"You may not be able to figure this out, but father can certainly figure it out. As long as the target is Prince Pingxi, he can automatically think of hundreds of possibilities," Zhong Mingzheng sipped his tea sarcastically. He was in a very good mood today and was happy to talk more with Zhou Youan and Ling Shian. He put the teacup back on the desk and said to them leisurely while counting on his fingers, "Perhaps, Prince Pingxi has always been at odds with father. Maybe he heard that father has been quite fond of the Fourth Prince recently and intends to support him to ascend to the throne, so Prince Pingxi wants to make father unhappy, so he sent Ma Zhiming, his confidant, to assassinate the Fourth Prince. It is also possible that Prince Pingxi has always been protective of Prince An, so he intends to support Prince An..." "Zhong Mingzheng stopped here, sipping his tea, looking at Zhou Youan's stunned expression, and said with satisfaction, "These are just a few points that I can think of. My father can definitely think of more possibilities than the pump network, so there is no need for you to look for motives for the Pingxi King to kill the Fourth Prince."
"Your Highness is really thoughtful," Zhou Youan paused and nodded in praise, taking a sip of tea. When he put down the teacup, he was puzzled again, "I have always known that Your Highness and the Pingxi King are not on good terms, but I don't understand why Your Highness and the Pingxi King are so at odds with each other. I joined the Imperial Guards late and don't know the truth. I only heard that the late emperor had intended the Pingxi King to be the crown prince. Every time I wanted to find out the inside story from Ma Zhiming, Ma Zhiming always glossed over it. I wonder if Your Highness can help me solve this puzzle today?"
"Well, I will clear up your confusion today," Zhong Mingzheng said slowly, leaning against the back of his chair. "You are right. The late emperor did intend for Prince Pingxi to be the crown prince. He was just waiting for Prince Pingxi to come of age. Naturally, he would be the crown prince of the Eastern Palace. But at that time, the northwest was in turmoil, and a prince was needed to go to war on behalf of the emperor. The princes who usually fought like chickens were so quiet at that time that they wished they could shrink their heads into their stomachs. The late emperor was furious and vomited blood in court. In the end, the Seventh Prince Pingxi, who was only seventeen years old at the time, The prince stepped forward and took on this hot potato that no one was willing to take on. The late emperor was both excited and reluctant, but in the end he sent the Prince of Pingxi out of the capital, waiting for him to return triumphantly. The position of the crown prince would naturally be a matter of course. However, before the Prince of Pingxi arrived in the northwest, His Majesty passed away. Then the Xu family quickly dealt with the other princes and helped my father to ascend the throne. The Xu family's legitimate daughter Xu Siyao became the queen. The throne and the woman that originally belonged to him were taken away by others at the same time. Do you think the Prince of Pingxi would not hate the villain who took away his beauty?"
Zhou Youan was startled, then he opened his mouth wide: "Empress Zhenxian, she...she and Prince Pingxi..."
"Yes, they were the couple that were supposed to be husband and wife. At that time, the late emperor wanted to make Prince Pingxi the crown prince, so he would naturally choose a crown princess from among the legitimate daughters of the Xu family, and Xu Siyao was the candidate," Zhong Mingzheng gently covered the tea lid and said slowly, "It is said that Xu Siyao and Prince Pingxi fell in love at first sight, and they were in love with each other. Haha, it's a pity for this infatuated man and woman."
"Then the King of Pingxi has not married for more than thirty years, is it because of Queen Zhenxian?" Zhou Youan suddenly asked again.
"Maybe," Zhong Mingzheng said sarcastically, "Looking at how carefully he takes care of the seed left by Queen Zhenxian, I know he is a romantic, but..." At this point, Zhong Mingzheng closed the lid of the teapot with a "snap", then raised his eyebrows and continued, "There is another possibility, the seed he cherishes is not someone else's, but his own seed."
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
