palace carriage.

The path to the palace was already very familiar. In less than an hour, her carriage had already arrived at the Imperial Palace's West Flower Gate.

In Imperial Concubine Liu's palace, she naturally saw Rong Qian. This unpredictable Sixth Prince was really lingering like a ghost.

Salute. Greetings. After a series of complicated etiquette, Imperial Concubine Liu held onto a fresh hand, letting her sit next to her.

She seemed to have gotten used to this kind of closeness, as she sat down obediently with her head down.