Zhuang Jing snorted coldly: "Are you still the original Majesty?" ”

"I'm afraid we were all deceived by her, she was just pretending to be before, but in fact, she was secretly developing power."

"Now that she is full-fledged, she is no longer the puppet she was at the mercy of others, your mother has coerced and coerced her many times in the court over the years, how can she tolerate me?"

Zhuang Bihua was a little flustered: "That... So what to do? ”

Zhuang Jing's sharp eyes narrowed slightly: "We can't sit still." ”

"What do you mean, mother?"

I saw Zhuang Jing take out a red porcelain vase from his sleeve.

Zhuang Bihua was slightly stunned: "This is ......"

Zhuang Jing handed the bottle to him: "This is the poison I got from a foreign land, it is called Seven Exhaustion, this poison is colorless and tasteless, in this poison, people will suddenly become seriously ill, the internal organs will fail rapidly, and they will die of a violent illness within seven days, and even the imperial doctor can not find the root of the disease." ”

His mother handed him the poison, and Zhuang Bihua, who was as smart as Zhuang Bihua, suddenly thought of the intention, her eyes widened in shock, and her hand holding the bottle trembled slightly.

"Mother, do you want me to poison Your Majesty?"

"Not bad."

Zhuang Jing's face was gloomy, and her sharp eyes flashed fiercely: "Your Majesty's style of acting has changed greatly, even I can't control it, if she can attack Zou Qingyu today, he will definitely come to deal with me one day." ”

"If you don't do it first, your majesty will clean us up when the time comes."

Zhuang Bihua's face was white, the hand holding the porcelain vase was slightly tight, and he hesitated: "But ......"

Zhuang Jing's face was slightly gloomy: "Hua'er, you are the most important to your mother, and you don't want our dealer to end up with a full house, right?" ”

Zhuang Bihua: "I ......"

Zhuang Jing: "While Your Majesty hasn't done it yet, let's get rid of her first, and then we will support Ying'er to ascend the throne as the emperor." ”

Hearing this, Zhuang Bihua couldn't help frowning: "But Feng Jun ......"

"Snort~"

Zhuang Jing's eyes were full of contempt and disdain: "A man with no background and no threat, is he still slaughtered without Feng Jinsu?" ”

"When the time comes, find an opportunity to deal with him and the evil seed in his belly."

"But mother, Your Majesty is still very good to me... I... I can't get my hands on it......"

Zhuang Bihua remembered the memories of being with His Majesty before, His Majesty was really good to him at that time, and it can be said that he was the most favored in the entire harem.

At the thought of killing her, Zhuang Bihua was still a little reluctant in her heart.

Seeing that his son was still obsessed with that Feng Jinsu, the Taishi was very annoyed.

"If you don't start, do you have to wait for the banker to destroy before you are willing?"

Zhuang Bihua's face turned pale and shook her head: "No... The son didn't mean that. ”

Zhuang Jing snorted coldly and flicked her sleeves angrily: "That Feng Jinsu has been stunned by Feng Jun, and there is no you in her heart at all, what are you still thinking about her?" ”

"I've heard that he hasn't set foot in your dormitory once in the past three years, isn't that enough for you to realize that she's disgusted with you?"

"Now she spoils that Liu Changan very much, everything is close to him, and you, the noble gentleman who was once favored, have long been thrown out of the clouds, how can I remember you?"

The more Zhuang Bihua's face became whiter, her thin lips bit out a trace of blood, and her voice trembled.

"Mother, don't say it."

Zhuang Bihua clutched the porcelain vase: "I will do what you ask." ”

Inner thoughts surge, jealousy, resentment, pain, struggle, and finally silence.

The deep eyes were complex, like resentment and self-deprecation, and a wry smile was slightly raised on his face.

"Mother, you're right, since ancient times, it has been the most ruthless emperor's family, and it's a joke to fall in love with the emperor!"

"I've never heard the newcomer laugh and not the old man crying, I, an old and decrepit nobleman, where can I compare to her young and beautiful new love?"

"In that case, why should I be nostalgic for the past feelings, she is not kind, then don't blame me for being unrighteous."

The son can figure it out, and Zhuang Jing feels relieved: "It's good that you can think like this, you deserve to be the son of this master!" ”

Zhuang Bihua's expression was slightly restrained: "It's all taught well by my mother." ”