Thinking of this, a trace of ruthlessness flashed through Yao Qingfang's eyes. When she came to this point, she could not retreat or retreat. She had long since no hope for the emperor, and the only thing she could rely on was her son.

Only when her son sat in that position could she and the Yao family behind her be safe. Since that was the case, don’t blame her. After thinking for a long time, Yao Qingfang took out a small box from the corner of the dressing table.

She stared at the little box for a long time before she sang: "Serve me to dress up."

Everything that happened in the palace was under Jiang Chan's nose. Xiao Zhaomin looked at Yao Qingfang dressing up and sneered: "She is going to do it."

Lin Lang said lightly: "I'm so anxious."

They all understood that this was Yao Qingfang's last chance. The success and defeat of the king were here, and the Yao family was safe and sound, and they were in danger.

If Yao Qingfang is defeated, then in this struggle for political, political power and profit, Xiao Zhaowen's lineage will be completely over.

Xiao Zhaomin: "My manpower has been arranged, but it is better to catch thieves and stolen goods until Xiao Zhaowen forces the palace to take action. As for his father, he would just be a rich and idle person with peace of mind."

Lin Lang: "Do you need me to do something?"

Xiao Zhaomin smiled and said, "No, just stay in the East Palace."

At such a dangerous moment, he didn't dare to let Lin Lang go out casually. One side was injured and the other side would have the same reaction. He didn't want to try again.

Last time Lin Lang made embroidery and had two needles on his finger, he felt it. This was still young. If he had a child in the future, would he still have to suffer the pain of having a child?

Jiang Chan smiled and said, "Of course, after all, you can get the benefits, so it's worth paying some."

The pain of having a child is that even in the real world, few men can tolerate it.

Xiao Zhaomin entered the palace, and Lin Langze continued to stay in the study space. She held the book in her hand, but for a long time, there was no movement. Jiang Chan sat opposite her, without saying anything, just looking at her meaningfully.

Lin Lang simply put down the book: "Can I see Your Highness's whereabouts? I'm not relieved when he passed by like this."

Seeing Jiang Chan staring at her, Lin Lang's eyes vaguely said: "I'm just worried that something unexpected will affect me."

Jiang Chan snapped her fingers: "Accident? That's OK."

She leaned back on the back of the sofa, and her fingers moved gently, and Xiao Zhaomin's movements were clearly visible in the space. Seeing Xiao Zhaomin's good, Lin Lang finally let go of his heart.

Seeing Lin Lang's expression calm down, Jiang Chan didn't say much. She did this task simply just to make soy sauce. She rarely took action, and even if anything happened, it was solved by Xiao Zhaomin.

Of course, in such a feudal era, the identity of Prince Xiao Zhaomin was indeed very convenient for acts. In comparison, Lin Lang's light was not that outstanding.

But this girl is actually very scheming, but she is good at hiding her weaknesses. Now it seems that this is a wonderful person. Two little foxes come together, and Jiang Chan is still looking forward to their development.

Her daily life is too boring, and she also needs some fun to adjust.

Seeing that Jiang Chan was not staying in the study space, Lin Lang's shoulders suddenly collapsed. She couldn't help but feel a little nervous in front of Jiang Chan, feeling that no thought could escape her eyes.

Lin Lang is sometimes afraid of this feeling. People as thoughtful as them don’t like the feeling of being seen through by others. It’s like they are cut open naked under the sun, without any privacy and secrets.

However, Jiang Chan is quite kind. Even if she knows what she thinks, she won’t talk everywhere. In other words, there shouldn’t be many people who dare to deal with her, right? It feels really bad to be seen through at first sight.

Jiang Chanqing Lingling's voice sounded: "Don't secretly whisper me, I know whatever you think."

Lin Lang immediately stood up and never dared to think about it anymore. She said she could not talk about people behind the scenes, right? Before she could discuss this, she was caught.

Jiang Chan glanced at the well-behaved girl like a quail and said with a smile: "I have quite a lot of friends, but I don't think of a little pitiful person like you."

Lin Lang shook his head wildly: "I never thought that sister, you are pitiful. I just thought that sister, you are so powerful. Who needs to stand by your side to avoid showing fear?"

Jiang Chan was funny: "There is no need for a woman to tie her up with a man in her life. When you are strong enough, these external factors will not affect you at all. I have experienced so many worlds, and there are countless excellent men who see each other, but if the other party is excellent, will I pounce on you?"

"As long as I live happily, it doesn't matter whether I have a partner or not." Jiang Chan always thought so. If the hearts of each other cannot be in line with each other, then why should I settle down? It is irresponsible to others and even more aggrieved to myself. Why bother?

Isn't it good to be Dumei? Anyway, the money she earns now is enough for her to spend several lifetimes, so there is really no need for her to tie her to a man.

Lin Lang was silent for a long time before biting his lips and said, "I don't have the courage to fight this world."

Jiang Chan said lightly: "It's just that our era is different. When you come to my world and receive the education I have received, you will also have ideological changes. This is not your problem, but the limitations of the times."

"Compared with the current boudoir girls, I think you are already very good. At least you already know how to resist and know what is wrong. This is more important than anything else."

After Jiang Chan left this sentence, she no longer paid attention to Lin Lang. Lin Lang was smart and did not need her to be a life mentor.

In the palace, Yao Qingfang went to the old emperor's bedroom after washing and dressing up. She waited outside the palace for a long time before the old emperor let her in. Yao Qingfang was so angry that she clenched her teeth, but she had to endure such humiliation.

It doesn't matter. After succeeding, no one dares to joke with me again. She told herself over and over again, and a smile slowly appeared on her face.

She had already contacted Xiao Zhaowen before she came. As soon as she took action, Xiao Zhaowen's people would rush in immediately. Thinking of the future of the Blessing Avenue, Yao Qingfang's back became even more straighter.

It was winter, and the old emperor was a life-loving person, and he wanted to take all his power into his hands. In addition, he had to evenly get rid of the rain and dew in the harem, and the iron-killing people couldn't stand it. He had been lying in bed for three days.
Chapter completed!