The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl

Yes, mother, sleep well. My son will come to see you in a few days. Zhong Zhiheng slowly got up and walked out of the bedroom.

The emperor drives!

As the sharp eunuch's voice came, the queen mother suddenly spewed out a mouthful of blood, and she lay on the edge of the bed like mud.

Queen Mother! Queen Mother! Bi Qiao, the queen mother's personal servant, hurried into the bedroom after hearing the movement. As soon as she saw the bright red blood spots on the floor tiles, she was so frightened that her legs gave way and she knelt down in front of the bed. Wiping the Queen Mother's mouth, she shed tears anxiously, Queen Mother, why are you bothering?

Siyao, Siyao... The Queen Mother shook her head a little deliriously, Siyao, Auntie is sorry for you, sorry for you...

Prince doctor! Hurry up and call for the doctor. The servant girl was too busy to support the queen mother to lie down, and then she was too busy calling someone to call for the doctor.

...

What sound? In the bloody setting sun, the dragon chariot slowly passed the Longzong Gate, Zhong Zhiheng looked impatient, resting his chin on one hand, looking at the reflections of the branches and vines on the wall of the vermilion palace, it seemed like a ghost.

Long Live Lord, it's the Palace of Compassion and Peace, the chief eunuch Zhao Ruhai hurriedly bowed over, and said cautiously, It seems that the Empress Dowager's health is not very good, and the servants of the Palace of Compassion and Ning invited the imperial physician over.

Zhong Zhiheng's brows were furrowed, and his deep eyes were fixed on the reflection of the branches and vines on the wall. He was indescribably annoyed, and he said after a while: Have someone cut down all the flowers and trees by the roadside.

Zhao Ruhai looked at the row of Yutangchun, looking a little embarrassed, he reminded in a low voice: I want to tell you, Long Live Lord, this was planted by your order when the Fourth Prince was born.

The fourth prince, Zhong Mingrong, is the second son of Concubine Zhao, who is now eight years old.

Concubine Zhao likes Yutangchun the most, but Yutangchun is a flower tree in the south. The air in the north is cold, and Yutangchun is not easy to live in. However, Lord Long Live ordered the flower house to cultivate it carefully. Finally, in the year when the fourth prince was born, Yutangchun was finally born. Roots have taken root in this imperial city, and the flowers of Yutangchun are blooming more and more every year, just like Zhao Guifei's holy favor.

Zhong Zhiheng didn't speak, just looked at Zhao Ruhai with squinted eyes, Zhao Ruhai was overwhelmed, and then hurriedly bowed and said: Yes, I obey.

Long Live Lord, where are you going now? Zhao Ruhai said with a smile, Concubine Zhao and Concubine Shu have already prepared dinner.

Go to Jingren Palace. Zhong Zhiheng said slowly.

Yes, Zhao Ruhai was startled, and then the dust swept away, Jingren Palace!

Yanxi Palace.

Your Majesty! Your Majesty! Lord Long Live is coming to our palace! We have already passed the Jingyun Gate, the chief eunuch of Yanxi Palace happily came in to report, My Majesty, hurry up and get ready to pick him up!

Really? Long Live Lord is here? Concubine Zhao was overjoyed and got up from the soft couch in a hurry. While arranging her luxurious clothes and jewelry, she asked the third prince Zhong Mingzheng behind her with a smile, Look at my mother's makeup today. How are you? Is the makeup too heavy?

Mother and concubine are beautiful and beautiful. Naturally, light makeup and heavy makeup are always suitable. My son looks good no matter what, Zhong Mingzheng said with a smile. The emperor must come to accompany mother and concubine during festivals.

You're right, Lord Long Live treats me kindly, but there is still that bastard who doesn't raise his eyes and shamelessly wants to compete with me for favor. Concubine Zhao snorted coldly, raising her hand to gently rub Wearing a new pair of red emerald drop earrings, the gorgeous armor glows with golden light.