Shen Yaowei would rather copy Buddhist scriptures than face Queen Mother Su and Su Baohua.

She stood up, bowed to Queen Mother Su, and then left with the prince.

"The Queen Mother, I have learned a massage technique from a folk doctor. I heard that you haven't been sleeping well recently. Why don't you let me give you a massage? It will be good for your sleep." Su Baohua was in a good mood. Said to Queen Mother Su.

Queen Mother Su nodded slowly.

Over there, after Eunuch Wang brought Shen Yaowei to the Buddhist hall, he cleared his throat and said, "Miss Shen, you can feel free to copy scriptures here. No one will disturb you."

After saying that, Eunuch Wang turned around and walked out of the Buddhist hall. After closing the door, he also locked it.

Listening to the crisp sound of the lock locking, the timid expression on Shen Yaowei's face disappeared, and the corners of her lips raised slightly.

After taking out the small puppet directly from his sleeve, Shen Yaowei looked around and fixed his gaze on the bronze mirror placed on the cabinet not far away.

She stood up slowly and walked towards the cabinet.

She took the mirror and returned to her seat. Shen Yaowei placed the mirror and puppet in front of her, then put her thumb between her lips and bit it.

Immediately the pain brought tears to my eyes.

With tears in her eyes, Shen Yao drew the same spell on the mirror and the puppet with the blood coming out of her fingertips.

I saw that the originally flat mirror surface suddenly rippled with lines like water ripples, and then, the scene of the inner hall appeared on the mirror surface.

Queen Mother Su was sitting on a soft pillow with her eyes slightly closed, looking like she was enjoying herself.

Su Baohua was sitting next to her, putting his hands on Queen Mother Su's legs and squeezing them.

"These two get along well..." Shen Yaowei said with a smile while picking up the little puppet.

Su Baohua was massaging Queen Mother Su's legs with ease. Seeing Queen Mother Su's expression of enjoyment, she hesitated and said: "Aunt, my daughter's attitude towards King Zhao is a lesson to be learned. I don't want to marry another man in this life. Even if I am. Even if a woman cannot be the concubine of His Highness King Zhao, it is fine. I just ask my aunt to make it happen."

"The Ai family doesn't have the final say on this matter." Empress Dowager Su didn't even bother to raise her eyes, "The emperor has the final say."

As soon as she finished speaking, she felt a pain in her leg.

Queen Mother Su's face changed with pain, she opened her eyes, and looked at Su Baohua in disbelief: "Did you just pinch Ai Jia?"

And Su Baohua's face was uglier than Queen Mother Su's.

I'm coming.

This damn feeling of not being able to control my body is here again!

"Aunt, I..." Before Su Baohua could explain, she raised her hand uncontrollably and slapped Queen Mother Su directly in the face.

There was a crisp sound, and all the eunuchs and maids in the inner palace were stunned.

Five red finger prints appeared on Queen Mother Su's left cheek, and she seemed to be even more shocked as she froze in place.

Su Baohua looked at the marks on Queen Mother Su's face with trembling soul, and the despair in her heart was like a tide, drowning her.

She wanted to kneel down and beg for mercy, she wanted to explain to the Queen Mother, but her body refused to obey and she couldn't open her mouth.

"You, you..." Queen Mother Su had never experienced such humiliation. She raised her hand and pointed at Su Baohua tremblingly.

But before she could tell her why, an extremely exaggerated smile suddenly appeared on Su Baohua's face, and he laughed loudly and then raised his hand and slapped her on the right cheek.
Chapter completed!