The killer concubine of the sick prince

As soon as Zhao Ruixi stepped into the door of the imperial study, the teacup rubbed his cheeks and shattered behind him, and the tea soup splashed and wet the corners of his clothes.

"Bastard!"

Now there are only him and Emperor Meng Qing in the imperial study, and even the grand duke, who is usually by his side, is waiting outside the door.

"At today's court meeting, what do you look like!"

Zhao Ruixi kept his eyes on his nose, his nose and his heart, and turned a deaf ear to Emperor Meng Qing's reprimand.

"Openly provoking and contradicting me, why? You don't know who you are after marrying a princess and boarding the big boat of the Jiang family?"

"I am the master of this world! You are my son! Be careful that I strip you of your rewards and demote you to a commoner!"

common people?

Zhao Ruixi twitched the corners of his mouth, he wished he had nothing to do with this disgusting royal family.

"Why don't you speak?" Meng Qinghuang said angrily.

Zhao Ruixi replied straightforwardly: "I'm afraid of offending the Holy One."

This sentence somehow made Meng Qinghuang feel better, he paused, and said: "If you don't want to make me angry, please don't say anything, I naturally know that the Jiang family's adopted daughter has just been found, but you today What are the things you said at the court meeting? Are you blaming me?"

"Don't dare." Zhao Ruixi said perfunctorily.

"After all, you are an adopted daughter. You better know what you are doing."

Zhao Ruixi replied simply and neatly: "It's clear."

"I see you are confused!" Meng Qinghuang was angry again, "Go to the ancestral hall to think about your past, when will you figure it out and come out again!"

This time, Zhao Ruixi didn't even answer, and just pushed the door open and left.

Meng Qinghuang was so angry that he smashed the vase in his study to pieces.

After a long time, Emperor Meng Qing called the grand duke who came to attend, "Fulin, go and send the picture albums of the courtiers and ladies who have reached the age of marriage in Beijing."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

The dappled sunlight shone through the window sills on the floor tiles of the imperial study. Meng Qinghuang stood in the shadows, his red eyes seemed to be suppressing something.

After a long time, he panted heavily, and pulled off the collar of his bondage, "Su Qinghe, even if you are dead, your son is still torturing me."

"He won't get anything, and I will never allow him to inherit the throne!"

Zhao Fuqing's breathing gradually stabilized, his eyes fell on the sunlight that penetrated through, and he stretched out his hand to close this little gap, and the unlit room became extremely dark.

His expression was sinister and crazy, not at all like the Emperor Meng Qing that the courtiers usually saw.

Zhao Fuqing moved his fingers and said, "Come out."

Two black figures suddenly appeared in the originally empty imperial study, and the man in black kneeled respectfully in front of Zhao Fuqing, listening to the oracle.

"Go and find out the reality of Prince Xi's mansion, it's best to end up with that woman's life."

It is self-evident who the woman in Zhao Fuqing's words is.

The man in black clasped his hands and disappeared into the imperial study room without making a sound.

After all this was done, Zhao Fuqing felt that the tyranny in his body was relieved, and he called Grand Duke Fulin who was accompanying him again, "Fulin, drive Fengyi Palace."

Fengyi Palace is the queen's bedroom. Empress Xia was only a side concubine when she was in the Prince's Mansion. Later, Empress Su passed away, leaving her seat vacant for a year, and she became the current empress.

The influence of Empress Xia's mother's family is not small. Although she is not a powerful person, Mr. Xia has done good deeds and accumulated blessings all his life, and his disciples have spread all over the world, and Empress Xia herself knows how to advance and retreat. There is nothing wrong with it.

When Zhao Fuqing arrived at Fengyi Palace, Empress Xia was sitting by the charcoal fire peeling oranges. She peeled them very seriously, with gentle eyes, as if she saw someone who would never come back through this little orange.

The news from the servants interrupted her thoughts, and when Zhao Fuqing entered the palace, she saw Empress Xia get up in a hurry, with a half-peeled orange in her hand.

"Emperor Saint Ann."

Zhao Fuqing was in a bad mood, so he waved his sleeves casually, "Get up."

"I don't know what is the reason for the sudden visit of the Holy One?" After washing her hands, Empress Xia took a tea tray and sat opposite Zhao Fuqing, and put the refreshments just brought by the palace servants in front of him.

The news from the previous court spread quickly, and Empress Xia naturally knew that Zhao Ruixi had once again offended the emperor in the court hall, and now she even went to the ancestral hall to punish her by kneeling.

Even the doctors of the Imperial Hospital refused to allocate it to Prince Xi's Mansion.

She sighed quietly in her heart, just pretending that she didn't know these things.

"Hmph," Zhao Fuqing snorted coldly, "What else could be going on? That incompetent guy Zhao Ruixi blatantly contradicted me in court for a concubine!"

"You said that the Qingping Mountain incident is very involved. Now all the princes involved are detained in the palace waiting for investigation, but he is on the run because of the disappearance of the princess. Do you know what concubine Shu Wan and the others are talking about? Do you know what happened before? What are the officials of the DPRK talking about?"

"I'm really going to piss me off!"

Empress Xia's eyebrows and eyes were soft, and she put her hand on Zhao Fuqing's chest, "Your Majesty, don't be angry, the fourth prince is also worried about the safety of the fourth prince and concubine. She fell off the cliff and disappeared for so many days, and finally found it from the villagers. chaos."

"Does he know that he is a prince? As a child of the Tian family, he only cares about his children's private affairs. I don't have such a useless son as him!"

Zhao Fuqing was so angry that he wished to immediately strip him of his prince status.

Empress Xia lowered her eyes, as if she was sad, "Your Majesty, if the concubine was injured today, would you care about the concubine's safety?"

Empress Xia is a beauty, and a powerful beauty with aura and wrists, but now she is asking with a fragile expression, "Do you miss your concubine?" It really has great lethality.

Even Zhao Fuqing, who has been with Empress Xia for more than [-] years, rarely sees her in such a childlike manner. As the son of heaven and the emperor, his self-esteem is inflated and satisfied like never before. He holds Empress Xia's hand with sincere affection Said: "How can the Jiang family's adopted daughter be compared with the empress?"

"You and I have been in love for so many years, how can he understand with his enthusiasm?"

Therefore, Emperor Meng Qing, who had been lingering with other concubines for many days, finally stayed in Fengyi Palace on this day.

Xie Wanpin, who was in the limelight, did not know how many veils she had unscrewed secretly, and kneeling in front of her was the eighth prince who had finally come out of the ancestral hall.

Tell the child who is only 15 years old about today's humiliation.

After a long time, she leaned over and gently brushed the eighth prince's swollen cheek, "Don't blame mother for being cruel, if she doesn't have power, mother's son can't even call me mother."

Before reaching the position of concubine, even if the harem women give birth to princes and grandchildren, they cannot be recorded and raised under their own names. Concubine Wan, who has been in the palace for 15 years but is still only in the concubine position, has not even hugged her son well.

The Eighth Prince Zhao Ruiqi's eyes were full of pain. The 15-year-old boy who was supposed to be bright and clear seemed like a knife that had been tempered with poison.

On the other side, someone quietly sent warm clothes to Zhao Ruixi, who was kneeling in the ancestral hall, and someone was lurking in the dark night, preparing to sneak into Liuyang Palace.

[The author has something to say: the chapter on conspiracy begins]