That expression was truly the epitome of a sly smile.
The servants wiped the sweat from the young prince's brow, but none of them dared to step forward.
I've heard that even the Holy Emperor holds the daughter of the Marquis of Zhenbei in high regard, let alone the Regent.
The regent happened to be absent from the banquet that day and missed a good show.
"Father, I will never dare to do it again, I... Waaah, I just love Wanwan."
"Father, why don't you give me a little sister? Then I'll never run away again!"
The regent paused, then stopped.
Xiao Chengyun stood three feet away from him, panting heavily.
“Father, I’m all alone in the manor. I’m so lonely. Apart from Chang’an and Wanwan, there are hardly any people I play with.”
“Father, I’m jealous of Chang’an. I also want a cute little sister like Wanwan. If you give birth to one, I swear I will be a good older brother.”
The regent sighed and casually tossed the woven rattan to his personal bodyguard.
He said coldly, "Mo Feng, go and tell my brother that I agree to marry the princess. As long as the young prince likes her, I will marry her immediately!"
Mo Feng was overjoyed.
"Yes, Your Highness."
Xiao Chengyun couldn't hide the surprise in his eyes.
Seeing him like this, the regent felt extremely guilty and beckoned him over, "Come here."
"Father, you won't punish your son?"
"I won't fight!" he gritted his teeth.
Xiao Chengyun ran over with a smile; at nine years old, he was still a bit too young.
The regent then pinched his ear. "I promised not to hit you, but I didn't say I wouldn't pinch you. Come back with me. You're not allowed to eat today until you finish your homework."
"Ouch, it hurts! Father, be gentle..."
The imperial palace, the cold palace.
Consort Zhao knelt on the ground with her hair disheveled, and her once luxurious clothes were no longer as extravagant as they used to be.
Only through the faint color can you make out a trace of fabric.
"Your Majesty, please spare my life! I have my reasons, Your Majesty."
Consort Zhao cried and shouted, her dazed eyes trying to seduce the Emperor once again.
The neckline of her dress was slightly open, revealing her fair and delicate shoulders.
The Holy Emperor felt a pang of pain in his heart. "I'm giving you one last chance. If you speak, I will forgive you!"
Consort Zhao's hands trembled, and a flash of hatred crossed her eyes. "Your Majesty, I was jealous of the Empress, so I changed their identities."
The Holy Emperor forcefully pulled Consort Zhao up from the ground.
This is the woman he has cherished for many years; he truly loves her and showers her with affection.
From a beauty to an imperial concubine, he bestowed upon her countless honors and riches.
The Holy Emperor raised his head, trying to hide the sadness in his eyes.
a long time.
"Tell me, whose son is Yu Lin?"
If it weren't for Wanwan, he would have had to hand over his empire to someone else.
If it weren't for Wanwan, he would have almost let this person kill his own son.
If it weren't for Wanwan, his beautiful dream wouldn't have been shattered.
Wanwan...
Wanwan...
Lin Wanwan...
Marquis of Zhenbei!!!
Consort Zhao was shocked that the Holy Emperor had been able to find out this much. Her eyes were filled with shock and disbelief.
No one has ever known about this before. How did Your Majesty find out?
She didn't even mention Yu Lin.
"Speak!" The Holy Emperor roared in fury.
Consort Zhao then raised her head, meeting the Emperor's murderous eyes with a mocking gaze.
"Hahaha, now that you know, why ask me? Isn't Your Majesty all-powerful? Investigating this is very simple, isn't it?"
"Consort Zhao, I ask you, have you never loved me all these years?"
Consort Zhao shrank her slender waist and looked at the Emperor with a mocking smile, "Hahaha, Your Majesty has so many women in your harem, do you still need one more of me?"
"Smack!"
Consort Zhao covered her bleeding mouth and turned her head to sneer.
"Eighteen years have passed, and this is the first time you've hit me. You claim to love me, but it turns out you're nothing but a hypocrite!"
Consort Zhao laughed wildly, as if she had gone mad.
Tears streamed down her cheeks.
Why does my heart ache so much?
"Back then, when I traveled south and met you, you said there was no one in this world you loved. Over the years, despite the opposition of my ministers, I have shown you favor and taken care of you in every way, despite the obstruction of the Empress and my mother."
"How have you treated me?"
“You have replaced my own son, who is the ruler of a country, of royal blood, and the safety of all people.”
"Min'er, I was truly blind."
The Holy Emperor flicked his sleeve and coldly stared at the woman before him.
"Your Majesty, we've found out." Eunuch Wang suddenly walked in from the doorway.
The Holy Emperor closed his eyes briefly and said calmly:
"Speak." He no longer even wanted to avoid the topic.
"Your Highness is... is... is the daughter of the disgraced official Zhu Guoliang, twenty years and nine years ago!"
Boom!
The Holy Emperor's mind seemed to explode, and his heart was ripped apart.
His large eyes were filled with utter shock.
Upon hearing this...
Consort Zhao slumped to the ground and closed her eyes.
"Consort Zhao's name was Zhu Min'er. When she was four years old, her entire Zhu family was wiped out. She was stolen away, but the jailers, fearing the burden, dared not make a fuss and thus said that she died halfway there."
“Your Highness, no, Yu Lin is the son of Consort Zhao and a guard who had an affair.”
The eunuch Wang spoke in a softer and softer voice.
"Hahaha, how wonderful! My beloved concubine is actually the daughter of a disgraced official, the woman I have loved for many years, who has given me a huge green hat."
"The son I have doted on for eighteen years is actually the son of a guard."
"Bang!"
Enraged, the Holy Emperor kicked the wooden table and chairs beside him.
The tables and chairs made a jarring crashing sound.
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