Chapter 169: Traces of the Past

"It turns out that this is not the old... It's my father's conspiracy, it's the conspiracy of the crown prince and Empress Zhao......"

After the county lord of Lingrong left, Concubine Hui deliberately withdrew all the palace people who stayed in the inner hall, and then she relaxed a little and talked about this marriage with Gao Heng and Cheng Jinzhi. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

"Last time, the prince thought that he was determined to win, so he treacherously ignored Cheng Yan. But now that he has lost his feet, he naturally wants to rebuild Cheng Yan's big tree and plan for his future. ā€

Gao Heng lowered his eyes with a stern expression, and there was a solemn look floating in his dark eyes.

"If I'm guessing correctly, this should be Empress Zhao's idea. In front of her father, Cheng Yan and the prince have always been in a stalemate all these years, if she proposes to her father to marry her mother's relatives to your eldest brother, it will inevitably make her father feel that they and Cheng Yan are pretending to be posturing all these years, and there is actually a suspicion of forming a party behind their backs, so they chose Lingrong. ā€

"But my dad is not such an easy person to dismiss." Cheng Jinzhi pursed his lips and thought, "He was unguarded by the prince before, even if my second sister and my younger brother are safe now, just a Lingrong county lord, can he really make him change his mind to support and help the prince?" ā€

Cheng Jinzhi certainly hopes to get a negative answer to this question he raised.

At the beginning, the prince was treacherous to Cheng Yan, and she must have thought that the two would have a grudge and a distant relationship, so Gao Heng would think of becoming Cheng Xiuning and Cheng Yu's life-saving benefactor, so that Cheng Yan owed him a favor, which could be used in a timely manner in the future.

But now the prince has a tendency to curry favor with the Cheng family, and once Cheng Yan is used by him again, the efforts made by himself and Gao Heng before will lose their due value.

"On the surface, it seems that the marriage to the Cheng family is just a county lord, but you must know that Ling Rong's father is the king of Qi."

Gao Heng breathed a sigh of relief, got up, paced around a few steps, and then stood in front of the carved window lattice with his hands in his hands.

"As the saying goes, once a son of heaven is a courtier, and there are many brothers of the emperor, but most of them failed to die well. There are very few princes who can really let their father down and live a stable life like Uncle Erhuang, which is enough to show that he is by no means an ordinary person. Since your eldest brother married her daughter, how could he, as an old father-in-law, not help his son-in-law? Coupled with the favorable backers of the crown prince and the queen, even if your eldest brother is no longer successful, there will be people to escort his life in the future. ā€

Listening to Gao Heng's concise explanation and analysis, Cheng Jinzhi knocked on his head that was a little painful, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart that this marriage seemed to be just a marriage between princes and nobles, and there was such a complicated conspiracy behind it.

But she knows very well that in fact, what is really complicated and treacherous is not this marriage, but people's hearts.

Cheng Xuan is also the eldest son of the Cheng family, and it is the hope that the entire Cheng family can gain a foothold in the future generations, and the reason why Cheng Yan has repeatedly disappointed him is also because he hates iron and steel.

If Cheng Xuan marries the lord of Lingrong this time, it is equivalent to standing on the side of the prince with Cheng Yan, and when the prince ascends the throne, the entire Cheng family will be blessed and protected, which is a matter of success once and for all.

On the contrary, if Gao Heng takes away the storage position and ascends the throne as the emperor, then everything will be difficult to control.

Thinking of this, what Cheng Jinzhi hopes most in his heart at the moment is to skip this marriage, so that the treacherous plan of the prince and Empress Zhao cannot succeed.

"Actually, I still can't believe that Cheng Yan is the one who has always stood behind the prince. They were obviously because of Concubine Lan'......"

At this time, Concubine Hui, who had been sitting silently on the soft collapse, suddenly tightened her pupils with a gloomy expression, but stopped abruptly in the middle of her words, as if she didn't want to mention it again.

"Concubine Lan?"

Cheng Jinzhi heard Concubine Hui mention this person, and suddenly felt familiar, but there was only a general outline in his memory, and there were few specific impressions, so he couldn't help but tentatively say: "Concubine Lan said by the mother concubine, is it ......?"

"Your father doesn't like anyone to mention this anymore, and it stands to reason that I shouldn't mention it. But since you asked, it's all your own family, so it doesn't hurt to say a few words. ā€

Concubine Hui said in a soft tone, suddenly raised her head and looked at Cheng Jinzhi seriously, "It's just that Jinzhi has to promise me that after you leave this door, you are absolutely not allowed to mention a word about this matter, you know?" ā€

"Don't worry, I know."

Cheng Jinzhi nodded solemnly when he heard this, and his heart was full of curiosity about this suddenly unfolding topic, as well as this suddenly mentioned Concubine Lan.

Hearing Cheng Jinzhi's affirmative answer, Concubine Hui loosened her eyes and smiled faintly. After a moment of silence, he did not hesitate.

"Maybe you were too young at that time, and Concubine Lan had already entered the palace and was not in the mansion, so I didn't have any impression. Concubine Lan is your father's own sister, in other words, your aunt. ā€

"Oh, I remember, when I was very young, I did hear that my father had a younger sister who entered the palace as a concubine." Cheng Jinzhi suddenly raised his head, and then thought with a sad face, "But then I didn't know what happened, so I never heard about her again, my father never mentioned her again in front of people, and I didn't care about it when I was young." So my memory of this aunt is actually very weak. ā€

"It was almost twenty years ago."

Concubine Hui sighed lightly with deep eyes, and her distant gaze seemed to penetrate the vast time and fell on that distant point.

"I remember that Concubine Lan at that time was overwhelmed by the country and the city, and she favored the six palaces, and even the queen who couldn't rub the sand in her eyes had nothing to do with her. And at that time, I was just a small female official next to Concubine Lan. ā€

"The Mother ......"

Just as Concubine Hui was talking calmly, Gao Heng suddenly interrupted her words, and there was a trace of hidden pain flowing in the depths of her eyes, obviously not wanting to hear Concubine Hui mention this past.

But Concubine Hui didn't care, smiled softly at him and said gently: "Heng'er, you don't have to care, this is all a well-known thing, and I have never been humiliated by it." Besides, Jin Zhi is your wife, and there is nothing you can't say about her. ā€

Gao Heng pursed the corners of his lips when he heard this, and subconsciously glanced at Cheng Jinzhi beside him without speaking, and the solemn expression on his face stretched slightly.

"The reason why he is so sensitive is because he doesn't want others to know that his mother is from a humble background, right?"

Cheng Jinzhi thought silently in his heart, his eyes deepened, and his eyes looking at Gao Heng began to become a little complicated.

If you talk about their childhood experiences, the two of them do have the same disease.

At this moment, although she can't say that she completely empathizes, how can she not understand?

There are wounds in the depths of my heart, although they have scabbed over and flattened over time, but they can never be restored to the way they once were.

Gao Heng is like this, and so is she.