Chapter 371 Brotherly Love
Zhao Hua immediately shook his head to deny it.
"I just tampered with the oil so that it would produce oil splashes when it came into contact with borax. I thought that Concubine Hui would be close to the iron pot and would definitely get burned. This would be considered revenge for Ruoxin."
She looked at the scabs on the back of Ruoxin's hand, which had fallen off but still had some dark burn marks, and hatred welled up in her eyes.
"I do hate Concubine Hui, but I wouldn't be stupid enough to make such a big fuss at the emperor's birthday banquet. And I think Cheng Jing doesn't deserve a good end. Concubine Hui treated Cheng Yu like that, why should I let her son have an easy life?
Sister Wan always told me that the child was innocent, but I didn't believe that. I only knew that I would treat her the same way as others treated me. Concubine Hui wanted to bury my son alive, so her son deserved a bad death. "
She was so resentful that her tone became sinister.
"But if I do it, I will give him a quick death. I will never use such cruel means to deal with a child. Besides, Ruoxin and Chenghuan are also here today. How can I let my daughter see such a bloody scene?"
Zhaohua touched Ruoxin's cheek and still felt it was burning hot, so he quickly took out a wet towel, folded it, and put it on the child's forehead.
She felt there was no need to continue talking.
Rong Yue has always known Zhao Hua's character. She knows that Zhao Hua will not and does not need to lie to her.
Because of this, she was even more confused.
"If that's the case, then Cheng Jing's fate today, could it be that... God is really seeing things and wants to punish Concubine Hui and her son?"
It is still difficult to determine whether this incident was the retribution for Concubine Hui.
However, Concubine Hui was so sad and heartbroken after this incident that she also had a miscarriage and was about to have her period.
Judge Guo told her to stay in bed to protect the fetus, so she couldn't even attend Cheng Jing's funeral, nor could she see the child off for the last time.
The funeral will be held on the third day, and the memorial service will be held on the seventh day.
After the sacrifice in the Fahua Hall, Ning Wanshuang also opened an altar for Cheng Jing in her own palace.
I also hope that he can cross the reincarnation line as soon as possible, be reborn into a good family in the next life, and no longer suffer the misery of this life.
She placed paper money in the lotus basin as a token of respect for the dead while muttering sutras to herself.
Liu Yue was a little puzzled and advised: "Your Majesty has been busy all day, why do you need to do all these things when you return to the palace? The Third Prince is Concubine Hui's child, and he also hurt the First Prince before..."
"No matter what, he is still a child." Ning Wanshuang interrupted Liu Yue's words in a solemn voice, "No matter if he is naughty or annoying, in the final analysis, it is also because of the poor teaching of Concubine Hui as a mother. The child is always innocent."
Liu Yue said: "Your Majesty is right. After all, Concubine Hui is not as good as Your Majesty. Look how well Your Majesty has taught Cheng Huan."
She led Ning Wanshuang to look out the window.
In the courtyard corridor, Cheng Huan was using a wooden horse to cheer Jin Yue up.
Jin Yue was also frightened that day, but she did not see Cheng Jing's miserable condition directly, so her heart palpitations were much better than Ruoxin's.
After amusing Jin Yue, Cheng Huan asked the wet nurse to take Jin Yue to play in the courtyard, while he went back to the house to get a food box and went to Ning Wan Shuang.
When he came, he first greeted Ning Wanshuang politely, and then said:
"Mother, your son will come with you to pay tribute to your third brother."
Ning Wanshuang nodded in agreement and asked again: "You also saw it that day, weren't you afraid?"
Cheng Huan shook his head vigorously, but tears welled up in his eyes, "I'm not afraid, I just feel sorry for my third brother. I'm the eldest son of my father, and I have the responsibility to take good care of my brothers and sisters..."
Seeing Cheng Huan being so sensible, Ning Wan Shuang was very pleased.
She stroked the child's forehead gently and said with a faint smile: "This is not your fault, you don't have to blame yourself."
Seeing that he came to pay tribute to Cheng Jing but was carrying a food box, he couldn't help but ask curiously, "What is he holding?"
Cheng Huan wiped her tears and slowly opened the food box.
"This is the candied fruit that my third brother used to like the most. My son brought it to him."
He lowered his eyes to look at the jade dish full of candied fruits, lost in deep thought, and recalled the last time he saw Cheng Jing.
That day, he taught Cheng Jing how to hide inside a large iron ball in the courtyard when no one was around.
Cheng Jing was childish and said that he was afraid of the dark. If he got into the iron ball, he would not be able to see any light.
So Cheng Huan took out a candied fruit and handed it to him, pretending to be mysterious and said:
"After eating this candied fruit, you can see clearly even in the dark. Then you can get into the big iron ball and eat it, and you won't be afraid anymore."
"Really?" Cheng Jing took the candied fruit and looked at it curiously.
Cheng Huan said firmly: "Of course. How could my brother lie to you?"
For Cheng Jing, when he was most helpless, only his brother Cheng Huan was willing to comfort him and accompany him.
How could such a good brother lie to him?
So he believed Cheng Huan's words, and taking advantage of the dim moonlight in the second half of the night, he quietly got into the iron ball and ate the candied fruit that Cheng Huan gave him.
Little do people know that there is nothing in this world that can make people see the light in the darkness after eating it.
Only after taking it, a drug can make a person faint silently.
The jumping flames in the afterlife basin made Cheng Huan dizzy.
His wandering thoughts were pulled back in an instant.
Then he carefully selected a large, honey-filled candied fruit from the jade dish and threw it into the fire.
Like a flame rising from a curled tongue, it was reflected on Cheng Huan's face.
He sighed and murmured a sentence with a heart-piercing tone.
"Third brother, you can rest in peace now after eating the candied fruit that my brother prepared for you."
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