At Jiang Yourning's words, Cui Zhao'an couldn't help smiling, her hands unconsciously clenching beneath her sleeves.
How could she not blame them?
Over the past few days, she and the emperor had played a game of chess, disposing of Nanny Mei and all those young palace maids and eunuchs with impure intentions.
Only when the whole truth came to light did she learn that the original Nanny Mei had long since died. The woman who had stayed by her side all these years had actually been planted there by her eldest aunt, someone her maternal family had always trusted.
Her father had once gone to war with the Old Marquis. After he died on the battlefield and her mother passed away from grief, the Old Marquis had adopted her as his daughter, and the Old Madam had lovingly raised her.
Though she had grown up in the Gu Family, she had always kept the surname Cui. Her uncle and aunt's family had always been close to her, so she had remained in contact with them. Over the years, the Cui Family had leaned on her influence and prospered more and more.
Who would have thought...
Some people were born white-eyed wolves whose hearts could never be warmed. Unsatisfied with their current standing, they had actually dreamed of having her younger cousin replace her as mistress of the palace one day.
They hadn't even stopped to consider whether they were worthy!
Fortunately, her daughter had recently been busy making money and had grown close to Jiang Yourning.
She had offered an offhand excuse, and her daughter hadn't asked any more questions about Nanny Mei.
After night fell.
As the palace banquet was about to begin, Jiang Yourning had intended to take Little Wukong to find her mother.
Unfortunately, Cui Zhao'an