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Chapter 343 Emperor Ji

This is too humble to say. Is this still the royal concubine who was second only to Queen Xiansu?

It’s not difficult to understand!

King Yun and King Su were both dead, and her mother's situation was naturally not much better. The appointment with Zhao Huan at this time was naturally for her two unsatisfactory sons.

Zhao Huan forgave Zhu Fengying because of Zhu Lian's face.

As for the two brothers Zhao Kai and Zhao Shu, Zhao Huan did not directly maim them. He was already showing mercy outside the law. What else did he want?

"My king said I won't go. Are your ears like donkey's hair?"

Zhao Huan grabbed the little eunuch's ears and stared, as if he wanted to eat the little eunuch.

There were more than one eunuch accompanying him at the scene, and even the general manager and deputy general manager were monitoring Zhao Huan from a distance. After all, the prince was too fierce, and they were afraid that Zhao Huan would do something outrageous in the palace.

and……

Any high-ranking official who is lucky enough to enter the palace will always be polite to the eunuchs in the palace, for fear that these eunuchs will slip their backs behind their backs.

But Zhao Huan didn't care, and directly taught the young eunuch a lesson in public. The other eunuchs could only watch helplessly, not even daring to fart.

After all, Zhao Huan is not Zhu Lian, and Zhu Lian's power is a derivative of Zhao Huan's power.

Zhu Lian would not be rough with the eunuchs easily, but Zhao Huan was so persuasive that he stuffed the eunuchs into sacks and buried them alive when they were out of the palace on official business.

The little eunuch couldn't bear the pain and begged for mercy again and again: "Your Majesty, please calm down. I will obey your orders and I will never dare to show any disrespect to your Majesty."

Several eunuchs nearby lowered their heads, too frightened to express their anger.

At this moment, a Wu maid came out of the queen's palace. She thought she was driving Zhao Huan away so as not to disturb the queen's peace, but she ended up slapping the little eunuch on the face.

"Go away and die!"

This slap directly stated the queen's position. The king is in the harem and is protected by me. Anyone who dares to be disrespectful to my son will bear the consequences.

The little eunuch was so frightened that he collapsed on his knees and burst into tears.

Zhao Huan looked at the livid-faced Maid Wu, and suddenly became interested: "This young lady, are you interested in working in the palace as an errand? The princess and the concubine are in need of a bodyguard."

Maid Wu rolled her eyes at Zhao Huan and said angrily: "Your Majesty, you even poach your own mother?"

Zhao Huan pretended to be serious: "The young lady is so beautiful, I can't help myself."

Maid Wu was like a ghost in the harem. Anyone who saw them would walk around them. Now, she was teased by Zhao Huan in public. Instead of feeling disgusted, she became shy.

After all, there are no men in the harem.

Maid Wu blushed, gave Zhao Huan another hard look, and whispered: "If the prince really likes the slave, then wait twenty years, and when the slave leaves the palace, she will marry the prince."

Seeing Zhao Huan become a gentleman in an instant, Maid Wu sighed in her heart, all men are the same, shameless.

Zhao Huan walked out of the palace with his hands behind his back. When he passed by the chief and deputy stewards, Zhao Huan raised his eyebrows: "What are you looking at? I've never seen such a handsome prince?"

The two managers lowered their heads in unison. Although they cursed in their hearts, they did not dare to show any temper on the surface.

Just when Zhao Huan was about to leave, the deputy general manager asked: "Your Majesty, you really don't want to see Concubine Wang?"

"There is a rift between the prince and King Yunsu, but why bother to involve Emperor Chongde? Don't you even want this sister?"

Princess Chongde...

Zhao Huan's footsteps suddenly stopped.

The so-called "Emperor Ji" is actually a princess, and it was Cai Jing's bad idea. He suggested that Zhao Ji imitate the Zhou Dynasty's "Wang Ji" and change "Princess" to "Emperor Ji".

This special title has not existed for a long time, only about ten years.

The reason why it is said to be a bad idea is because "Emperor Ji" and "Emperor Hunger" have the same pronunciation. Many officials even criticized the change of name to the Song Dynasty, which brought disaster. For this reason, in the Southern Song Dynasty, she immediately changed her name to Princess again.

called.

The reason why Zhao Huan stopped was because Emperor Chongde was indeed the sister with whom he had the best relationship when he was young.

But as far as Zhao Huan knew, Emperor Chongde had passed away four years ago, which is why Zhao Huan never thought of visiting Emperor Chongde.

Zhao Huan slowly turned around and frowned: "Di Ji...how are you doing now?"

The deputy general manager immediately replied: "It was good at first, but now it is getting worse and worse."

"It's not because the prince is not getting along with his brothers, but because he contracted an illness and is getting worse."

"If it weren't for the fact that Di Ji was too weak to leave the palace, I'm afraid she would have come to see the prince long ago."

Hearing this, Zhao Huan couldn't help but sigh in his heart. Although there were some discrepancies in time, he was about to die after contracting the disease, which did not deviate from the historical trajectory.

Without even thinking about it, Zhao Huan stretched out his hand and pointed at the steward: "Go and report to Your Majesty that I am going to visit Princess Chongde."

Having said this, he pointed at the deputy general manager again: "You lead the way."

Although Zhao Huan's behavior was extremely rude, the two of them didn't care. As long as Zhao Huan was willing to see Emperor Chongde, he would naturally go to see Concubine Wang for the sake of Emperor Chongde.

Princess Chongde originally lived in the same palace as Wang Guifei. She contracted a strange disease that could not be cured for a long time, so she was moved to Hanxiang Pavilion, which was specially designed to treat sick nobles.

At this time, in the Hanxiang Pavilion, there were only Emperor Chongde who was lying in bed, and the little maid Chun Yue who was serving beside her.

"Cough cough cough..."

The Chongde Emperor had another violent cough. The formerly beautiful and generous Emperor now had a sallow complexion, deep eye sockets, protruding cheekbones, and was panting. She was already dying.

Chunyue beside her was wiping her tears all day long, feeling sorry for Di Ji and sad for her own fate.

After all, she was a maid who had taken care of the sick nobleman. After the death of Emperor Ji, she would inevitably be thrown into the cold palace to serve those criminal concubines.

"Slave, please go and boil some water for Di Ji. It may be better to moisten her throat."

Since there was no one in Hanxiang Pavilion, even hot water could not be drunk in time.

Zhao Miaoqing felt an uncomfortable tightness in her chest and a strong sense of suffocation, which tortured her to the point of death. She thought of committing suicide countless times, but she couldn't bear to die when she thought that she had not yet seen the elder brother she longed for.

I just want to see my elder brother again before I die.

Compared to her two biological brothers, Zhao Kai and Zhao Shu, it was Zhao Huan, her half-brother, who treated her better.

Since she fell ill, Zhao Kai and Zhao Shu had never come to visit her.

Although Zhao Huan didn't come either, but...she didn't hate Zhao Huan. After all, she hadn't heard from her eldest brother for a long time. She only knew that his life had not been easy in recent years.

"Cough cough cough..."

Zhao Miaoqing coughed again and felt like stars were rising in front of her eyes. At this moment, there was a sudden sound of footsteps in her ears.

Zhao Miaoqing thought it was Chun Yue who had returned, so she reminded her bitterly: "There is no need to work any more. This illness is only a matter of morning and night, so just let me go."


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