The Amnesia Beloved Concubine ( MTL)

94. Is it really that delicious? (microh)

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In the small Buddhist hall in the west hall of Renshou Palace.

The empress dowager, dressed in plain clothes, actually held a pair of sharp scissors in her hand.

While tears were streaming down her face and she was sobbing without making a sound, she was cutting and cutting the half-white hair that was hanging down.

The Empress Dowager had already kicked out all the palace guards and eunuchs in the Little Buddha Hall in advance.

Only then did no one come out to stop her crazy move.

Everyone in the Bolinghou Mansion kneeling outside the palace, except for Bolinghou himself, whose face was tense, all looked at a loss.

Today, a dozen members of their family were supposed to follow the emperor and empress to the southern suburbs of the capital to welcome the summer.

But before dawn, the Empress Dowager hurriedly summoned her to the palace.

But when she arrived, she never saw the Empress Dowager in person. Instead, she knelt outside the palace all morning.

Everyone in the Bolinghou Mansion is a pampered person who is accustomed to fine clothes and fine food.

I knelt for several hours under the scorching sun. Everyone was sweating profusely and their backs ached.

Especially for Marquis Boling's step-wife Wang, not only has her daughter-in-law Zhang been imprisoned in the past two years, but her son Cui Mulin has not been heard from for many years.

Today, for no apparent reason, I was forced to kneel in front of the temple for a whole morning.

Originally from a small family, the Wang family managed to marry into a wealthy family and enjoy happiness for decades, but then they encountered all kinds of troubles one after another.

She complained in a very low voice: "I don't know why the Queen Mother is so crazy to torment us like this so early in the morning..."

Upon hearing this, Marquis Boling glared at her fiercely.

It was the step-family Wang who spoiled his most beloved son Cui Mulin, and that was why he developed his dissolute temperament.

Maybe what happened today was caused by Cui Mulin who was outside.

I don't know how long it took before the Empress Dowager opened her mouth and told her brother Bolinghou to come in to see him.

Marquis Boling, who was over sixty years old, had a calm face, but his back was extremely stiff, and his nails dug hard into his palms.

When I pushed open the agarwood door of the small Buddhist hall, I saw that the ground was in a mess, with withered hair mixed with black and white everywhere.

And his younger sister, who was already revered as the empress dowager, only had very short short hair.

"What is Third Sister doing!?" Marquis Boling's pupils trembled and he was dumbfounded.

The Empress Dowager's eyes widened with anger, and she asked sternly: "It's the Ai family who wants to ask, what has Marquis Boling done in these years!"

Upon hearing this, Marquis Boling felt the blood in his body flow backwards, and his whole body swayed.

But he still had a chance, "What can a humble minister do? The Holy One is still here, and the Queen Mother is the mother of the Emperor. Why would she cut her hair without permission?" On

the other side, the Emperor's car slowly entered the palace.

Kang Yuyi was worried that nothing happened along the way.