There is a fake demigod in the East Palace

In the past 30 years, Ye Zhaoling either worked as a lackey under the Queen's seat, or tried his best to bring up the group of useless little bastards in the Lingjingxu. He was busy with nothing every day, and almost never had such a long period of leisure time.

Among other things, Rong Zheng's here is a good place to recuperate at public expense.After Zuo Zhonghou left, Ye Zhaoling had no interest in studying.He took out a piece of rice paper and spread it out on the table, picked up a pen to write on the paper.

Today's Ye Zhaoling was a little restless, before writing for a while, he threw away the pen, flicked his long sleeves, and waved the pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the table into the wastebasket.

Ink spilled from the inkstone, leaving a large pool of ink marks on the table.

At this time, there was a slight sound outside the door.Ye Zhaoling knew that it was Le Zhi who came, and every night at this time, she would come in to give him a tea break, and talk to him by the way.

Le Zhi always looks careless on weekdays, but his mind is actually very rigorous and meticulous.She only chatted with Ye Zhaoling about irrelevant gossip every day, as for the current situation outside, she would not reveal a word to Ye Zhaoling.

Ye Zhaoling took a deep breath, took out another piece of rice paper and spread it on the table, his brows were clearly knit together, but his voice was smiling: "Thanks for your hard work, let's put the things on the table first. Where did the TV series I mentioned get updated today?"

Today's joy is not quite right, unexpectedly he has not answered Ye Zhaoling's words for a long time.Through a screen, he couldn't see what Le Zhi was busy with.

"Yo? What's the matter today?" Ye Zhaoling turned his face to the side and looked at a black shadow outside the screen.

It was not Le Zhi who answered him, but a male voice.Rong Zheng calmed down and said two words: "It's me."

Ye Zhaoling's figure flickered slightly, and the smile that was already floating on the surface faded instantly.He instinctively tried to stand up, but sat back on the futon at the last moment.

He leaned over and picked up the brush from the wastebasket, and said nonchalantly: "I didn't expect His Highness to come to see me alone without worry."

Rong Zheng did come alone, without any attendants.He was still wearing a suit after attending a formal event, two buttons of his shirt were loose, and the tie around his neck was missing, like countless nights when he returned to the palace after get off work.

"There are at least twenty armed special agents outside the door." Looking at the group of figures behind the screen, Rong Zheng said, "If there is any abnormal movement inside, they will break into the door. Can't stand their submachine guns."

This was Ye Zhaoling's first meeting with Rong Zheng after his identity was exposed.The current situation is already difficult enough to understand, and it is really powerless to add emotional entanglements.They unanimously chose to erase the past and deal with it with the most rational and restrained side.

"Then please forgive me, Your Highness, for not being able to go out to greet him." Ye Zhaoling said, as if responding to Rong Zheng's sentence "King Kong is indestructible", "Humans and ghosts have different paths, Your Highness, it is better to keep a distance from me." .”

Ye Zhaoling said the words "Human beings and ghosts have different paths" so calmly that he didn't even notice that most of the rice paper that had just been spread on the table was smudged with ink.

"Guzheng has this intention." Rong Zheng didn't think about how to face Ye Zhaoling, he tried his best to ignore his feelings, and said to him in an extremely cold tone: "Recently, many people have told me that I am going to talk to you. Regarding matters, you have done a lot of good things for the empress over the years."

After finishing speaking, Rong Zheng threw the case in his hand onto the low table, looked at the figure revealed on the screen, and said: "I am grateful for your help many times before, and I will give you one last chance, Zhong Yu, I want to hear you say it yourself."

Don't lie to me again.

It's just that Rong Zheng didn't say this sentence until the end.

Le Zhi handed the dossier brought by the prince to Ye Zhaoling, and then silently withdrew.The secret agents outside the door did not dare to let the prince alone with such a dangerous person, and insisted on entering the room for protection, but Rong Zheng refused.

Ye Zhaoling was still sitting by the small desk in front of her window, Rong Zheng sat on the sofa in the middle of the room with his back to Ye Zhaoling, and there was a silk landscape painting screen between them.

In the past two years, they have also accompanied each other countless times in this way.You don't need to do anything, as long as you stay quietly by the other party's side, no matter how ordinary the night is, it will become bright and warm.

But tonight's situation is different, even the lights and shadows are extremely cold.For a long time, no one spoke, and the only sound left in the room was the rustling of papers.

Ye Zhaoling quickly flipped through the dossier brought by Rong Zheng, which recorded in detail what he had done over the years.Donggong has been waiting to catch his pigtails, and the investigation against the national teacher did not start recently.It's a pity that Zhong Yu's handle has not been found in the past ten years of investigation.

After the "National Teacher's assassination of the prince" was exposed, the investigation became very smooth, and many old cases were brought out along this clue.More criminal evidence was included, including Ye Zhaoling's own confession.

Ye Zhaoling knew that the evil deeds he had done were too numerous to record, and he could not refute every case recorded in the case file.Taking a recent incident as an example, Li Weidong, the intelligence officer Rong Zheng relied on the most, died at his hands.

Taking advantage of the crown prince's favor, the queen could not be merciful, and took this opportunity to push all the charges to the national teacher, but in Ye Zhaoling's view, there was no big difference between one more accusation and one less accusation.

After half an hour passed, the thick file was finally turned over.Ye Zhaoling's life was so long that he never looked back at his own life.But in these short 10 minutes, he seemed to re-experience this meaningless 30 years.

There are many old acquaintances of Ye Zhaoling in the dossier, some of them were imprisoned, some of them left the imperial capital with hatred and depressed all their lives, some of their wives broke up and their families were destroyed, and some of them were already dead.Ye Zhaoling remembered everything recorded in black and white.

"The situation is basically true." Ye Zhaoling stared at a young girl in the photo, and the last breath of life disappeared from her body, leaving only haggard ashes in her eyes.

This girl can be regarded as a distant cousin of Rong Zheng, and her father was one of the main forces who opposed the empress' ascension to the throne.The girl studied ballet since she was a child, and she emerged on the international stage at the age of 12. She is a rising star that has attracted much attention.

Later, her father was framed by the national teacher and imprisoned. She was forced to drop out of school and end her dancing career. After returning to China, she hanged herself at home because she couldn't stand the blow.

There are countless examples like this in the case files. In political struggles, the winner is the king, and the loser is the bandit. This is a well-known truth.But who would be willing to pay such a tragic price if they were in the middle of the game.

Hearing that Ye Zhaoling confessed his crime so straightforwardly without refuting a word, Rong Zheng felt unhappy.He looked at his reflection in the lamp and asked, "Don't you have anything to justify yourself?"

"I have nothing to deny what I have done." Ye Zhaoling closed the file and said to Rong Zheng, "Yes, I did it all, but you should know who is behind it."

The entire East Palace knew that Zhong Yu was just a knife, and the empress was the culprit, but they couldn't get any actual evidence.

"In order to pave the way for the empress, you also killed Emperor Mingde, Empress Gao, and Mrs. Wen for her?" In Rong Zheng's memory, it was not the first time he asked Zhong Yu this question.Before that, he had almost determined that Zhong Yu was the real murderer.Asking such a question today is simply superfluous.

But Rong Zheng still wanted to hear his own answer.

Like many previous interrogations, Ye Zhaoling fell silent again when encountering this question, and did not answer for a long time.

His silence had already given Rong Zheng the answer, and Rong Zheng watched his heart hanging in the air fall into the ice cellar, smashing his last sliver of delusion.

"okay, I get it."

Rong Zheng felt that he could no longer face this person, and he could no longer face himself.

Just when he was about to withdraw and leave, Ye Zhaoling's voice suddenly sounded from behind the painting screen.

"No." Ye Zhaoling said.

Although he knew that Rong Zheng couldn't see him, he still turned his head to look in Rong Zheng's direction, and said seriously: "Emperor Mingde did not die by my hand, nor did I murder your mother. It's also the first time I've seen the two drawings, and I've never interfered with Mrs. Wen's matter."

This was the first time Ye Zhaoling responded to this question directly. His voice fell for a long time, and Rong Zheng didn't speak.He seemed to be in a trance, with his back turned to Ye Zhaoling, motionless.

After a while, he said, "It's hard for me to believe you."

"I know." Ye Zhaoling pursed her lips and smiled, "You don't need to believe me."

Even if Emperor Mingde didn't die at the hands of Zhong Yu, there was only a blood debt missing from his hand, which could not alleviate his crime.As for Rong Zheng, before the empress buried all kinds of evidence, it was absolutely impossible to believe what he said.

Various evidences pointing to Zhong Yu's poisonous killing of Emperor Mingde also included Rong Zheng's own memory.

The memories of five-year-old children are too numerous to count. Regarding the memory of that day, all that Rong Zheng has in his mind are a few fragments that cannot be connected together.Rong Zheng was at the scene on the day of the crime. Afterwards, he forced himself to think about how his father died countless times, but to no avail.

Every night when he was awakened by nightmares, only Zhong Yu's figure was like a piece of red-hot iron, repeatedly imprinting flesh and blood outlines in Rong Zheng's heart.

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