Chu Huotian smiled slightly when he heard this, and arched his hand disapprerovingly: "Thank you for your concern, when Ben Hou is not in Beijing, Guozhang wants to deal with more things and more hardship." Now I still have to care about Benhou's harvest, I really dare not take it. ”

Guozhang Wang Jing laughed, and his snow-white beard curled: "Hou Ye really likes to tell jokes, it is the duty of a courtier to worry about the king, and the old man is just doing his duty, no matter how hard it is, it is worth it." Master Hou, do you say that this is the truth? ”

Chu Huotian still smiled slightly, dusted the hem of his court robe and said: "The national lord is right, being a courtier should indeed have his own duty, but don't ask about things that shouldn't be asked." Guozhang has been an official for many years, and I want to understand this truth better. ”

After speaking, he bowed his hand slightly, turned around and left.

Wang Jing watched his slender and straight back gradually fade away, and a sneer tugged at the corner of his mouth. Suddenly, a small chamberlain in the distance trotted over and whispered a few words in his ear.

Wang Jing nodded, and then followed him back to the inner court.

After passing through the gates of the palace, he came to the "Zhaohua Palace".

Queen Wang was dressed in a golden silk phoenix suit, wearing a crown of golden phoenix beads, and there was no expression on her snow-white face, and she sat upright on the main seat of the palace. Seeing her so solemn, Wang Jing couldn't help but be stunned and saluted first. Only then did he ask cautiously: "What is the important matter for the queen to call Weichen?" ”

With a wave of her hand, the palace people on both sides retreated cleanly, and she slowly flicked the huge cat's eye gold ring on her finger and said, "This palace is looking for my father to discuss something." ”

Guozhang Wang Jing put on a smiling face when he heard this: "The queen has something to embarrass about." ”

Queen Wang slowly turned cold: "The palace is thinking, whether the prince is interested or not, why has it been so long, Han Zhen is almost sixteen years old, and he is still a prince." The palace is also wondering if this abbot is his own grandfather. As soon as he finished speaking, a pair of sharp eyes shot out of anger.

Guozhang Wang Jing's smiling face suddenly stiffened, he looked around, and then said in a low voice: "Daughter, isn't it running for my father." Just now, the court has already provoked this head again, you have to believe it......"

Before he finished speaking, Queen Wang had already slapped her palm on the carved phoenix nanmu case: "Believe, believe?" How long has Hongu believed you?! The slut in the 'Linhua Palace' is now reliably on a big tree. Lord Guozhang, don't you know that the woman has already built a bridge with Chu Dinghou? ”

Wang Jing was taken aback, and said in a lost voice: "When is it, this is ...... After saying this, drops ......of cold sweat broke out on his forehead, no wonder Chu Huotian could be so leisurely, and the overwhelming rumors didn't seem to be able to shake him a point. It turned out that he had already chosen his place.

"But, why didn't he help the fourth prince, isn't the biological mother of the fourth prince his distant cousin." Wang Jing wiped his cold sweat and said hurriedly. Although the four princes are young, isn't it better to control Chu Dinghou, who has great power?! And the Qingliu party forces behind the eldest prince sometimes don't buy Chu Dinghou's account. Compared with each other, I originally thought that he would not choose the eldest prince, but this rumor was intended to force him to move closer to the queen's party, but I didn't expect him to act like this...... So how can this situation be cleaned up?

"That woman died ten years ago, Father, do you think he was so stupid to help a prince who has no power behind him? Hmph, the woman of 'Linhua Palace' seems to be determined to fight with us this time. The palace will go to see the emperor now and ask him who he wants to appoint, whether he wants to establish the son of the slut or the son of the palace. ”

He didn't want to think about who helped him sit on the throne in the first place, and now he favored that slut! Father, you don't know, someone came with news yesterday, and he told the slut that among all the princes, the eldest prince is the most like him. ”

The face of the queen's delicate makeup was twisted hideously. The glittering emerald ruby gold armor on his fingers brushed across the table, and two clear marks were abruptly imprinted on it. Just like her anger, it was about to come out.

"Most like him! Most like him! The most similar thing is probably the wretched portrait, no matter how good Han Zhen is, he can't compare to that slut's child. I don't accept it, I don't accept it to death! ”

She screamed and hurriedly walked towards the temple gate, Wang Jing hurriedly stepped forward and grabbed her arm: "Daughter, calm down." You can't be so impulsive, if you go, Hanzhen's future will be ruined......"

Queen Wang's towering chest rose and fell violently, and suddenly she cried loudly, and slammed the phoenix crown on her head to the ground, and suddenly the huge pearls on the phoenix crown spread out: "Do you know how long the emperor hasn't stepped into Zhaohua Palace?" Two months! Exactly two months! He is determined not to want our mother and son. ”

Wang Jing saw that Queen Wang was on the ground, crying loudly, and there was no majesty in the past. A hint of heartache flashed in his cloudy old eyes, when did his gentle daughter become what she is now.

In the past, she was high above the world, but now she seems to be a resentful woman.

It's all him!

Ungrateful vile villains! If he hadn't been planning for him behind his back, how would he be able to reign over the world and be complacent?

Now he is old, and his daughter is old. But he forgot the kindness of the past, and forgot all that he had.

A trace of ruthlessness flashed in Wang Jing's eyes, he slowly squatted down, carefully picked up the scattered phoenix crown, the green tendons on the back of his old hand were tangled, like the bark of an old tree, but the golden phoenix in his hand was lifelike and ready to fly.

The queen's cry was like a sharp knife in his heart. His daughter, who has been held in the palm of his hand like a jewel since he was a child, and his daughter who is as proud as a phoenix, is now so fragile and vulnerable.

The bustling inner sanctuary is now so empty in the eyes, without the grace of the king, even the queen's bedroom here is just a lifeless cage.

He put the phoenix crown on Queen Wang's messy hair upright, and his cloudy old eyes revealed kindness that he hadn't seen for a long time: "Daughter, do you remember when you were seven years old, you wanted a jade doll in the 'Mingyue Fang', but later, the daughter of Lord Li's family bought it before you." You run back and weep for your father. When his father went to Lord Li's house, he exchanged 100 gold with him, but he refused to change it. Later, he sent a subordinate for his father, entered his house, and secretly destroyed the jade doll. ”

“…… Daughter, don't worry, it should be yours, the Wang family, the father will not let it be snatched by others, whether it is the jade doll of the year, or the current crown prince, the father will definitely snatch it over, even if you can't grab it, no one else can get it. ”

He spoke in harmony, his voice like a spring breeze in March, but with an endless murderous aura.

Queen Wang was stunned when she heard this, and the tears rolling down her makeup had already washed out the traces of flowers. My father's old face was so close, when did my father get so old.

She wowed and threw herself into her father's arms, as if she was still the little daughter of many years ago, as long as she was in her father's arms, she could get everything in the world, she cried loudly, as if many years of grievances had cried out with the true cry.

The prosperous and luxurious "Zhaohua Palace" is even more silent like stagnant water because of this sad cry.