The Emperor's Beloved Ugly Girl

"Yes, my mother sleeps well. My son will come to see you in a few days." Zhong Zhiheng got up slowly and stepped out of the dormitory.

"Emperor, take off!"

With the sharp voice of the eunuch, the queen mother suddenly burst out with blood, and she lay on the edge of the bed like mud.

"Queen Mother! Queen Mother! " Biqiao, the maid of the empress dowager, hurried into the bedroom after hearing the news. As soon as she looked at the red blood spots on the floor tiles, she was so scared that her legs were soft that she knelt down in front of the bed. As she was busy, she had to wipe her mouth for the Empress Dowager and shed tears. "Empress dowager, what are you doing

"Siyao, siyao..." The Empress Dowager shook her head in a trance. "Siyao, aunt, I'm sorry for you, I'm sorry for you..."

"Great doctor! Go and get the doctor. " The maid was so busy that she helped the Empress Dowager to lie down, and then called for the doctor.

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"What voice?" In the bloody sun, the Dragon chariot slowly passed the longzong gate. Zhong Zhiheng's face was intolerant. With his chin on one hand, he looked at the reflection of the branches and tendrils on the wall of the Red Palace, which seemed to be a monster.

"It's Ci Ning palace," Zhao Ruhai, the chief eunuch, said carefully. "It seems that the Empress Dowager's body is not very good. The palace people of CI Ning palace went to ask the eunuch to come here."

Zhong Zhiheng's eyebrows were locked tightly, and his deep eyes were staring at the reflection of the branches and vines on the wall. He was so annoyed that he could not say for a long time. "Let's cut all the flowers and trees on the side of the road."

Zhao Ruhai looked at the row of jade hall spring, and his face was a little embarrassed. He whispered: "long live, this is the fourth Prince's birth, you ordered to plant it."

Zhong Mingrong, the fourth prince, is the second son of Zhao Guifei. Now he is 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. However, the long live master ordered Huafang to cultivate carefully. At last, in the year when the fourth prince was born, yutangchun planted a root in this Imperial City. The flowers of yutangchun are blooming year by year, just like the saint pet of concubine Zhao.

Zhong Zhiheng didn't speak, but squinted at Zhao Ruhai. Zhao Ruhai was so busy that he bowed to him and said, "yes, I do."

"Long live, where are you going now?" Now Zhao Ruhai said with a smile, "concubine Zhao and Lady Lady Lady have already prepared dinner."

"Go to Jingren palace." Slow voice of Zhong Zhiheng.

"Yes," Zhao Ruhai said, then swept away the dust, "Jingren palace!"

Yanxi palace.

"Lady! a queen! Long live is coming to our palace! It's past the Jingyun gate, "the eunuch, the leader of Yanxi palace, came in happily and reported," Niang, hurry up and get ready to take over! "

"Really? Long live! " Zhao Guifei was very happy. She was busy getting up from the soft couch, arranging her luxurious clothes and jewelry, and asked Zhong Mingzheng, the third prince behind her, with a smile, "do you think it's good to make up for her today? Is it too much make-up? "

"The mother's wife is a natural beauty. It's always appropriate to wear light and heavy make-up. The son looks good," Zhong Mingzheng said with a smile, holding Zhao Guifei out of the hall together, while saying, "the father always treats the mother and the concubine well, but the father must come to accompany the mother and the concubine on festivals."

"You're right. Long live is very kind to our palace. However, there are some humble people who don't lift their eyes. They have no skin and face to fight for favor with our palace." Princess Zhao snorted coldly. She raised her hand and gently stroked the new pair of red and emerald earrings. The gorgeous armor was shining with gold.