The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl Chapter 747: The dream of the fourth prince

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Zhong Zhiheng watched with disgust as Zhao Changrong's figure disappeared outside the door curtain. How could Concubine Shu, with her cautious character, let her maid deliver persimmon cakes to Concubine Hui? How come rumors suddenly spread in the capital that Prince Hui was a broken sleeve? Zhong Zhiheng was not a fool. Although the Zhao family was cautious and specifically picked Dai Jingfeng to cause trouble after his death, Jin Yiwei is Jin Yiwei. Is it possible that without Dai Jingfeng, Does that make him blind?

So, Zhong Zhiheng knew very well who was causing trouble behind the scenes. Only then did he bring down the Xu family. If he attacks the Zhao family again at this time, he will inevitably gain a reputation as mean and unkind. Moreover, it is almost the end of the year, and the collapse of the Zhao family will inevitably involve the two princes Zhong Mingzheng and Zhong Mingrong. The most important thing is that if they are involved...

Who acquiesced in Zhao Changrong's instigation of the major case of 20 years ago?

So, Zhong Zhiheng could only endure it for the time being.

"Long live my lord," Zhao Ruhai came in holding up the curtain, "The fourth prince wants to see you."

Zhong Zhiheng was startled, then put down the memorial in his hand and nodded: "Xuan."

"Father!"

As soon as he finished speaking, before Zhao Ruhai could turn around, a half-year-old young man rushed in. The young man had a delicate appearance and inherited the fair and smooth skin of the imperial concubine, but his appearance and facial features were eighty-nine similar to Zhong Zhiheng, no? The person standing next to him was none other than the Fourth Prince Zhong Mingrong.

At this time, Zhong Mingrong was walking towards Zhong Zhiheng step by step. He did not kowtow to salute, but walked straight to Zhong Zhiheng’s dragon case, took Zhong Zhiheng’s arm and started to act coquettishly: “Father, you Don't scold me, okay?"

"You also know that you will be scolded if you come here at this time?" Zhong Zhiheng looked at the young man with a bluffing face, and said coldly, "Why did you come to me if you didn't go to the study and study hard?"

"Father..." Zhong Mingrong looked ashamed and guilty and hesitated to speak. He looked at Zhao Ruhai and said, "Eunuch Zhao, please go out first. My father and I have a private conversation. Something to say."

"Yes, I am resigning." Zhao Ruhai was so busy that he bowed and retreated.

"What secrets do you have to tell me alone?" Zhong Zhiheng looked at Zhong Mingrong with a smile. He really loved Zhong Mingrong, not only because Zhong Mingrong was the prince who looked most similar to him, but also because Zhong Mingrong was the prince who looked most similar to him. It's because of Zhong Mingrong's lovable and clear energy. Here in Zhong Mingrong, he, a man who has always been cruel and ruthless, can also develop a fatherly heart. At that moment, Zhong Zhiheng pulled Zhong Mingrong and sat on his bed. On his thigh, he held Zhong Mingrong's waist and said with a smile, "Let's talk about it, we are the only ones here."

"Father, I had a dream last night," Zhong Mingrong lowered his head and whispered, his thick eyelashes flickering, "I told my mother when I got up early, but my mother got angry because of it. , I was strictly not allowed to tell my father, but I still wanted to tell my father, so while I was going to the study, I sneaked over to my father."

"Say, I'm listening." Zhong Zhiheng's eyes darkened a little.

"Father, I dreamed of the Queen." Zhong Mingrong suddenly raised his head, his narrow phoenix eyes looked at Zhong Zhiheng unblinkingly with unconcealed sadness, "I dreamed of the Queen. The Queen cried, she cried very sadly. In a place I didn’t know, with only a glimpse of the endless snow, the Queen collapsed on the snow and kept crying..."

"What else?" Zhong Zhiheng's gaze became deeper. He looked at Zhong Mingrong's twinkling eyes and asked slowly.

"No more," Zhong Mingrong shook his head, put his arms around Zhong Zhiheng's neck, and said, "The Queen is my aunt's mother. My father has taught me since childhood that we should respect our aunt's mother more than our biological mother. I have always kept it in mind, so when I dreamed about the Queen, I rushed to tell my father. I knew that my father must be thinking about the Queen, and so did I..."

"Good boy," Zhong Zhiheng gently patted Zhong Mingrong's hand, paused, and asked casually, "Since your mother and concubine don't allow you to come and tell me this, then why are you here anyway? What?"

"My son is my father's son, and my father's blood is flowing in my body. In my heart, although my mother and concubine are important, they are definitely not as important as my father." Zhong Mingrong looked at Zhong Zhiheng, With piety and awe, every word is childish and solemn, "I want my father to be happy."

"Good boy, I'm very pleased." Zhong Zhiheng put Zhong Mingrong into his arms with all his strength, then put Zhong Mingrong on the ground, and then said with a smile, "Go to the study quickly, don't If your mother and concubine find out, you will be scolded again when you go back!"