The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl

Madam! Madam! Qin Lu hurriedly crawled over to look at the fainted Madam Qin, seeing that Madam Qin's eyes were closed tightly but she was still crying, Qin Lu was also in tears, Madam! Madam! , wake up...

A tray was placed in front of Qin Lu. For a moment, the crying in the room stopped abruptly. Qin Lu stared at the piece of finger on the tray without blinking, his teeth colliding. The voice came out clearly with his trembling mouth, harsh and unpleasant.

Next time, if you still don't know anything, it's just two fingers. After chopping off your fingers, you still have your toes, said the person sitting upright, but don't worry too much about Mr. Qin, Mr. Qin's life. Let's take care of it, and we will definitely not let him die.

I...I'll fight with you! The next second, Qin Lu rushed towards the man like crazy, but before he could stand still, he was kicked hard on the knees with a plop He fell to the ground again.

Chief Qin, if I were you, I wouldn't do such a stupid thing again. After all, Mr. Qin is still in my hands. If something happens to me, who can protect Mr. Qin? Don't you think so? The man sneered, and while getting up and striding out of the room, he said calmly, Send the head of the Qin court and Mrs. Qin back to the residence.

Yes, I obey. The guard bowed.

...

Jiasheng thirty-three years September twenty-fifth

Royal study.

The imperial study room has never been so lively. The sound of women crying and men shouting and kowtowing can be heard endlessly. Before An Zishang entered the hall, he had already heard the commotion inside. The more he thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong. Shang was too busy to hurry over, wanting to ask Zhao Ruhai something.

Eunuch Zhao, who are the people in the imperial study? An Zishang asked in a low voice.

Imperial Concubine, Prince Rong, Princess Rong, and Master Zhao, Minister of Dali Temple, Zhao Ruhai said slowly, while slightly bowing to An Zishang, An Shangshu, please.

An Zishang was startled, he thought he had to wait outside, waiting for the people inside to come out before going in to face the saint, he never expected that there would be the imperial concubine, Prince Rong, and Da'an family inside, these three people and himself It's related, but how did Dali Siqing get involved?

At the moment, An Zishang couldn't let An Zishang think too much, Zhao Ruhai had already opened the door curtain, An Zishang entered the imperial study in a hurry, and then saw his daughter Da'an sitting on the ground crying like a tearful person, and her Kneeling on the ground were Prince Rong Zhong Mingzheng, Minister of Dali Temple Zhao Xuantong, Zhong Zhiheng and Imperial Concubine Zhao Si sitting on the soft couch, their expressions were not very good, hearing the footsteps, they all turned towards An Zishang Looking at it, the eyes are extremely complicated.

My minister pays my respects to the Lord Long Live and the imperial concubine, An Zishang knelt down on the ground amidst all the complex gazes. While saluting Zhong Zhiheng and Mrs. Zhao, he looked at the walnuts whose eyes were swollen from crying. Like Da'an, his heart was in a state of ups and downs, he paused, and then he said his words carefully, I don't know Prince Rong...

Father! Before An Zishang could finish speaking, Da'an was crying again, My daughter is innocent! My daughter is really innocent!

Shut up! Before An Zishang could speak, Mrs. Zhao had already opened her mouth. She glared at Mrs. Da'an fiercely with unconcealable disgust, and said coldly, You keep shouting for innocence, but Mrs. Zhao's daughter, Didn't it kill you? At this moment, in front of Mr. Zhao, you still have the face to call something innocent!

Mother and concubine, how can this be blamed on the daughter-in-law? Da'an heard Zhao's words, and her lips trembled with anger. She was spoiled by An Zishang and Mrs. An, and later became an honored relative. When the concubine gave birth to a little son, she became even more flamboyant and domineering, and she was used to being indifferent, If it wasn't for your idea, how could the daughter-in-law be...

Okay! Zhong Zhiheng slapped the table suddenly, looked around the crowd with an irritable and gloomy face, and said coldly, Isn't it embarrassing enough?

Long Live Lord, calm down! A group of people knelt and kowtowed in a hurry, only then did the room finally quiet down.

I'm afraid An Shangshu is still confused? Zhong Zhiheng took a sip of his tea and looked at An Zishang, while frowning and glaring at Zhong Mingzheng, he said in a deep voice, Hurry up and tell your father-in-law about the cause and effect.