Looking back at the Empress Dowager's wary gaze, Qing Yu indifferently reached out a finger, touching the Empress Dowager's forehead slowly yet swiftly.
The Power of Thought infiltrated, spiritual power suppressed, memories altered.
After tonight, the Empress Dowager would still be the Empress Dowager, she would still despise Feng Jiwu, still wholeheartedly consider her son, Qiu Wu. To the outside world, the Empress Dowager would appear no different from before.
Only one thing, she would no longer think of opposing Feng Jiwu. Despite the loathing in her heart, the Empress Dowager would no longer conceive any improper thoughts.
With the alteration of memory complete, the Empress Dowager slowly slumped into the chair.
Qing Yu's figure vanished in an instant.
"Someone come here," Feng Jiwu commanded in a deep voice.
"We are here," two palace maids entered Huangyun Palace, trembling with fear.
