The Red Chamber: My Stunning Confidante with a Variety of Styles

Imperial City, Hall of Mental Cultivation.

Liu Tian had a gloomy expression on his face, and he had to face another difficult choice. Zhao Qi had just fallen asleep, but Ji Zhong had an urgent matter to see him. Should he call or not?

Call it out, maybe he will be scolded by Zhao Qi, but if you don't call it out, he may have to take the blame afterwards, and the consequences will be even more serious.

So, he gritted his teeth and chose to call Zhao Qi up.

Seeing Zhao Qi opened his bloodshot eyes, Liu Tian didn't wait for him to get angry, and immediately said:

"Your Majesty, Mr. Ji has urgent matters to see. He said that the matter is important and there should be no delay."

Zhao Qi was about to get angry, but he was taken aback when he heard the words, and said, "Tell."

Liu Tian hurriedly walked out of the room, passing Ji Zhong inside.

Ji Zhong came to the room and reported to Zhao Qi:

"Your Majesty, the case has progressed. Some witnesses saw someone with a sharp knife coming out of the wall of Honglu Temple that night."

"Oh? Do you know who it is?" Zhao Qi asked quickly.

This year, envoys from other countries in Beijing have already started asking about this matter.

Ji Zhong nodded: "Wei Chen invited dozens of painters in the capital to draw a portrait of this person according to the testimony of the witness."

"Submit it!" Zhao Qi's eyes lit up.

Ji Zhong hesitated for a moment, then took out the portrait from his pocket and handed it to Zhao Qi.

Zhao Qi took it and looked at it, his eyes immediately widened, his face darkened instantly, and his face was trembling slightly.

Ji Zhong quickly lowered his head, not daring to look at him.

Zhao Qi stood up, eyes full of anger:

"No wonder she didn't return to the palace until Zishi that night! It seems that I spoiled her so much in the past! That she dared to act recklessly!"

Ji Zhong didn't dare to speak, he couldn't talk too much about royal matters.

Zhao Qi shouted: "Come here! It is said that the eldest princess is here to see me!"

Yes, the person in the portrait was Zhao Jing dressed in men's clothing. Ji Zhong and other officials recognized him at a glance, so Ji Zhong entered the palace to meet Zhao Qi immediately.

This matter is related to the dignity of the royal family, and it is inseparable from national law and diplomacy. They dare not make decisions.

Not long after, Zhao Jing arrived.

She walked into the room, seeing Ji Zhong present, Zhao Qi's face was full of anger again, she knew that her affairs had been exposed.

In fact, when she came out of Honglu Temple and happened to bump into the old man selling wontons, she knew that she would be exposed.

All day long, she had been waiting for this moment to come.

"I will see my father." She knelt down on the ground facing Zhao Qi.

Ordinarily, Zhao Qi should smile and let her fall flat, after all, he still dotes on her more.

But at this time, Zhao Qi didn't do that, but stared at her, and asked coldly:

"Do you have something to say to me?"

Zhao Jing was silent and did not speak.

After learning about Tang Zexiong's coming to marry the princess, she kept thinking about what she should do.

From the overall situation, she should marry off in exchange for a lot of food and money.

If it was in the past, she might be unhappy and resist, but in the end, she would always compromise. After all, she is a princess and a member of the royal family, and she should sacrifice for the world.

But now, she already had someone in her heart, and she simply couldn't bear to go away and be with another strange man by her side.

Just thinking about that scene filled her with sadness and pain.

She is not reconciled, she is not willing, why can't she be with the man she loves in her heart!
She knew that her state was wrong, so she walked out of the palace, intending to go out to relax.

But by a strange coincidence, she came to Honglu Temple.

Standing in front of the gate of Honglu Temple, a thought appeared in her mind:

If Tang Zexiong died, wouldn't she have to marry Fusang?

Although, rationality told her that doing so was a huge mistake and would lead her into a situation beyond redemption.

But what if?
What if it works?
Such thoughts instantly occupied her mind.

So, she decided to take the risk and give it a go.

Relying on her superb martial arts skills, she sneaked into Honglu Temple and met Tang Zexiong.

She pulled out Ningshuang and attacked Tang Zexiong.

Although Tang Zexiong had a little knowledge of martial arts, he was no match for her. She only made two strikes, and Tang Zexiong fell to the ground, begging her for mercy.

She walked up to Tang Zexiong, raised Ningshuang in her hand, and was about to stab at his throat.

Tick, tick.

At this moment, two small voices came into her ears.

She followed the sound, and it was the sound of blood dripping on the frost.

Seeing the glaring blood, and hearing Tang Zexiong's tearful begging for mercy, her sword hand began to tremble slowly.

It's not wrong that she doesn't want to marry Fusang, but because of her own selfish desires, is she going to kill an innocent person?

Thinking of that ethereal figure, she suddenly woke up.

If she killed Tang Zexiong because of this, would she still have the face to meet him?Do you still have the right to like him?

He is upright and kind, but she is cruel and murderous without blinking an eye.

How could she be worthy of him like this?

Anger and unwillingness receded in an instant, she glanced at Tang Zexiong, sheathed her sword, and left from Honglu Temple.

But when she jumped out of the wall, she was bumped into by the old man selling wontons.

Seeing the old man, she felt rather fortunate. If she had really killed Tang Zexiong just now, she would have to kill the old man at this moment.

She will also fall into the abyss of sin because of this.

Fortunately, she didn't do anything.

She gave the old man a smile, helped him clean up the wonton stand, and then drifted away.

She thought that the matter should come to an end, but she didn't expect that just after she entered the imperial city, the Honglu Temple was on fire.

This made her very worried, but she thought that although Tang Zexiong was injured, it didn't look like a vital part, so it should be fine.

However, what she didn't expect was that Tang Zexiong really died, died in the fire!

She hurt Tang Zexiong so much that he died in the fire!
She is a murderer!
This made her despair, she returned to her residence, quietly waiting for Zhao Qi's summons.

And now, this moment has come.

Looking at Zhao Jing who didn't say a word, Zhao Qi's whole body trembled slightly. He knew that Zhao Jing had acquiesced.

She really killed Tang Zexiong!

At this moment, his heart is extremely contradictory, family affection, national law, and the world are fiercely confronting each other in his heart.

He also wants to protect Zhao Jing, and he also wants to keep his daughter, but this matter is not a secret, too many people know about it.

Ji Zhong, Sansi, Witness, and even the dozen or so painters.

Even if they were all silenced, this matter could not be covered up after all.

After a fierce psychological struggle, he finally made a decision, and waved his hand weakly at Zhao Jing:

"The empress has always liked the Buddha, but she is weak and unable to practice Zen and chant sutras..."

Ji Zhong's heart trembled slightly when he heard this, Zhao Qi, Zhao Jing is going to become a monk.

From then on, she will be imprisoned in a square inch forever, accompanied by the Qingdeng Ancient Buddha all day long, and die in loneliness and desolation.

Upon hearing this, Zhao Jing closed her eyes in despair:

After all, you and I are destined to have nothing to do in this life. I hope to see you in the next life. I hope you will cherish it and have a smooth life.