Outside Fengxi Palace, the wind and snow are everywhere.

Zhang Biwu led more than a dozen court officials to kneel in the snow, allowing the wind and snow to blow, and the cold wind was still motionless.

Su Jinpa stood at the palace gate and watched them. After the wedding day, she felt the invisible power of these ministers and the cruelty in political confrontation for the second time.

It seems that there is no blood without swords and swords, but the confrontation between them cannot tolerate any mistakes. If one side loses, it means that the whole game will be lost, sometimes it is more serious than losing his life.

Today, Su Jinpa only knows that no matter what happens, Fengxi Palace must not let Zhang Biwu take a step.

This is definitely not just a matter of not seeing Zhao Qinglan, but a matter of authority when the Eastern Palace and the harem faced court officials like Zhang Biwu.

Now that Li Chen is not here, the majesty of the East Palace he has worked hard to build is all about him. If he compromises, he will really lose all of Li Chen's face.

In politics, face sometimes is something that must be fought for, because face represents authority, how many people fear you, how many people dare to disobey what you say, and what orders you give are power.

With his eyes falling on Zhang Biwu, Su Jinpatan said, "Mr. Zhang, I didn't know that you had the courage to force the palace before."

When Zhang Biwu heard this, he felt guilty for some reason.

He soon realized that this sentence was the same as Li Chen except for the difference between female and male voices.

Zhang Biwu even had a thought in his mind that Su Jinpa is in front of him today, so he has the courage, but if the prince had come in person, would he dare to come?

Before this idea could be answered, Zhang Biwu forcibly abandoned it.

It has no meaning, it will ruin our morale.

"I'm afraid, but this is definitely not a force to be a palace."

"It's not that you are forcing the palace, how dare you enter Fengxi Palace forcibly?"

Su Jinpa shouted loudly. Although she was a woman's delicate body, she burst into majesty that people dare not look directly at. She stood there in a lilac palace outfit, with a magnificent and quaint background, with a rich historical atmosphere and a strong palace atmosphere that combines imperial power, which further highlighted her like the supreme of the world.

The heavy snow flooded, which could not damage her demeanor at all. Instead, it seemed that even the wind and snow between heaven and earth seemed to be afraid of her.

"The Weak Minister..."

Zhang Biwu said two words before he was interrupted by Su Jinpa.

"Although you didn't go in, the palace and the queen both said that there were no outsiders in Fengxi Palace today. Not only did you not leave, you also led these people to kneel at the gate of the palace with great fanfare. What's the difference between this and forcing the palace to be forced to do so?"

"Zhang Biwu, I will ask you, if I don't let you enter the palace gate of Fengxi Palace today, would you kneel down here to die??"

This sentence is said, no matter Su Jinpa or Zhang Biwu, there is no way out.

Zhang Biwu did not answer, and replaced it with actions.

He knelt in his place, silent.

Obviously, it's just not compromise.

Su Jinpa stared at Zhang Biwu and said coldly: "Very good, then Lord Zhang will kneel down!"

After saying that, Su Jinpa turned back to Fengxi Palace.

While her lilac figure disappeared into the palace, the palace gate closed with a bang, and the sword-holder still loyally guarded the palace gate without anyone approaching.
Chapter completed!