Chapter 1822: People's hearts are fickle

Zhao Shu frowned, but his voice was still very gentle: "This time is different from the past. ”

Zhao Yuanjing pressed his hands on the table, leaned forward, looked at him, and said, "Little Uncle Huang, do you really have no thoughts about the queen anymore?" ”

"Nope."

Zhao Shu's voice was faint, "When the emperor was the crown prince, didn't he like that Concubine Chen?" Does the emperor still remember her now? ”

"Who said I like Concubine Chen? I'm just ...... Anyway, the reason is that Uncle Xiao Huang knows. This Ganoderma lucidum, why doesn't Uncle Xiao Huang give it to me? Zhao Yuanjing frowned, "Even if you don't have feelings for the queen now, you won't become an enemy, right?" Don't you even want to save her life? ”

Zhao Shu said indifferently: "This snow Lingzhi can't save her life, so why waste it." ”

"Waste?"

Zhao Yuanjing's face turned cold, "I really don't believe it, these words came out of the mouth of Uncle Xiaohuang." The queen is seriously ill, and even if there is only a glimmer of hope, I am willing to give it a try. You say it's wasteful? ”

Zhao Shu shook his head: "No." ”

"Uncle Xiaohuang!" Zhao Yuanjing's anger had risen in his heart, "What the hell is going on with you?" Why, hatred for the queen because of love? Would you rather watch her die than give me Snow Lingzhi? ”

Zhao Shu said lightly: "Does the emperor think that I will be the kind of person who hates because of love?" As I said, Snow Lingzhi is useless to her, so there is no need to waste such a good thing. ”

"Daile is the queen, no matter how good things are, they are not wasted on her!"

Zhao Yuanjing couldn't hold back his anger, and reached out to get the box.

Zhao Shu's movements were faster than him, and he had already taken the box first.

A chill flashed in Zhao Yuanjing's eyes, and he said slowly: "Uncle Xiaohuang, are you forcing me to do something with you?" ”

"Yuan Jing, I taught you martial arts, do you think you can beat me?"

"Uncle Xiaohuang, you are ...... now It's really changed. Zhao Yuanjing said, "I have always remembered the scene when Uncle Xiaohuang joined the army as a young man, became famous in World War I, and returned splendidly. At that time, you were the yearning of many teenagers. Two years ago, you were willing to give up the throne and your identity for the sake of Dale, even if she was exiled for thousands of miles, you had to help her ascend to the throne. Now...... What the hell is wrong with you? ”

Zhao Shu's expression was flat: "People's hearts are fickle. ”

"Other people's hearts are fickle, but you are the King of Qin, how can you?" Zhao Yuanjing looked at the little imperial uncle he had been looking up at in disbelief, and felt a chill in his heart.

It was as if all of a sudden, he had become a complete stranger.

His chivalrous courage, his uninhibitedness, and his domineering invincibility are all gone.

He turned into such a cold and selfish person.

For Zhao Yuanjing, Uncle Xiao Huang is not only Uncle Xiaohuang, but also a life guide since childhood, and a goal he has always followed.

It is also what he has always relied on.

Therefore, even if he was worried about his woman, Zhao Yuanjing was angry, annoyed, and tried many times, but he never really wanted to hurt him.

He thought that the relationship between himself and Uncle Xiaohuang had already surpassed the relationship between uncle and nephew, and he was a confidant.

After all, they even like the type of woman they like, it's exactly the same.

The Zhao Shu in front of him made Zhao Yuanjing feel strange.

The expression on his face was undoubtedly full of shock, bewilderment, and sadness.

Zhao Shu saw it, but there was no wave.

He looked cold and said, "The queen has a snow lingzhi in her hand, you can ask her to give it a try, and if it is useful for her illness, you can come again." ”