But gradually, he vaguely noticed the father's mind. When the father's eyes looked at the old seven, they were always warm-hearted. The prince next to him was not afraid to enter the Royal study, but the old seven was able to play chess and tea with the father in the Royal study with his legs crossed. The father and the emperor consecrated the king for the adult prince, but they did not seal the land temporarily, so that such a group of princes could stay In the capital, he became a black chicken, but only the old seven never participated in it. He shouted and drank in the imperial forest army all day long and was at ease. Only in front of the old seven could the father have such a fatherly face.

Gradually, Zhong Zhiheng began to panic. Zhong Zhiheng, who had always been treated as a baby girl, became a first-class heartache in his heart. Especially in that year, when the queen mother was thirty-six years old, Xu siyao entered the palace for the first time. The queen mother took Xu siyao by her side and sat down. In one hand, she invited him to the front. Then, the jade and porcelain dolls Like two children, so red face lowered his head.

What does Queen Mother mean? All in silence, even though Zhong Zhiheng knew in the early morning that Lao Qi's mind was not on the Dragon chair, what then? As long as the father and the emperor have a holy edict, he will have to enter the main East Palace, and no one who can't fight or rob will enter the East Palace, where will he really have no desire or demand? Especially the eyes are full of covetousness. Once he has tasted the taste of power, he will not let it go again.

From that day on, in Zhong Zhiheng's heart, he lost a baby that he loved, and he had a strong enemy fighting for the throne. He knew that he was a solid poison and hot hand, but what about that? Only by standing in the highest position can he call the wind and call the rain, and get what he wants

Later, he really got it. Although he used the meanest and most shameless way, he got it after all.

However, he never showed his face to a woman who used to smile at Lao Qi. No matter how skilful the Royal painter was, he could not paint her charming smile. He looked at a woman who looked like ice cream. He was angry and jealous, but he did not regret it. Especially at that time, the woman still had his flesh and blood in her belly, which was enough. In this life, she It's all his women. It's his son's mother. It's just

If it was a full-term son, later, he would not be angry to accept her final request, personally sent the cup of poison.

……

"Siyao, I regret it." when the fourth cup of osmanthus wine was drunk, Zhong Zhiheng's eyes were slightly red. He rubbed the wine cup in his hand and looked out of the window at the falling red. Somehow, his nose was suddenly sour. When he spoke again, his voice was hoarse to the extreme. "Even if he was not my flesh and blood, I ... I shouldn't blame you. It's me Forced you, siyao, I really regret it. At that time, how could I hand over that cup of poisoned wine to you? "

Yes, facing the weak siyao after childbirth, how can he go?

"When I was young, I made a lot of mistakes, the biggest one of which was to meet your last request. Siyao, why are you so cruel? Even if I hate me again, how can I survive in spite of Mingwei? Siyao, I always feel that I am cruel, but you are more cruel than me, "Zhong Zhiheng said again, stretching out his hand to wipe the moist corner of his eyes, sighing," it's all about how old he is forgetful, but now, when I close my eyes, I can always see your face, but siyao, why don't you smile at me in a dream? Why do you hate me so much? "

"Long live ye," Zhao Ruhai's worried voice came from outside, "people from Changchun palace reported that it was the empress Hui's concubine who suddenly felt abdominal pain."

"What's the matter?" Zhong Zhiheng frowned suddenly, and hurried to the front of the door.

"I tell you, Vivian, the empress of Hui's concubine has been feeling uneasy since noon. She thought she was just tired in pregnancy and didn't care much. She just wanted to have a rest for a while, but in the evening, she had more abdominal pain." Zhao Ruhai was so busy that she opened her umbrella and bowed. "Vivian, please go and have a look. At this time, Qin yuan should have been to Changchun palace."

Zhong Zhiheng's face was ugly and tight. When he stepped out of the room, Zhao Ruhai hurriedly followed him with an umbrella.