The Way of the Consort

Ji Zhao and Princess Fuchen were brought into the palace by the little eunuch.

For His Highness the Crown Prince, Ji Zhao was [-]% apprehensive and [-]% curious. All in all, he still wanted to meet the man who was destined to kill him with his own eyes.Unexpectedly, as soon as you enter, you will see a bead curtain hanging in front of you. The bead curtain is made of colorful jade, which is exquisite and lively, but it seems that the hall is becoming more and more deserted.

The little eunuch leading the way was at the front, Ji Zhao thought he would help them open the bead curtain, but the little eunuch just stopped outside the bead curtain, bent down and said to the inside of the bead curtain, "Your Highness, the princess and the son-in-law have arrived."

No one in the bead curtain responded, only intermittent coughing sounded.

It seems that this person's body is really bad!

Although Ji Zhao was curious, he didn't dare to raise his head to look in. He could only listen to the cough and make some guesses, but suddenly he heard sobbing again.He was startled, and quietly looked at Princess Fuchen, why is this princess crying again!

Turning around, His Royal Highness insisted on killing him!

Not only was she crying, she also knelt down suddenly. Seeing this, Ji Zhao had no choice but to kneel down immediately.

Just as the two of them knelt down, there was the sound of jade and stones colliding. Ji Zhao raised his eyelids to see, and an eunuch came out of the bead curtain. This one looked like a big eunuch, dressed in dark green, with a smile on his face, very kind.With a whisk on his arm, he bent down to help Princess Fuchen when he came out: "Princess, please get up!"

The little eunuch from earlier also rushed to help Ji Zhao.

Ji Zhao really didn't want to kneel, but Princess Fuchen didn't want to get up even if she was supported by the eunuch. She even made a big salute, so Ji Zhao had no choice but to continue to salute.

After saluting and raising her head, Princess Fuchen suppressed her crying and said clearly: "Fuchen came to see brother."

Ji Zhao didn't know the reason, but always felt that Princess Fuchen was a little weird.But after thinking about it for a while, he could understand that for a woman, marriage is a big deal after all, and when they see their loved ones after marriage, they always have to cry, right?

Although they are not actually husband and wife...

My sister was crying again, and said such things again, the highness inside must speak up, right?

Unfortunately, as usual, no one spoke.

Across the curtain, the current crown prince, Zong Zhen, looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar figure kneeling there, and was dazed for a moment.

Before he died, he was also imprisoned for many days. After his death, his soul was trapped in the same place for a long time and refused to leave. He died quite happily, but Ji Zhao stabbed his heart with a sword, but he died with regret.At the moment of dying, Ji Zhao told him how he would torture Fu Chen. Ji Zhao said that he would stab Fu Chen with wounds all over his body, and draw the most beautiful peony flower on Fu Chen's face with the tip of a knife, calling Princess Fuchen bled to death bit by bit.

Ji Zhao smiled and asked him softly: "Your Highness, the princess loves peonies the most, and she will love them, do you think so?"

He glared at Ji Zhao, wishing he could pounce on him and die with him, but the blood from his chest kept flowing out, and he didn't have any strength anymore.

Ji Zhao was still smiling, he threw the sword with a smile, and clapped his palms with a smile, with a light smile: "Your Highness really thinks this is a good idea, so let's do it this way."

Zongzhen gritted his teeth and wanted to ask Ji Zhao why, Fu Chen was sorry for Ji Zhao, but he and his father were trying their best to make up for him, giving him high officials, giving him power, trusting him, why did Ji Zhao repay them like this?He used to think that even though Fuchen and Ji Zhao had an affair, he valued Ji Zhao so much. He had no real brothers, and he regarded Ji Zhao as his right-hand man, and even his brother.

Does Ji Zhao really hate Fu Chen so much?

Even the trust and compensation between him and his father couldn't be offset?

Even if he hated his Zong clan, killed him, and took away the clan's country, why did he still torture Fuchen like that?

Fu Chen, Zong Yan, his only sister, the only relative left in the world.

Ji Zhao didn't waste too much time on him. After saying those words, he smiled happily and turned around, as if going to a feast.

The moment he turned around, Zong Zhen could still remember the first time he saw Ji Zhao more than ten years ago.

That day, he went out of the city on behalf of his father to inspect the newly planted special rice. On the way back, there was a mule cart running in front of him, and suddenly a child rolled out of the cart.The child was dressed in tatters, like a beggar. The child rolled out of the car, got up and kowtowed to the passing pedestrians with all his hands and crying, but he couldn't speak a word, as if he had been drugged with dumb drugs.

Anyone can see that something is wrong, these children should be photographed by Huazi, and if they are dumb and disabled, they will become beggars or sold to people with evil habits.The coachman who found someone missing in the front came back quickly, and scolded and carried the child into the car to leave. The child was crying in despair, and let the strong coachman drag him on the ground, leaving a lot of blood. None of the common people had the guts to go up and stop them. There were quite a few strong men on the other side, and they looked very vicious.

Although Zongzhen is a prince, he usually doesn't like government affairs, but he is not a person who does not like ordinary affairs.

He was going out of the palace in private, without the crown prince's ceremonial guard, and the carriage looked plain and unobtrusive. He was ready to send someone to take care of this matter.

It was snatched by someone else, right next to their cart, another convoy, a young man stepped out of the lead cart, and directly led his servants and guards to stop the mule cart.He led his family members to buckle the mule cart, and first carried all the children out of the cart, more than a dozen in a row.

Zong Zhen still remembered that there were several children who were carried down by that man himself.

When he held the child, his face was full of pity, and he couldn't fake it at all.He was dressed in white, but he didn't dislike those dirty children, and even carefully wiped the dirt on the children's faces with a handkerchief.

After detaining the child, he ordered the guards to tie up those strong men, took his post directly, and went to the city to report to the officials.

After watching the whole process, Cheng Shen, Zongzhen's personal eunuch, climbed into the car and told him that the young master had just returned from his ancestral home outside the Yangzhou Mansion, Sanlang Jun of the Ji family, Ji Zhao.

A few days later, the father mentioned Fu Chen's marriage and asked him if he had a good candidate, and he immediately thought of the sincere smile on the face of the Sanlang of the Ji family when he was holding those poor children.

After Ji Zhao left that day, Zong Zhen also became confused.

Was Ji Zhao just pretending from the beginning, or did he become such a person step by step?

Confused, his blood was gradually draining, and he seemed to hear his sister's painful cry in the distance.No matter what kind of person Ji Zhao was, whether it was his fault, his sister's fault, or even Ji Zhao's fault, at that moment, he regretted it.

He shouldn't have insisted on making Ji Zhao the son-in-law, he should have listened to his sister and allowed the two of them to reconcile.

He shouldn't have given Ji Zhao that much power, and he shouldn't have trusted Ji Zhao that much.

There are too many things he regrets.

However, it was too late.

He floated in the air, looked at himself who was dying, and heard his sister's cry in the distance, and woke up again, it was already the day after his sister got married.

Zong Zhen coughed violently again, as if he wanted to cough up all his heart and lungs, another eunuch Bao Qing beside him came up and patted his back, and handed him warm water skillfully.Zong Zhen coughed until his eyes were filled with tears, almost half of his body was slumped on the couch, he drank a few mouthfuls of hot tea, saw his sister look up, and asked anxiously: "Brother, did you catch a cold last night?"

Is all this true?

Last time, the day after they got married, he remembered very clearly that Fu Chen came to his palace alone, had a big fight with him, and broke up unhappy.

now--

Zong Zhen glanced at another kneeling figure.

Ji Zhao had already stood up with Princess Fuchen, only to hear the prince inside coughing desperately, which made Ji Zhao tremble with fear, fearing that he would kill himself if he coughed so badly.

Princess Fuchen kept asking anxiously, and was about to go in, when another eunuch came out and stopped her: "Princess, Your Highness is fine, don't worry."

Princess Fuchen's eyes were red, and she said angrily: "How do you all wait on me! My brother is coughing like this! Is it okay?!"

The eunuchs kept pleading guilty, but they didn't dare to let the princess in. The prince said that he didn't want to see anyone, including his own sister.

Fu Chen stood outside the curtain and said, "Brother, I'll bring a son-in-law to see you. Just now, the two of us have already met the emperor, and the emperor also thinks that the son-in-law is very good, so he named the son-in-law Marquis of Pingyang, brother, I cry , because I am too happy, the son-in-law treats me very well, I will get along well with the son-in-law, don't worry."

After Princess Fuchen finished speaking, she glanced at Ji Zhao.

Ji Zhao had no choice but to raise his head and say a few nice words if he wanted to, but when he caught sight of the looming figure behind the curtain, he felt chills wafting to his face, and he couldn't really say it, he wasn't a good-spoken person at all.He always felt that the people inside were staring at him coldly. After thinking for a while, he raised the corners of his mouth, showed his teeth, and smiled what he thought was the sweetest smile.

He doesn't speak, he just smiles!

Zong Zhen could see Ji Zhao's smile clearly. Before his eyes was Ji Zhao's complacent and indifferent smile before he died, and it was the first time they met. Ji Zhao didn't know if it was a genuine and indifferent smile.Zong Zhen's hand clenched, the cup hit the corner of the table, broke a hole, and was crushed by him directly. The several maids waiting inside silently exclaimed, and hurried forward to clean it up, and hurriedly went to Look at the puncture wounds on his hands from the splinters.

His palm was already full of blood, "Your Highness..." The voices of the maids trembled.

"It's nothing..." Zong Zhen said indifferently, and pointed to a court lady to come closer, and explained a few words, the court lady repeated it, no problem, and lifted the curtain to go out.

When the palace maid came out, Fu Chen asked anxiously: "What happened just now? Why is there the sound of objects breaking?"

The maid smiled and said: "Princess, don't worry, it's fine. Your Highness said that he is not feeling well today and coughs from time to time. It is difficult to see the princess and the son-in-law. Please don't take offense to the princess and the son-in-law."

Fu Chen immediately said angrily: "How could I blame my brother! Why did my brother cough so badly? He got a cold again? Have you ever taken medicine?"

"Princess, don't worry, the medicine has been decocting, and I will give it to His Royal Highness later. His Highness also ordered the maid to tell the princess and the son-in-law, and see you two when he is better. His Highness has a congratulatory gift for the princess and the son-in-law—" The maid looked at On the side, the little eunuch carried several boxes, and the maids in the back also carried several trays in their hands.

The court lady bowed her knees and saluted: "Your Highness said, I hope everything goes well for the princess."

Princess Fuchen was about to cry again, she looked inside the curtain, and reassured: "Brother, Fuchen will have a good time with the son-in-law!"

Ji Zhao could only smile brighter. Poor thing, his mouth hurt from laughing, and the leader inside still didn't give any instructions.

Zong Zhen stopped coughing, and the maid was bandaging the wound on his hand. No wonder Ji Zhao felt cold all over, he was indeed staring at that smiling face coldly.

This life is different from the last time. Ji Zhao never laughed like this in his last life, but he can wake up again. If he still lives the same life, what's the point of waking up again?

He looked at his sister again, his eyes became warmer.

Now that he woke up again, his father was still there, and although his younger sister was married, it was only the next day, so there was still time for everything.

"Brother, you must follow the imperial doctor's advice and take medicine well, you must..." Fu Chen explained each and every one in a "long-winded" way.

Ji Zhao couldn't stop laughing, so he could only grit his teeth and open his mouth wider, making a more joyful mascot look.

Laughing is so fake.

Zong Zhen only had ridicule and disgust in his heart.

If he had known that Ji Zhao was such a person earlier, how could his family, his sister, have ended up like that?

Zongzhen coughed a few more times, took another teacup, took a sip of water, and said to the maid: "Tell the princess and the son-in-law, since your majesty has entrusted me with the son-in-law's errands, I will be responsible to the end, tell the son-in-law to leave Worry."

"Yes..." The maid repeated and went out to convey.

Hearing this, Ji Zhao felt extremely unwilling. He didn't want to accept an errand at all. He really just wanted to play!

However, Princess Fuchen had already happily said "Thank you, brother", so he could only laugh more exaggeratedly, and said the first sentence he came to the East Palace: "Thank you, Your Royal Highness."

Zong Zhen sneered, wishing that when Ji Zhao died at his hands in this life, he could also say these words with a smile like this.