When the Queen of Crazy Criticism took the HE script and killed it

This was also the first time that Si Ningchi heard Zhao Zongheng talk about his biological mother.

Zhao Zongheng's biological mother, Qi, was the first wife of the late emperor, but it was a pity that the beauty was ill-fated.

This house was purchased by the Qi family. When he was young, Zhao Zongheng came here to live with the Qi family, but the memory was too far away. The house was also idle after the Qi family died of illness, but Zhao Zongheng never let anyone live there. Sell ​​the house.

Si Ningchi stepped into the courtyard and looked at the simple and plain furnishings. It was hard to imagine that the queen would be willing to live here.

"The queen doesn't like to be disturbed by others. She even draws water by herself." There is a well in the middle of the courtyard. The rope on it has been replaced with a new one, and the wooden bucket is also new, but the moss on the edge of the well can be seen. , this well is quite old.

"Your Majesty." Si Ningchi raised his head slightly and looked at Zhao Zongheng and said, "I have never asked Your Majesty how my mother died of illness back then."

Zhao Zongheng was silent for a moment.

It seemed like a long time passed before he quietly said, "I don't know."

Zhao Zongheng didn't know if he really didn't know what he said. If he knew something inside, he wouldn't tolerate Queen Mother Cui sitting in the Queen Mother's position so happily.

Zhao Zongheng stretched out his hand and took Si Ningchi to sit in the yard, and for the first time he seriously talked to Si Ningchi about his biological mother Qi.

Mrs. Qi was a well-known lady, gentle, virtuous, generous and decent. She was smart and the best at forbearing. She knew her responsibilities as a queen clearly, and it was a good story to treat her with the late emperor as a guest.

It was precisely this kind of heart and talent that made Qi tolerate everything. She took in concubines for the late emperor and took care of his favored concubines with almost no complaints.

She seems to only think that she is a queen, and the relationship between husband and wife is so shallow that it can be ignored.

"I was still young when my mother died of illness." Zhao Zongheng's memory is a bit vague, and he can't even remember his mother's face clearly. He only remembers his mother's gentleness and her teachings day after day.

"On the day my mother passed away, I went out hunting with my father and was not in the palace. I heard the bad news when I returned to the palace." Zhao Zongheng still remembered the scene of that day. Although the mother in his memory was not strong, she was definitely not sickly. .

How could he die of an emergency overnight?
The late emperor was greatly saddened by this, and did not believe it at the time. He almost conducted a thorough investigation of the palace, and all the maids and eunuchs who served Qi were executed.

At that time, Zhao Zongheng was ignorant and did not have the power and means to thoroughly investigate Qi's death.

Later, it became a fact that Qi suffered from an emergency and died. Until Zhao Zongheng finally grew up, the matter had passed so long ago that Zhao Zongheng could find very little if he wanted to conduct a thorough investigation.

The haste of Zhao Zongheng's succession to the throne and the chaos in the court made him a little too busy to take care of himself. If Zhao Yuanzhen had not been protecting him for so many years, Zhao Zongheng would have died young, and he would not have bothered to find out the truth about the death of the first empress.

"Then Queen Mother Cui..." Si Ningchi asked in a low voice with some doubts.

"Ms. Cui was the first princess chosen by my mother for me."

"..."

puff! ! !
What a shock, my family!

Si Ningchi couldn't catch his breath and stared at Zhao Zongheng in shock.

No wonder she said that Ms. Cui was old enough to be the daughter of the emperor, but why did she turn into a concubine in the blink of an eye? ?
It is not quite correct to say that the princess was selected, because this statement was just a joke to the young Zhao Zongheng at the time, and no one took it seriously until Qi's death later.

"Then how did Queen Mother Cui become the Queen Mother?" Si Ningchi asked curiously.

Zhao Zongheng turned his head away without saying anything. His slightly frowned expression seemed to be recalling something disgusting. Si Ningchi was very sensible and did not ask any more questions, but he was thinking in his heart that he would find a chance to ask Zhao Yuanli another day. Since Zhao Yuanli always stayed by Zhao Zongheng's side, he must know about this matter.

Later, Si Ningchi did ask about it, it was a bloody thing.

Maybe it was because Zhao Zongheng was cold-faced and cold-hearted, and Cui couldn't stand it, so he got into a rage and crawled into his father's bed?

Damn it, it's really bullshit.

Then Cui said that she wanted to enter the palace to find out the truth about Queen Qi's death. In the end, she imitated Qi and won the favor of the late emperor and became his successor. At that time, Zhao Zongheng was already an adult.

As for whether there is any other hidden secret in this, Si Ningchi has no idea.

Si Ningchi couldn't sleep at night after hearing such things. With his eyes closed, he was still sorting out the relationship between the Queen and the Cui family. If this was acted in a TV series, it would definitely be a hit!
"What are you doing?" The mahogany couch was a bit narrow. Zhao Zongheng held Si Ningchi's slender waist and held him in his arms. He seemed to feel Si Ningchi's excitement and couldn't help but tighten his arms a little. Forcefully grab her attention.

"Ah!" Si Ningchi screamed, reached out and slapped Zhao Zongheng's hand away and scolded: "Why aren't you asleep yet?"

"Acknowledge the bed."

Si Ningchi turned to face Zhao Zongheng. In the dark room, only a lamp was lit outside, and the light coming through could vaguely see Zhao Zongheng's face.

He lay on his back on the low couch with his hair down and looked at Si Ningchi with slightly squinted eyes.

"The Emperor misses his mother?" Si Ning Chiduan looked at Zhao Zongheng for a long time and asked softly.

"I don't think so." He said harshly.

Others say that Zhao Zongheng is cold and heartless, and has shallow feelings no matter what.

But Zhao Zongheng is also a human being.

He has never been a heartless person.

Si Ningchi raised her head and kissed Zhao Zongheng, their thin lips touching each other. She lowered her eyes and murmured: "Want to go for a walk?"

Zhao Zongheng was surprised: "Now?"

Before he finished speaking, Si Ningchi had already taken Zhao Zongheng's hand and stood up. The two of them walked out of the room barefoot without lifting a lantern. Wang Chengxiang, who was napping at the door, shivered in fright when he saw the door being opened. It was the emperor and the empress who finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Just as he was about to light a lantern and follow, he was interrupted by Zhao Zongheng's wave, telling him to stand where he was and not to follow.

"Your Majesty, come quickly!" The woman in the gauze skirt running under the moonlight was like a demon in the night. Zhao Zongheng's heart skipped a beat. If Zhao Zongheng hadn't already known the truth, he would probably be the same one. Si Ning, who looked up at the moon Chi is absorbing the essence of the sun and the moon, and he has truly become a spirit!

"Your Majesty~" Si Ningchi smiled tenderly and reached out to hold Zhao Zongheng's hand, spinning happily in the courtyard.

Her sleeves were flying, her hair was flying, and the bright moonlight was pouring down.

Facing the moonlight, her skin was as white as snow, seeming to exude a faint luster. The moment she turned around and looked back with a smile, Zhao Zongheng's heart trembled.

Zhao Zongheng stepped forward and took her into his arms. Feeling the soft body of the woman in his arms, he felt that his whole heart was filled. He lowered his eyes and looked at the face of the woman in his arms. This alluring face had already been engraved on it. In his mind. (End of chapter)