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"No need to say any more, please step back." Nie Wushuang turned his head and stopped looking at Yang Zhi.

Yang Zhi felt pity in his heart and could only retreat quietly.

Nie Wushuang waited until there was no sound behind her, then slowly turned her head. The anger on her face had disappeared, replaced by a trace of desolation. She lowered her eyelashes, sighed, and called the palace maid to whisper. After a while, Deshun's plump figure appeared on the side of the covered bridge.

"What are the Queen's orders?" Deshun asked with a smile.

Nie Wushuang took a deep breath: "From today on, you will be the chief internal officer of Chenghua Palace."

The smile on Deshun's face froze slightly, and when he turned around, he knelt down quickly: "Thank you for your grace! Thank you for your kindness!"

"There's no need to thank you in a hurry. Eunuch Yang is an old man in the palace. You can't touch him easily, and don't let him know what you do." Nie Wushuang said to Feng calmly.

"Yes, this slave naturally knows." Deshun nodded in agreement. The chief chamberlain, this is the biggest job in the palace! It is also what he expects most in his life.

"Empress, what did Eunuch Yang commit? To make the empress so angry?" Deshun saw the seriousness on Nie Wushuang's face and couldn't help but ask.

"It's nothing, everyone is his own master. The fate between me and his master and servant only ends today." Nie Wushuang said lightly. She paused and her eyes gradually turned cold: "You must remember that from now on you will only have me as your master! If you need anything, you can ask and I will give it to you. As long as you do what Yang Zhi does, I will give it to you." ……Understand?"

Like Yang Zhi? Deshun suddenly felt a little embarrassed on his face. Yang Zhi's wide network of contacts and his ability to win over people's hearts could not be matched by Yang Zhi's, but this was not the time to be embarrassed about this. He knelt down again, straightened his sleeves, and said solemnly: "Yes! Queen, don't worry, this slave will definitely be loyal to the Queen, even to the death."

As Nie Wushuang listened to his words of pledging loyalty to the death, the weight in her heart did not lessen. If she took this opportunity to drive Yang Zhi away, it would be equivalent to breaking an arm. But if Yang Zhi doesn’t leave, what can he do? From now on, every move she makes will be under Xiao Fengqing's eyes, but she doesn't even know what Xiao Fengqing does.

This feeling is too terrible.

She took a long breath and said calmly: "That's all, please step back."

"Yes!" Deshun left happily. Nie Wushuang watched him leave with a complicated expression.

…

At night, with the breeze blowing, Nie Wushuang went to bed early to rest after washing herself. She didn't sleep last night, and she was tired after returning to the palace today. As soon as she hit the pillow, she fell into a deep sleep. It's just that I didn't sleep peacefully. The palace maid was talking and whispering through the curtains, and her voice seemed to be right in her ears. There was also the sound of the chamberlain walking around softly outside, which could not make her sleep peacefully.

Suddenly, someone seemed to come in, bringing with them a chilly air from outside. She wanted to open her eyes, but she couldn't.

Someone asked the palace maid a few questions in a low voice, the voice was familiar and low, clear and sweet. She opened her eyes suddenly.

Xiao Fengming came over and was about to cover her with a thin quilt when he suddenly met her big dark eyes.

"Are you awake?" He smiled and helped her stand up.

Nie Wushuang felt that her body was heavy. She leaned lazily on his chest, exhaled a breath of turbid air in her heart, and asked in a low voice: "The emperor is here?"

"Yes. I'll come here after handling the military affairs." Xiao Fengming held her in his arms, and the faint ambergris from his body entered her nose. Such a calming breath made her couldn't help but take a few more breaths. The hall was silent, except for the ticking sound of the copper drain that was particularly clear. The disturbing sounds all faded away, leaving only his steady heartbeat in his ears.

"I heard that you removed Yang Zhi as the chief internal manager?" Xiao Fengming asked thoughtfully.

Nie Wushuang snorted sadly.

"For what?" Xiao Fengming asked again. Nie Wushuang raised her head, met his searching deep eyes, and was slightly startled.

"Does the Emperor have to ask?" Nie Wushuang lowered his eyes and asked calmly.

The hand holding her tightened slightly, and both of them were speechless for a moment.

"The position of chief steward is not a humble position. You may have your own reasons for your arrangements, but don't dissatisfy the palace and accuse you of nepotism." Xiao Fengming said.

Nie Wushuang felt depressed when he heard this, but he couldn't explain clearly why he made such an arrangement. After a while, he said: "Didn't the emperor also not tell me the inside story of the assassination on the cliff of Shanglinyuan Mountain? I just exempted myself from the position of a slave. ……you……"

She suddenly fell silent, and there was a solemn look in Xiao Fengming's eyes that she didn't understand.

"My concubine... I admit my guilt." Nie Wushuang lowered his head, revealing a section of his fair and pitiful neck.

Xiao Fengming's eyes were unclear. After a long time, he sighed: "So you still care about this matter. Do you really want to know who is behind it?"

Nie Wushuang raised his head, a faint pain flashing through his eyes. Even if he didn't tell her, she had already found out, but she still couldn't feel at ease if she had to hear him say that name with her own ears.

"Who is it?" Nie Wushuang asked calmly.

"There is a name that was rubbed off on the arrow, Gu Qinghong." Xiao Fengming said calmly.

"Ah——" Nie Wushuang felt sad and pretended to shout: "Why is it him?"

"Do you think it's him too?" Xiao Fengming asked, raising her chin, but he couldn't help but see the glint of water in her eyes.

"It's not that I think it's him, but that he is the only one who would do this." Tears rolled down Nie Wu's eyes: "He wants to kill my concubine, and he also wants to... kill the emperor!"

How big should it be?

How can he be so heartless with hatred? How much hatred must she have to have such murderous intention towards him?

Tears rolled down her face, and she cried silently in Xiao Fengming's arms.

Xiao Fengming saw her so sad and suddenly said: "Wushuang, sometimes things are not what they see."

"What?" Nie Wushuang raised his head, tears still in his eyes. But the voice was tight.

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