The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl

Zhong Zhiheng looked at Zhao Changrong's figure in disgust as he disappeared outside the curtain. With Concubine Shu's cautious character, how could she let her maidservant send persimmon cakes to Concubine Hui? Why did the capital suddenly spread rumors that Prince Hui is a broken sleeve? Zhong Zhiheng is not a fool. Although the Zhao family is cautious and only chooses Dai Jingfeng to cause trouble after his death, Jin Yiwei is Jin Yiwei. Could it be possible that without Dai Jingfeng, Has it become a blind man?

Therefore, Zhong Zhiheng knew very well who was causing troubles behind his back, and it was only this that brought down Xu's family. It's the end of the year, and the collapse of the Zhao family will inevitably involve the two princes Zhong Mingzheng and Zhong Mingrong. The most important thing is that if it leads to...

Who was it that acquiesced to Zhao Changrong and single-handedly provoked the 20-year-old case.

Therefore, Zhong Zhiheng could only endure it for the time being.

Long Live Lord, Zhao Ruhai walked in through the curtain, Fourth Prince, please see me.

Zhong Zhiheng was startled, then put down the memorial in his hand, and nodded: Xuan.

Father!

As soon as Zhao Ruhai finished speaking, before Zhao Ruhai could turn around, a half-grown young man rushed in. The young man had a handsome appearance, inherited the fair and smooth skin of the imperial concubine, but his appearance and facial features were 80% similar to Zhong Zhiheng. It is the fourth prince Zhong Mingrong.

At this time, Zhong Mingrong was walking towards Zhong Zhiheng step by step, and instead of bowing his head to salute, he went straight to Zhong Zhiheng's dragon case, took Zhong Zhiheng's arm and acted coquettishly: Father, don't scold me! Is the minister okay?

You also know that you will be scolded if you come here at this time? Zhong Zhiheng looked at the young man with a bluffing face, and said coldly, If you don't go to the study and study hard, why did you come here?

Father... Zhong Mingrong looked ashamed and guilty and hesitant to speak, he looked at Zhao Ruhai and pouted, Eunuch Zhao, you go out first, Father and I have something to say.

Yes, the servant will leave. Zhao Ruhai bowed and left in a hurry.

Is there anything you want to whisper to me alone? Zhong Zhiheng looked at Zhong Mingrong with a smile. He really loved Zhong Mingrong, not only because Zhong Mingrong was the prince who looked most similar to him, but also because of Zhong Mingrong. The pleasing and clear energy in Mingrong, in Zhong Mingrong's place, he, who has always been vicious and cruel, can also give birth to a kind father's heart. When Zhong Zhiheng pulled Zhong Mingrong to sit on his lap, While holding Zhong Mingrong's waist, he said with a smile, Tell me, we are the only ones here.

Father, my son had a dream last night, Zhong Mingrong said in a low voice with his head lowered, his thick eyelashes flickering, I told my mother about it when I woke up early, but my mother got angry because of it. The son-in-law said to listen to the father, but the son-in-law still wanted to tell the father, so while going to the study, the son-in-law sneaked to the father's place.

Tell me, I'm listening. Zhong Zhiheng's eyes darkened a bit.

Father, my son dreamed of the empress. Zhong Mingrong suddenly raised his head, his narrow phoenix eyes looked at Zhong Zhiheng unblinkingly with unconcealable sadness, I dreamed of the empress crying , crying very sadly, in a place I don’t know, only seeing the heavy snow that can’t be seen at a glance, the queen empress collapsed on the snow and cried bitterly...

What else? Zhong Zhiheng's gaze deepened, he looked at Zhong Mingrong's twinkling eyes, and asked slowly.

No more, Zhong Mingrong shook his head, while putting his arms around Zhong Zhiheng's neck, he said, The Empress is the aunt's aunt, and my father has taught me to respect and respect my aunt more than my biological mother since I was a child. In my heart, I dreamed of the empress, so I rushed to tell my father, I knew that my father must be thinking about the empress, and so did my son...

Good boy, Zhong Zhiheng patted Zhong Mingrong's hand lightly, paused, and then asked casually, Since your mother and concubine forbid you to come and tell me these things, why are you still here?

My son is my father's son, and my father's flesh and blood are flowing on my body. In my heart, although my mother and concubine are important, they are definitely not as important as my father. Zhong Mingrong looked at Zhong Zhiheng with reverence Also with awe, every word is childish and solemn, I want to make my father happy.

Good boy, I'm very pleased, Zhong Zhiheng pulled Zhong Mingrong into his arms with all his strength, then put Zhong Mingrong on the ground, and said with a smile, Go to the study quickly, don't let your mother The imperial concubine knows, and she will be scolded again when she goes back!