The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl Chapter 801: He only thinks that I am a blind man

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Royal study room.

This year’s New Year’s Eve dinner, the Queen Mother did not attend due to illness. Prince Rong Zhong Mingzheng was also ill and did not come. Prince Rong and Princess Da’an stayed at the house to take care of Zhong Mingzheng. Princess Huijun’s belly was almost nine months old. , it was inconvenient to go out, so I didn’t come. This New Year’s Eve dinner was inevitably much deserted than in previous years. Zhong Zhiheng watched the palace dance that was exactly the same as in previous years, listened to the courtiers’ endless flattery, and drank the same Baiye as in previous years. The wine tasted less and less as time went by, so before setting off the fireworks, he got up and went back to the imperial study. However, before he returned to the imperial study, Jiang Boren was already there.

"How's the investigation going? What disease did Prince Rong have? Why have he refused to go out for so many days?" Zhong Zhiheng asked slowly while sipping his tea.

Since the sudden death of the imperial concubine, Zhong Mingzheng has been stimulated. First, he smelled of alcohol all day long, and then he actually sent a memorial directly, saying that he was sick and was being raised by the general in the palace, and he could not enter the palace for a few years. Zhong Zhiheng Where can I not be angry? When one loses one's mother, there is no one without grief. Didn't even the fourth prince cry in front of him for a long time? No matter how serious the imperial concubine's sins are, he will not prohibit her children from remembering her. This is the attitude a father should have, but as a noble man, he will never allow it. Prince Rong always indulges in it. The more sad Prince Rong is, the more he will resent him as the initiator of the death of the imperial concubine. This is something he will never allow. So at first, Zhong Mingzheng just drank and he didn't want to take care of it. But later, Zhong Mingzheng actually Zhong Zhiheng couldn't hold himself back even for the morning court.

"Long live the Lord, Prince Rong is not ill, but injured." Jiang Bairen said.

Zhong Zhiheng was startled and was so busy that he put down the tea cup in his hand and asked: "Injured? How was he injured? Is it serious?"

"Long live the Lord, Prince Rong's injury was not serious, and he is now mostly recovered. As for why Prince Rong was injured..." Jiang Bairen pursed his lips, and then continued, "It's Prince Rong, Princess Da'an. What he did."

"Da'an family?" Zhong Zhiheng frowned, "Why does she have anything to do with her? How could she, a woman, hurt Ming Zheng? And isn't it said that Da'an family is very kind? How could she? Dare you hurt your husband?"

"Long live the Lord, the thing is like this. Since the sudden death of the imperial concubine, Prince Rong has been in great grief and has no way to resolve it. Except for entering the palace and attending the morning court, he spends almost all his time in the palace borrowing wine. I have to drink my sorrow every day before I give up," Jiang Bairen explained. He looked at Zhong Zhiheng's unattractive face, and then continued, "On the twenty-sixth day of the twelfth lunar month, Prince Rong returned from the palace. After that, they were still drinking. Prince Rong and Princess Da'an heard about it and felt worried, so she went to persuade Prince Rong not to drink too much. Who knew that Prince Rong was already deeply drunk at this time and couldn't listen to anything, but instead He was about to kill Da'an. Da'an was frightened and frightened. In a panic, he pulled out the hairpin on his head and stabbed it into Prince Rong's chest. Fortunately, the hairpin avoided his heart, but it penetrated a little deep, so Prince Rong had no choice but to stay at his residence to recover from his injuries."

"Very good! Very good! Is he complaining that I gave the imperial concubine to death? He drinks all day long and almost causes a disaster. He just thinks that I am a blind man!" Zhong Zhiheng said angrily, until His chest heaved with anger, "What on earth does he have to feel wronged about? Did the imperial concubine die unjustly? She did all kinds of dirty things. As a son, he knows better than I, as a father! Maybe, Zhuangzhuang He was involved in everything! I did not involve him and preserved his honor and virtuous reputation as a first-class prince. I have done my best to be benevolent and righteous. What else does he want from me? Is it possible that he wants to straighten out the vicious wife who killed the prince? Can you become a queen?!"