"Your Majesty! I take the blame! It was indeed me who killed the Fourth Prince!" Suddenly, Concubine Hui interrupted Zhong Mingwei's words. She raised her head and looked at Zhong Zhiheng with bloodshot eyes, with undisguised resentment and anger, "That bitch killed my son. I only wish I could eat her flesh and drink her blood! My son is dead, but that bitch's son is favored by Your Majesty. Maybe Your Majesty will help the Fourth Prince to ascend to the throne one day! Why?! My child died tragically at her hands, but her son is going to rule the world! I am not willing to accept this! Not willing to accept this!"
"How outrageous!"
Zhong Zhiheng said angrily, and slapped Concubine Hui hard on the face with such force that Concubine Hui collapsed to the ground and spit out a mouthful of blood foam.
"Father!" Zhong Mingwei knelt on the ground with a plop, and said anxiously, "Father! Please calm down. No matter how angry you are, don't let your body get damaged. Besides... there are many strange things about my fourth brother's murder. I think we should..."
"What's so strange about this! This bitch has admitted it with all her might!" Zhong Zhiheng shouted angrily, staring at Zhong Mingwei, "Go back! You have nothing to do here!"
“Father!” Zhong Mingwei was in a panic. He looked at Concubine Hui who had been lying on the ground unable to move for a long time, then looked at Zhong Zhiheng with an extremely ugly expression, “Father, your son…”
"Your Highness, the imperial physician is in the outer hall and will come to check the emperor's pulse soon. You don't have to worry," Zhao Ruhai stepped forward, helped Zhong Mingwei up, and whispered in his ear, "Your Highness, the princess is still waiting for you to come back."
"Your son is leaving." When he spoke again, Zhong Mingwei's face had regained its clarity. He bowed deeply to Zhong Zhiheng, then stepped back.
Most of Concubine Hui's face was swollen, and her ears and head were buzzing. She turned her head with great effort and watched Zhong Mingwei retreat. She could not help but raise her eyebrows and smile. Her swollen face pressed against the cold ground, feeling indescribably comfortable. However, she did not have more time to indulge in this comfort. She supported herself on the ground with both hands, struggled to get up, and then crawled in front of Zhong Zhiheng like a dog.
"Your Majesty, I know I was wrong! I know I was wrong..." She hugged Zhong Zhiheng's legs with both hands and sobbed again, "I am over thirty years old and I finally had a son after all the hardship. But before he was even a month old, he died tragically at the hands of another woman. How can I not feel sad and go crazy? Your Majesty, I really can't help it. I watch the Fourth Prince talking and laughing in front of you all day long, watching him play chess, eat, talk and chat with you. I wonder, if my little prince was still here, would you, Your Majesty, love my son as much as you love the Fourth Prince? But... but there is no chance! There will never be a chance!" Concubine Hui raised her head, Her eyes were soaked in tears and were so red and swollen that she could hardly open them. However, the tears that flowed from the red and swollen gaps were so turbulent and so sad. "Your Majesty, I am already thirty-four years old. I am afraid that I will never be able to give birth again in this life, so the little prince is my only son in this life. Your Majesty, I... I can no longer be a mother. Your Majesty, I know that the Fourth Prince is innocent, but I just can't help but resent him. Your Majesty has clearly sentenced the Imperial Concubine to death to avenge the little prince, but I still think it is not enough. I dream of the little prince every night, dream of him crying, dream of him laughing. Your Majesty, I am going crazy!"
Her messy, soft hair was hanging down on the ground, and her fragility was so pitiful. Zhong Zhiheng looked at the heartbroken woman kneeling in front of him and felt a chill in his heart.
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