The Prime Minister's Darling novel Chapter 527

Chapter 527: 262 Beat Up (One More)_4

Chapter 527: 262 Beat Up (One More)_4

Indeed, she was a woman who held the power of strategy, controlling two dynasties. When the Marquis of Xuanping was still playing with mud, she had already become the queen who was favored above all others in the palace.

But even the most capable person can have a fall; how did she contract leprosy?

Zhuang Taifu spoke in a cold voice, “Xiao Liulang is not who you thought he was. I’m afraid he recognized the Empress Dowager long ago. His intention for approaching her from the very beginning was not pure. Regrettably, we were kept in the dark. We even let him bring the Empress Dowager into the Capital City and persuaded the Emperor to reopen the Guozijian. Fortunately, the control of Guozijian hasn’t fallen into the Emperor’s hands, and there is still room for recovery. But no matter what, we can’t let the Empress Dowager stay with them any longer.”

This time, he did not rebut his grandfather’s words.

However, thinking about something, he remained silent for a moment, and then asked, “What does grandfather plan to do?”

Zhuang Taifu dusted his wide sleeves and said, “We will visit her in broad daylight and acknowledge our identities.”

In Bishui Alley, the old lady had just finished a round of cards and pushed the card table away, “That’s enough for today, no more games!”

The neighbours reluctantly went home.

Yes, even though they lost money, they still had fun playing.

This was mainly thanks to the old lady’s strategy of winning money. The old lady wouldn’t play cards with the same group of people every day, nor would she always take advantage of one person. For example, if Aunt Zhao lost yesterday, she would let her win a bit today. Everyone found it normal when there were wins and losses.

But if they calculated carefully, they lost their own money and won money from their companions. Nobody ever won any substantial amount from the old lady.

The old lady yawned and went next door to check on Gu Yan and Gu Xiaoshun.

Gu Yan was lazily lying on the bed asleep, and Gu Xiaoshun was sitting obediently on a small stool doing woodwork.

The old lady was pleased.

Xiaoshun was a good kid.

She didn’t have high demands for Gu Yan; it was enough for him to stay alive.

The Yao family was doing embroidery, and Xiao Liulang and the others were out and about. They hadn’t returned even though it was getting dark.

The old lady was hungry and went to the kitchen for some food.

The maid had gone to the Embroidery Building to pick up the clothes. The old priest was cooking dinner. _{freeweɓnovel.cѳm}

The old priest stir-fried a few common dishes, made a pot of asparagus chicken soup, and fried a few brown sugar glutinous rice cakes.

Next, he prepared food especially for the little monk – lily egg custard, tofu vegetarian meatballs, and fried vegetarian shrimp with vegetables.

“Have the children returned?” the old priest asked while setting the table. His tone was familiar and his address natural, just like Uncle Zhao and Aunt Zhao talking about their own children.