"Dong 'er, are you hiding something from me?”
Zhao Ji suddenly raised her head and looked at Dong 'er, who was at the side, and asked, caught off guard.
"Ah?"
Dong 'er's body trembled, and her face turned slightly pale. She said awkwardly,""No, I don't think so!"
At first, Concubine Zhao was just curious and asked casually. However, when she saw Dong 'er's expression, she immediately became suspicious and her face turned cold." Dong' er, what are you hiding from me? They hid it from me, but do you have to hide it from me too?”
Zhao Ji's words were filled with anger. She had raised Dong 'er since she was young and treated her like a daughter. Now, Dong' er actually dared to lie to her. This made Zhao Ji feel betrayed.
When she thought about how her husband, her son, and the two people she loved the most in her life were hiding something from her, she was so angry that her hands were trembling.
"Madam, no, Queen, I…"
Dong 'er fell to her knees with tears in her eyes." Madam, it's not that I don't want to tell you, but it's better not to know about this…"
"Speak."
Lady Zhao frowned and stared at Dong 'er. She gritted her teeth and said,"I want to know everything about Zheng 'er. There's nothing I can't handle.”
"This…is."
Seeing this, Dong 'er could only lower her head and obey, because there was no point in hiding it anymore. Instead, it would cause a rift between the queen and the Crown Prince. It was better to make it clear.
It would be better to let the Queen know what the Crown Prince had done for her.
"Your Majesty, I was playing with the Crown Prince in Xianyang yesterday. I heard it in a tavern, I heard…"
Dong 'er's face was slightly red and she was a little hesitant. However, when she saw that Zhao Ji was still staring at her, she could only grit her teeth and continue," I heard some filthy words, and they actually made up stories about the queen, the king, and Minister Lü in Handan. They made it sound very unpleasant, and they even made up stories about the crown prince not being the king's…"
"Impudent!"
When Concubine Zhao heard this, how could she not understand what he meant? She immediately stood up in shock and anger." Who has the guts to slander me and my son? I must tear them into pieces!"”
Concubine Zhao fiercely swept her sleeves, and all the plates and wine jugs on the coffee table fell to the ground, shattering into pieces.
"Hateful, hateful, truly hateful!”
Zhao Ji's face was red and her body was trembling with anger. She clutched her chest and felt a sharp pain in it. She staggered and her face became extremely pale.
This matter had always been her biggest worry. Although it was not true, she had always been worried that it would become a stain on her beloved son.
Now, her worries had finally become a reality.
This made Zhao Ji angry, but at the same time, she was filled with unease and guilt.
Such words had been used in Handan in the past, but only in a small circle. Many people used this sentence to insult the mother and son, and every time the young Ying Zheng fought, it was mostly because of this.
Now, such rumors had spread to Xianyang.
She was very afraid that Ying Zheng would do something drastic because of this.
"Madam, be careful. Take care of your phoenix body!”
Dong 'er quickly got up and helped the unsteady Zhao Ji up. She looked anxious and guilty." I, I shouldn't have said this to the Queen."”
"This is not your fault."
Zhao Ji's pretty face was dark and gloomy. Her hands were clenched tightly, trembling slightly. Her voice was hoarse." Did they really say such terrible things? What else did they say?"
"Queen, those are all rumors and slander. Let's not listen to them anymore!”
Dong 'er was unwilling to shake her head and say anything else.
If Zhao Ji was so angry, she would not be able to make up for it even if she died.
"Speak, continue. I want to hear what other vicious words they can say!”
Zhao Ji slammed the table and continued to ask.
She was unwilling to accept it if she did not get to the bottom of this.
"Queen…"
Dong 'er continued to shake her head. Her lips were tightly shut, and she was unprecedentedly determined.
"Leave it to me."
Right at this moment, a slightly tender and gentle voice rang out from behind him. It was unknown when Ying Zheng had returned.
"Sister Dong, take them down.”
Ying Zheng had changed his clothes. Although he did not see what had happened earlier, he could guess the reason with just a slight guess.
"Young Master, I'm sorry. I didn't mean it!”
Dong 'er left behind Lady Zhao, looking at Ying Zheng with an aggrieved and apologetic expression.
"Don't worry, Sister Dong. It's not your fault.”
Ying Zheng smiled and squeezed Dong 'er's little hand, calming her down.
They had grown up together, so she knew that Ying Zheng was comforting her, and did not blame her. This made her heave a sigh of relief.
She didn't care about anything else. The only thing she cared about was that one day, Ying Zheng would ignore her, and that was something she couldn't bear.
As long as Ying Zheng did not blame her, she was willing to give up her life.
After Dong 'er left with everyone else, Ying Zheng walked to Lady Zhao's side and gently held her hand.
However, this time, Zhao Ji shook him off fiercely.
" You're lying to me too?" she asked with tears of grievance on her face.”
Ying Zheng did not give up. He grabbed Lady Zhao's hand once again, but no matter how hard she tried, she could not shake it off. He raised his head and looked at Lady Zhao.
Zhao Ji's eyes were red, and she felt more and more wronged. She directly leaned on her son's shoulder and sobbed.
Her shoulders trembled, and her clothes were soon drenched in tears.
Ying Zheng sighed softly, then wrapped his other arm around Lady Zhao's waist and slowly sat down on the wooden couch, making it easier for her to cry in his arms.
Concubine Zhao cried. She didn't talk about the bitterness in Handan, but it was as if she was pouring out all the resentment she had accumulated over the years.
It would not be easy for him to survive alone in Handan, which was surrounded by enemies, with his newborn son.
But she rarely mentioned these things, neither to Ying Zheng nor Ying Yiren.
She had been suppressing it in her heart all this while. Now that she had suffered such a huge grievance, she finally exploded.
After a long time, the sobbing gradually eased.
Ying Zheng did not interrupt her all this while, just to let her vent her frustrations. It was not until now that he patted her back and comforted her softly," Mother, of course I know how hard you've been working. That's why I have to protect you from any harm."”
"Zheng 'er doesn't allow anyone to slander my mother, and he doesn't want my mother to be sad when she hears these rumors.”
Ying Zheng's expression was firm. Although his voice was tender, it was filled with an irrefutable tone.
"Zheng 'er, a-is mother really such a bad woman?”
Lady Zhao raised her head with teary eyes, cupped Ying Zheng's face with both hands, and asked nervously.
There was fear in her eyes, afraid that her son would despise her.
Although she really hadn't done anything, the rumors had spread. If it wasn't dirty, it was dirty.
"Of course not."
Ying Zheng said firmly.
He thought of that dream and the records in the book titled " Records of the Historian ".
Was Zhao Ji a bad woman?
According to the records and dreams, the future was…
Whether it was out of sincerity to kill him or because she was used to kill him, the mother and son had indeed parted ways.
In the end, the mother did not know the child, and the child did not know the mother. They did not see each other for the rest of their lives, and the outcome was a dream.
However, that was just a dream. It had not happened yet, and it would never happen again.
Ying Zheng's eyes grew more and more determined.
Since he knew all of this, he would not make the same mistake again.
Because he would not allow it!
Therefore, in the past year, he returned to Zhiyang Palace almost every day to accompany Lady Zhao.
It was so that Zhao Ji would no longer feel lonely. At the same time, she wanted to experience the pure kinship between mother and son.
There were no benefits, no changes.
The purest form of love.
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