He loved Xu Siyao, but he never got the joy of being a husband from her. Cui was a wooden stake who didn't understand romance and only knew the three obediences and four virtues, but from Zhao, he tasted every bit of sweetness of the young couple. At that time, he really doted on Zhao. It was not an exaggeration to say that all the beauties in the six palaces were pale in comparison. Then the next year, Zhao gave birth to Zhong Mingzheng, and then. He did not hesitate. When Mingzheng was one month old, he promoted Zhao, who was only 17 years old, to be his concubine.
He liked Zhao. So naturally he liked Ming Zheng as well. Ming Wei could not compare with Ming Zheng, and Ming E's health was so poor, so he had great expectations for the healthy Zhong Ming Zheng. If Zhao had always been that delicate and lovable girl, he would have sent Zhong Ming Zheng all the way to the East Palace, but gradually, he found that Zhao had changed, and the Zhao family behind her had also changed. From the Zhao family that only knew how to bow their heads to help him solve problems and withstand bad reputations and insults, they gradually became a huge family second only to the Xu family. He couldn't help but be surprised. He couldn't help but feel resentful towards Zhao. When facing Zhao again, he lost his original intention. He looked at her with the eyes of a king. His originally suspicious heart became even colder and harder. Even the way he looked at Zhong Mingzheng gradually became more distant. Compared with the healthy and ambitious Zhong Mingzheng, he gradually liked the indecisive and easy to control Zhong Minge. Moreover, as he got older, this alienation and liking for her gradually became deeply rooted.
"Your Majesty, I, your concubine was indeed wronged. I was... framed by someone with ulterior motives, just like... Queen Wang was framed by Wu. Your Majesty, I have done many wrong things over the years. I do not ask for your forgiveness, but... but I cannot allow others to throw such dirty water on me. Your Majesty... for the sake of my many years of serving you, please... please trust me again," the hand trembled as it climbed up along Zhong Zhiheng's calf, and finally reached the man's neck. On the man's knees, on the gorgeous and intricate golden armor, there were dots of blood, which was too glaring. The pale hand gently patted the man's knees again and again, like a magnolia that was about to die on a branch. After a long while, Zhao Shi did not receive a reply from Zhong Zhiheng. She was already heartbroken. She choked up and said, "Your Majesty, it is not a pity for me to die. If it is because of me... that Mingzheng and Mingrong's reputation is affected, Your Majesty... Your Majesty will definitely be heartbroken. Please consider Mingzheng and Mingrong..."
"If it weren't for Ming Zheng and Ming Rong, I would have sent you directly to the clan house," Zhong Zhiheng looked at the hand with disgust. The slender jade fingers of the girl in the past were now wearing noble and gorgeous armor, and were also stained with glaring blood. The woman in front of him was no longer the sixteen-year-old girl who cried in grievance because of the cold wind. He really didn't want to look at her any more, so he stood up and said slowly, "Royal Consort Zhao is vicious, cruel, and jealous. I grant you white silk."
"I... thank you for your grace." Zhao said in a hoarse voice, no longer crying or shedding tears. She wiped the blood off her face, straightened her messy hair, and then kowtowed deeply to Zhong Zhiheng.
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December 18, 1934
Ningguta.
Nanshan Villa.
"Mr. Chen, eat at home before you leave." Mei Ya came to the front yard in the early morning and saw Chen Qingxuan coming home in the heavy snow. Needless to say, he must have come to ask Ding Yunwen for advice. When he walked to the corridor, Mei Ya hurried over to brush the snow off his body, while muttering, "Yesterday I asked you to stay for dinner, but you couldn't stay. We just put the meal on the table, and you wanted to leave. It's really infuriating. Do you think my cooking skills are not as good as Grandma Chen's, or are you worried that we are poor and afraid that you will eat all the food?"
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