Chapter 303: Can't Breathe

"Hao'er, you always have to understand that being a mother will never harm you."

"What I did for my mother, everything I did, was for you, and your brothers."

"No matter what the moment is, Wei Niang will be on your side, not Zhao Hai's side."

"Otherwise, my mother will not cooperate with you, taking such a big risk in the palace to hide and command those eyes and killers."

But Zhao Hao didn't even listen to a word.

He stood in the shadows, in the darkness, like a cheetah ready to attack.

But his eyes were as cold as a piece of ice.

A strong killing intent flashed in his eyes.

No one is allowed, nor can they prevent themselves from achieving the throne and achieving a career that is unparalleled in the world.

Since Concubine Chen, you want to surrender to Zhao Hai, then don't blame me for being ruthless.

In front of the throne of the emperor, there are only enemies and allies, and there are no relatives.

Whoever believes in emotion will die on it.

At this time, there was a strong and distorted flame in Zhao Hao's heart.

This flame was burning in an unimaginable situation, almost setting his whole body on fire.

Because of this, it burned out the last trace of humanity and reason in Zhao Hao.

He has been completely blinded by power.

In his eyes, he could see nothing but the throne.

Concubine Chen saw the abnormality in her son, but she couldn't do anything.

Zhao Hao didn't want to hear her say more at all, and he didn't trust her anymore.

She said that breaking the sky, in such an era, is an outdated harem concubine.

In this kind of rebellion, the Ninth Five-Year Dispute, she can't do anything at all.

There was only one thing she could do, and that was to pray.

Pray that God will bless her son and that nothing will happen.

It's not too early, and she can't continue to stay by Zhao Hao's side.

If Zhao Hai finds out, both of them will be doomed.

Concubine Chen left worriedly.

……

In the Ganquan Palace.

Dressed in a cyan palace dress, mature and graceful, there are thousands of styles between gestures, like a peony flower that is too mature to ripen, Concubine Chen, her eyebrows are slightly clustered together, and she is walking towards her bedroom.

It's not that far.

But Concubine Chen has been gone for a long, long time, as if she has gone from being seven or eight years old to the present, and it has taken more than 20 years.

To this point, she has suffered a lot of grievances, a lot of bitterness, and a lot of suffering.

She received the status, honor, wealth, and enjoyment that almost everyone could only dream of.

But she felt that none of this was important, the important thing was that her three sons could live their lives peacefully, and that was enough.

But her eyes at the moment were unprecedentedly dim, and her limbs were unprecedentedly weak.

Even if she was forcibly occupied by Zhao Hai, she did not completely lose hope in life.

But Zhao Hao's cold eyes and no longer wanting to pay attention to her mother became the last straw that overwhelmed her.

And the situation has deteriorated to a point where it cannot be worse.

The killer organization made by himself and Hu Yantuo was served by Zhao Hai.

Taishan's action was blocked, and his backhand was General Zhao Hai.

Now Zhao Hao has also become crazy, and he is going to face Zhao Hai.

Once the things they have done in the past are discovered, then there is only a point of no return, a dead end, waiting for their family.

Paper can't contain fire after all, and what they have done will eventually be discovered one day.

Concubine Chen became more and more panicked and frightened.

Every time in the dead of night, she began to regret that she was so ambitious at the beginning, and regretted why she had to help her son seize the imperial power.

From the beginning, she should not have supported Zhao Hao, otherwise she would not have reached the point where it is difficult to ride a tiger like today.

She was so deep in thought, so deeply engaged that he didn't even notice the person in front of him.

"Bang!" A bang.

Concubine Chen met a tall man head-on and bumped into a full bosom.

Concubine Chen looked up in horror and saw Zhao Hai looking down on her condescendingly.

"Your Majesty?" She said with some confusion.

Zhao Hai stood in the darkness and showed a slightly gloomy smile.

"I don't know, Concubine Chen, you didn't stay in Ganquan Palace at such a big night, where did you go?"

Concubine Chen's face was flustered, and her heart almost jumped to her throat.

She was sweating frantically, and her hands were clutching at her dress.

She forcibly squeezed out a smile and looked at Zhao Hai, "The mourning family is really a little dull and uncomfortable in his chest, and he can't sleep, so he deliberately came out to relax." ”

Zhao Hai came out of the darkness, dressed in a black rolling dragon robe, like a mighty black dragon, and the whole person was full of oppression.

With a sneer on his face, he approached Concubine Chen little by little, "Concubine Chen, with your current status, walking around the palace without bringing a palace maid, do you think this is appropriate?" ”

Concubine Chen felt her heart beat so terrified that she couldn't even breathe.