All The Bigshots Love Me [Quick Transmigration]

In early spring, the peach blossoms in the imperial garden were blooming. The breeze engulfed the petals and fell on the palace steps not far away.

In the Chang’an Palace, Jiang Rui was sitting in front of the mirror and the palace maid groomed her.

The woman in the mirror is about thirty years old, with a dignified appearance and a gentle demeanor. She is not young anymore. She has been married for more than ten years and cannot be compared with those delicate young girls. But if you are a widow at this age, then no matter who it is, you will be afraid people will have to sigh, “Poor, young age…”

Jiang Rui’s identity in this world is the Empress Dowager, Xie’s family daughter, who has been in the palace for many years without coming out and raised a prince whose biological mother died early under her knees. It is the Little Emperor sitting on the dragon chair right now. Although the two are not biological, their relationship is not shallower than that of their biological beings.

Now the imperial court is in charge, the imperial government is in the hands of Lu Xingzhou, the great eunuch, and the emperor is just a puppet.

Now the eunuchs are in power in the court and the government is in the hands of Lu Xingzhou, the Chief Eunuch, and the emperor is just a puppet.

A few days ago, the Empress Dowager’s father, Master Xie, entered the palace with the intention of planning with her to eradicate the castration party, in order to revitalize the court, but he did not expect that Lu Xingzhou’s power had penetrated here. Even the Empress Dowager’s palace had his people. Although the little chamberlain did not hear the details, Empress Dowager Xie was really frightened. She suffered a serious illness. During the illness, she suspected that she was surrounded by eyeliners sent by Lu Xingzhou all day, lest she would be killed sooner or later, and she scared herself to death alive.

Jiang Rui got her body as a condition to satisfy her wish. Empress Dowager Xie originally asked to kill Lu Xingzhou, but Jiang Rui naturally could not agree, because Lu Xingzhou was her target this time. The Empress Dowager had to retreat and ask Jiang Rui to save the Little Emperor’s life and throne.

There was a little noise outside the palace. After a while, Hanyan, the palace maid next to Empress Dowager Xie, whispered in her ear: “Niangniang1, someone from the Chongzheng Hall has delivered a message that Your Majesty is crying and making trouble.”

Two thin eyebrows frowned in the mirror. Her dignified face immediately became a little more worried and distressed, “Do you know why?”

“Yes, it was His Majesty who took a nap earlier and he was just seen by Lu Gonggong2…”

There was no need to say the rest. Jiang Rui also understood that Lu Xingzhou’s methods could frighten Empress Dowager Xie an adult, let alone a five- or six-year-old Little Emperor.

She sighed softly, “Let the small kitchen prepare yam lotus soup. After being sick these days, I feel more comfortable today. I just went out for a walk to see Your Majesty.”

The Empress Dowager stopped in front of the Chongzheng Hall and Jiang Rui supported by her subordinates. When the palace maids saw her, they saluted one after another.

“The Empress Dowager is here!”

Before stepping into the hall, she heard a burst of choking. The voice was a little dumb and maybe he already cried for a long time.

Probably hearing the sound of the news, the person stumbled out of the hall and suddenly threw himself into Jiang Rui’s arms, “Queen Mother! Woo…”

Jiang Rui’s body was just recovering from a serious illness and it was much lighter. He pounced on her like this, so she took two steps back. Fortunately, the people who followed her held her back.

The Little Emperor did not notice. He just buried his face in her arms and cried more loudly, just like an ordinary child sees a backer after being wronged.

But he did not know that his Queen Mother could not even protect herself.

Empress Dowager Xie had been looking forward to her child for many years and gradually died of her heart. She only regarded the child she was holding as her own flesh and blood, so he was so pampered with love and spoiled like a jewel. So although the Little Emperor was born into the royal family, he cried endlessly when he was slightly unsatisfied, far less sensible than the first few princes in the ranking.

However, perhaps this is the reason why he was finally able to be supported by Lu Xingzhou to the throne. A brainless puppet is easier to manipulate than a determined puppet.

Jiang Rui wiped his tears with a handkerchief in one hand and patted his back gently with the other hand, “Don’t cry, what can you do if your throat is broken? The Queen Mother brought your favorite yam lotus soup, which was still hot.”

The Little Emperor sobbed, raised his head from her arms, and secretly went to look at another person in the hall.

There were a total of two desk tables in the hall. One is at the top, used by the emperor, and the other is on the left. The desk table is full of memorials. At this time, there is a person sitting behind the table, it is Lu Xingzhou.