"For Hu Hai."

With a faint pronunciation and a stunned look, Zhao Wu looked at Ying Zheng's eyes full of determination and emotion without hesitation.

"Hu Hai is young, he is still so young, he can't compare to the accumulated merits of his brothers, and he can't compare to the solid former ministers of his brothers, what he has is only the capital that provokes the king's pity when he is young, and he is only the king's favor.

If he didn't even have the king's favor, what could he have? ”

Zhao Wu's eyes were hazy with tears, and her timbre began to tremble uncontrollably.

"As the son of Great Qin, without his outstanding military exploits, Hu Hai can only live by relying on the blessing of his father."

Swallowing saliva made the almost silent rhythm return to a little more natural, and Zhao Wu continued to speak weakly and vigorously.

"There is only one way to be favored by the king - only when he is the youngest will he arouse the king's infinite affection, only when he is the youngest will he attract the king's endless attention, and only when he is the youngest can he have the capital to stand in this huge palace.

The life of the slave concubine is only the king and Hu Hai, the woman in the king's arms is ever-changing, and the doting on the heart is never fixed, and the only one who can do her best is our Hu Hai.

The slave concubine is stupid, she can't learn those shrewd calculations without a trace, and she can't do anything to estimate and pave the way for his future, so the slave concubine can only do this. ”

The sincerity of Zhao Wu's words and the sorrow of his heart are annoying but pitying.

She, who loves her husband and son, is not at fault, but she is the king of all peoples, and he is in the place of all the best, such a tragedy seems to be inescapable.

"Your Majesty, the concubine has made you sad, the concubine has disappointed you, and the concubine deserves death. However, the slave concubine does not regret it, and the time she has received the king's favor and love over the years is not to say that it is these unfortunate things in exchange. Even if there is more suffering, it is worth it.

How does the king end up with the guilty body of the slave concubine The slave concubine was ordered to be grateful, but the slave concubine wanted to plead with the king for the last time, please blame the slave and concubine if you want to blame it. Don't blame our king, he's still so young, he only has you, he doesn't understand anything, king, king..."

Zhao Wu finally couldn't help crying, and knelt down to pull the hem of Ying Zheng's robe, but Ying Zheng took a step back and moved away, but she was too eager to protect Hu Hai, and knelt down to follow at any time.

"For the sake of Wu'er's lifelong followers, please look at the deep affection of sleeping together for ten years. Please read the heart entrusted by the Queen Mother, such as this last wish of Wu'er in this life! ”

A banging head hit the ground, which shook everyone's hearts and broke Zhao Wu's forehead.

Ying Zheng was silent, and Zhao Wu saw it in his eyes. Ignoring the bleeding injury, he once again sincerely knocked his head on the ground. One, two... The clearer the sound of blood and bones hitting the ground, the more silent and eerie the thrilling place became.

I couldn't bear to look at it, gritted my teeth and tilted my head, I didn't know whether it was fear or pity, and tears slipped out of my eyes unconsciously.

"How many sins have you done?"

It shouldn't be that she doesn't want Zhao Wu to continue to torture herself like this. Ying Zheng's body did not move, but his cold and hard voice stopped Zhao Wu's movements.

Dizzy and not very steady, standing on her kneeling body, snot and tears mixed on her face for no reason, Zhao Wu calmly raised her eyebrows and looked at Yingzheng, who did not look at her, and truthfully told her what she thought.

"Far enough, enough to threaten the royal grace that the slave concubine bears. The king knows it, and he should do it, and none of the slaves and concubines are left, and how much the slaves and concubines love the king, how much patience they have to do it. ”

The cold voice of Zhao Wu, who had always been windy, lingered in his ears. I'm still not very comfortable with the seemingly arrogant and outward Zhao Wu actually secretly manipulating such an obscure conspiracy, it seems that I still lack the ability to see people, at least, not as I thought, all the outward temperament personnel are simple-minded.

Zhao Wu has lived in the Qin Palace for so long, and it is not for nothing that Hu Hai is placed in a unique spoiled position with Yingzheng.

"Enlightening the king, all the ladies gathered outside the gate of Wangyi Palace, concerned about the posture of the king and Mrs. Wu, implying to ask for a meeting."

Zhao Gao's words made the progress of the scene pause for a moment, Ying Zheng glanced at Zhao Wu, who was still dripping blood on his forehead, and nodded to allow Mrs. Jing and the others outside the palace to come in.

The mottled blood stains on the outskirts of Zhao Wu's body were shocking, so even if there were many people who came in uncomfortably when they saw this, there was still an orderly and rare sound.

"Your Majesty, Hu Hai has already left the school, and he is playing with Zhaokua marbles."

Mrs. Jing's report made Zhao Wu loosen some of her stiff figure, and she let out a long breath and continued her answer.

"Closely, such as Mrs. Soroshirang, they were all done by a slave concubine."

Zhao Wu's seemingly decadent emotion stunned me, and also shocked several people on the periphery.

"Mrs. Wu doesn't have to do a good job for her, what the slave concubine suffers, she knows in her heart. The sterilization and assassination was not done by Mrs. Dance, even if you are powerless at this moment, the slave concubine will not dare to frame you. ”

Although Ji Juan was deliberately looking for trouble, I still agreed with her doubts, because I also knew very well that Luo Cong was cautious to contact Huoling to do things, and would not let others take advantage of the opportunity to stuff things into it, so Zhao Wu's confession of the crime made me not know her mind for a while.

Moreover, the medicine I secretly gave to Ji Juan is a medicine that can be put in the brain, even if I don't take inventory, I can be sure that there is indeed a precious medicine like saffron.

I looked at Zhao Wu, not only annoyed by Ji Wan's unrelenting spear accusations, but also confused by Zhao Wu's unclear purpose.

Zhao Wu didn't talk to Ji Xuan, maybe she felt that she didn't have much time left, so she didn't want to waste her life by talking to Ying Zheng, her eyes didn't leave Ying Zheng, and she firmly took this unexplained stain in the past.

"Your Majesty, what the slave concubine said is true, and she doesn't dare to let the king block it. A few days ago, the concubine inadvertently learned about Mrs. Xi's gift to Mrs. Jean, although she didn't know the reason, but she felt that the opportunity was not suitable, so she secretly added some materials to it.

This is the consistent technique of the slave concubine, and the slave concubine has no need to add guilt to her behavior, nor has she ever thought of getting involved in other people's misunderstandings.

Mrs. Xi is now being looked down upon by Mrs. Jean, and the concubine has nothing to participate in, but Hu Hai still has to live, and the concubine also doesn't want Hu Hai and Mrs. Xi to be involved in the entanglement of who owes whom, so since she heard Mrs. Jean's questioning, the concubine doesn't care about what she has done. ”

She said cold-boned and calm, as if she really drew a line with our trivial disputes for the sake of Hu Hai's coolness, and no one should have anything to do with anyone.

Could it be that Zhao Wu was worried about Yingzheng before she was in danger, afraid that Yingzheng would be sad again because of her chilling Yingzheng and my affairs with Ji Juan, so she encompassed right and wrong in a package?

No, she's not that kind of person, and she doesn't have that much of a managerial heart - maybe she has something else to plan? But what else does a dying man have to think about?

The true and false words broke out, and for a while, no one spoke inside and outside the house, Ying Zheng was reluctant to speak, and the rest of the people did not dare to speak.

"Our Great Qin Palace has always been harmonious, and the sisters are also gentle and benevolent working together, but now that such a big thing has happened, it is really hateful.

Your Majesty, such a great crime of exterminating the nine clans Zhao Wu has repeatedly and wantonly committed it, and the people who have harmed him are the descendants of our Ying clan, this is a monstrous evil deed, not only her nine clans, but also the Zhao country, should also be guilty of this. ”

Mrs. Li's sudden startled voice in the silence made people's hearts float, but no one dared to act rashly on her face, and Ying Zheng's silence at this time was an unpredictable disaster for anyone present who had nothing to do with this matter.

If Zhao Wu's Zhao Guo is responsible, who can know if these Qin princesses will inevitably be involved in the first palace on weekdays.

This proposal came from the mouth of Mrs. Li, and relatively speaking, the chance of success of the admonition would be much greater than that of others, so even Zhao Wu, who only had Yingzheng in his eyes, was shocked.

"Your Majesty, the slave concubine is responsible for doing things alone, and he never dares to have any luck thoughts, the slave concubine only wants Hu Hai to be safe and sound, please read the thin noodles of the slave concubine over the years, and give the eighteen sons a way to live."

As she spoke, she kowtowed again, and said urgently as she hit the ground: "The eighteenth prince is the descendant of the Great Qin Ying clan, he is your bloodline..."

The voice is poignant, and the sound of kowtowing is even more uneasy, Zhao Wu is so energetic at this time that she will not hesitate if she wants to jump into the sea of fire.

"Enough!" Ying Zheng shouted to stop Zhao Wu's endless blood splashing and kowtowing movements, he condensed and stared at the edge blood stains on the ground, and said impatiently: "You are really delusional!" Why should the widow's child bear the sin you have done? ”

These words are undoubtedly deciding to dissociate Hu Hai from Zhao Wu.

Ying Zheng's words landed, then in this world, no one can move Hu Hai because of this matter, Zhao Wu knew his feelings very well, closed his eyes and slipped into tears.

"Thank you for your grace."

Her last long-cherished wish in this life has finally been fulfilled.

Ying Zheng's brows tightened a few times at the bloodstained gaze, and finally moved coldly and arrogantly to Zhao Wu's face, who closed his eyes and wept silently, his gaze was as cold as his voice.

"Press the dancing lady into the dungeon, and there is the Li Si case team to continue the interrogation."

This voice seems to come from the low-level Hell Forest: handing over Zhao Wu to Li Si is tantamount to placing Zhao Wu in the most miserable end, it seems that Ying Zheng is cold to Zhao Wu.

Zhao Wu, this arrogant legend that is indispensable in the Qin Palace, it seems that there is no possibility of turning over and performing miracles, because the essence of Li Si's eyes is more and more crystal clear than usual, and the smile at the corner of Mrs. Li's mouth, who has always regarded Zhao Wu as a thorn in her eye, is so real force majeure. >