The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl Chapter 768: Concubine Huang, what do you think?

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Royal study room.

When the imperial concubine Zhao was brought to the imperial study, she was a little trembling. She just went to see the little prince at noon, but when she turned away, the little prince died. Just when she was shocked, then Zhao Ruhai had already arrived at the Yanxi Palace and said that Long Live Lord invited her to come there. What could Zhong Zhiheng do if he came to her at this time? She knew it well, but because she knew it, she became even more panicked and uneasy.

"Long live my lord, the imperial concubine has arrived." Zhao Ruhai bowed and said to Zhong Zhiheng.

"Okay, you go down," Zhong Zhiheng said slowly, with his hands behind his back, "I'm looking for some supplements to send to the Queen Mother, and I told her to go see her when I have time."

The Queen Mother had already fainted from crying three times when she heard that the little prince had died.

"Yes, I obey." At that moment, Zhao Ruhai bowed and resigned. For a while, only Zhong Zhiheng and Zhao were left in the room.

"I have seen Long Live Lord," Mrs. Zhao looked at Zhong Zhiheng's back and carefully saluted, "I respectfully wish to greet you, Long Live Lord."

"Xin'er, how many years have you been in the palace?" Zhong Zhiheng spoke slowly, without looking back, still standing facing the window with his hands behind his back.

Zhao’s name is Changxin.

"Long live the Lord, this concubine entered the palace on the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month in the eighth year of Jiasheng," Mrs. Zhao whispered. She didn't know why Zhong Zhiheng suddenly asked about this, but it suddenly brought up old things. Son, Zhao couldn't help but feel a warm current in her heart, "It was also such a cold time at that time."

"Yes, it was also at this time. I remember that you were only sixteen years old at that time. The delicate little girl was very afraid of the cold. When you came to bed for the first time, you were still aggrievedly frozen because of the cold wind blowing on the road. You cried so much that I didn't even want to touch you, so I couldn't bear to coax you." Zhong Zhiheng said softly, his tone full of tenderness recalling the past, "But the next day, you cried again, I asked you why, and then I found out that because I didn't favor you that night, you worried me so much that I cried anxiously. I have never seen such a painful girl like you."

"Yes, I didn't mention how panicked I was at that time, because Grandma Jiaoyin kept asking questions, and then she sighed, saying that I was afraid that I would never be able to enter the Yangxin Hall again. I was really serious. I'm so anxious, and I'm annoyed that I cried and cried in front of Lord Long Live, upsetting Lord Long Live, and I blame myself for entering the palace, so why do I still think that I'm the daughter of the Zhao family?" As he spoke, Mrs. Zhao also curled her lips and smiled, "Who would have thought that the next day, Long Live Master would turn over my concubine's sign again. I was so excited that I jumped up. This time, there was also a cold wind blowing on the road, but But I don’t feel cold at all, I just feel that my whole body is warm." At this point, Mrs. Zhao raised her head and looked at Zhong Zhiheng who was standing with his back to her without blinking, with a twinge in his eyes. It is piety and admiration, "Because I know that Long live the Lord has my heart in my heart."

"Yes, I have you in my heart, so as soon as you entered the palace, I gave you the position of concubine, and I was also willing to give you the face of the Zhao family. So over the years, Zhao Changrong has gone smoothly in the previous dynasty. You are the right prime minister of a very popular minister, and you are also outstanding in the harem, with the position of deputy empress, I feel that I have treated you and the Zhao family very well," Zhong Zhiheng said slowly, turning around slowly , his eyes roamed around Zhao's body, and finally fell on Zhao's pale cheeks, "Huang Guifei, what do you think?"