"Half-day epilepsy?!" Zhao's whole body froze suddenly, staring at Zhong Zhiheng with round eyes, suddenly. She looked away again in a hurry, lowered her head, and stroked the broken hair on her forehead in a panic. While whispering, "The emperor, what did the emperor say. The concubine really doesn't understand. I don't understand..."
In the autumn of the thirty-second year of Jiasheng, there was a severe drought in the south, and many crops were dying in the fields. Zhong Zhiheng was very concerned, and specially sent Zhong Mingzheng to take officials from the Ministry of Industry and the Ministry of Households south to fight the drought, and he also took advantage of this opportunity. Mrs. Zhao asked Zhong Mingzheng to buy back Bantiandian from Miaojiang. This kind of poison, which is only produced in Miaojiang, is odorless and colorless, as long as people take it. It will happen immediately. No matter how well behaved and honest people are on weekdays. It can also appear insane, completely unconscious. It's just that the medicinal properties come and go quickly. Therefore, it is called half-day epilepsy, and once the drug is over, people will return to normal. So it was very difficult to find out. Mrs. Zhao thought it was safe, but she didn't expect Zhong Zhiheng to mention it so lightly after two years.
"If you don't understand, then I'm going to ask Ming Zheng." Zhong Zhiheng didn't change his face, still looking at Zhao with raised eyebrows, and said lightly, "Xin'er, can you explain that Zheng can understand?" ?”
"Long Live Lord! This matter was done by my concubine alone! I have no contact with Ming Zheng! Please, Long Live Lord, learn from me!" The next second, Zhao Shi suddenly grabbed Zhong Zhiheng's hand tightly, and his pale cheeks were full of tears. It was tears, which dampened her delicate makeup, and she looked very embarrassed, but she couldn't care about anything, so she put on such an extremely embarrassed face, and while crying, she begged Zhong Zhiheng, "Long Live Lord!" , It is the concubine who has been fooled for a while, so he has such a muddled mind. This really has nothing to do with Mingzheng, it is all done by the concubine alone! Thousands of mistakes are all the fault of the concubine alone! Long live the Lord If you punish, please punish the concubine alone! Don't involve innocent people!"
"Innocent people? Hehe, are you really innocent?" Zhong Zhiheng said slowly, sighed silently, paused, and then said, "It doesn't matter if he is innocent or not? No matter what, he is My son, no matter what time it is, I will protect him." Having said that, Zhong Zhiheng's eyes fell on Zhao Shi's face again, he pinched Zhao Shi's chin with one hand, and took out a handkerchief with the other to gently wipe Zhao Shi's face. With a tear-stained face, he said slowly, "Just like how I will protect the little prince, even though he is just born, he is my own flesh and blood. Whoever dares to touch him will be killed."
"Long, long live..." Mrs. Zhao twitched, feeling the hand pinched on her chin, she didn't even dare to breathe, she just sucked in small mouthfuls, like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.
"Although I am dissatisfied with the Zhao family, I think that the Zhao family has followed me on the saddle, and has been loyal to me by sweeping away a lot of people and things that hinder the eyes, so I will not easily treat you. Mrs. Zhao will attack you, as long as you are self-conscious enough to be my pugs for the rest of your life, how can I be willing to attack you?" Zhong Zhiheng said coldly, while suddenly throwing his hand away, he looked at Zhao helplessly. Shi slammed his head on the soft couch with a "gudong", and his blood flowed profusely. He didn't change his expression, still showing undisguised disgust and contempt, "It's just, no matter how obedient a dog is, in the end it's still Beast, if you treat it a little bit better, it can't wait to bark its teeth at you, eager to push you down and rise up."
"Long Live Lord! My concubine doesn't dare! My concubine dare not have any dissent against Long Live Lord!" Miss Zhao didn't care that half of her head was covered in blood, so she crawled over again in a hurry, and kowtowed like garlic, "Long Live Lord, my concubine has served you for many years. You are not only the husband of the concubine but also the master of the concubine. The concubine is the most loyal to you. I have never thought about it, and I will never dare to face the long live Lord... Barbarian, please Long live the Lord Mingjian!"