Royal study.

When Zhao Shi, the imperial concubine, was taken to the imperial study, the whole person was a little shaky. She just went to see the little prince in the afternoon, and the little prince died in the afternoon. When she was shocked, Zhao Ruhai had already arrived at Yanxi palace, saying that it was the long live master who asked her to come over. What could Zhong Zhiheng do for her? She knew what she knew, but it was because she knew it that she became even more nervous.

"Long live, the emperor's concubine is here." Zhao Ruhai bows to Zhong Zhiheng.

"Come on, you go down," said Zhong Zhiheng, with his hands behind his back, in a slow voice. "Look for some supplements to send to the Empress Dowager. I'll go to see her when I'm free."

The Empress Dowager heard that the young prince had died, and she had fainted three times.

"Yes, I do." At present, Zhao Ruhai bows away. For a while, only Zhong Zhiheng and Zhao are left in the room.

"I've seen the long live master," Zhao said, looking at Zhong Zhiheng's back, and saluting him carefully. "I'd like to extend my congratulations to the long live master."

"Xiner, how many years have you been in the palace?" Zhong Zhiheng slowly opened his mouth, didn't look back, and still stood with his hands on the back of the window.

Zhao's name is Changxin.

"Long live, my concubine is the palace of the eighth lunar month in Jiasheng's eighth year," Zhao whispered. She didn't know why Zhong Zhiheng suddenly asked about it. But when he first mentioned the old story, Zhao couldn't help but feel a warm flow in his heart. "It was also such a cold time."

"Yes, it's the same time. I remember that you were only 16 years old at that time. The delicate little girl was afraid of the cold. When she first came to stay in bed, I cried bitterly because of the cold wind on the road, so I didn't even want to touch you. I could only care to coax you," said Zhong Zhiheng softly, in a tone full of recollection of the past The next day, you cried again. I asked you why. I knew that because I didn't pamper you that night. You were worried that I couldn't help you. So I cried in a hurry. I've never seen such a girl as you. "

"Yes, I didn't have to worry about it at that time, because the teacher asked mammy all the time, and then sighed, saying that I was afraid that I would not be able to enter the hall of mental cultivation again. I was really worried, and I was upset that I was crying in front of the Lord, and I upset the Lord, and I blamed myself for being in the palace. How could I still be myself Miss Qianjin of Zhao's mansion? " As he said this, Zhao's lips were hooked and he smiled, "I don't know. But the next day, the longevity master turned over the sign of my concubine again, and my concubine jumped up with excitement. This time, there was a cold wind on the way, but I didn't feel cold at all. I just felt warm all over my body," Zhao raised his head and looked back at himself without blinking Zhong Zhiheng, both eyes are devout and adoring, "because I know that there are concubines in the heart of the long live Lord."

"Yes, I have you in my heart, so as soon as you enter the palace, I will give you a concubine, and I will also give you the face of Zhao's family. So over the years, Zhao Changrong has become the right face of a polar minister in the former dynasty. And you are also a unique person in the rear palace, like a deputy. I feel that I have been treating you and Zhao's family very well," Zhong Zhiheng said in a slow voice Slowly turned around, his eyes in Zhao's body balked, eyes finally fell on Zhao's white cheek, "huangguifei, do you think?"