Rebirth: Remarrying the Emperor's Uncle

Chapter 298 Chapter 298
"What's so delicious about these porridges? Let's go, go to Qingchun Tower, and my younger brother will be the host!"

Zhao Mi stepped forward to pull Zhao Chen.

Before his hand touched Zhao Chen's arm, Wei Xiao blocked it with one hand.Wei Xiao brought the porridge bowl to Zhao Mi, "Fourth Highness please."

Zhao Mi reluctantly sat down, frowned and said, "It's just that the emperor is just recovering from a serious illness, so he should eat some good supplements."

Zhao Chen said indifferently, "Why, the fourth brother dislikes the meals at the Prince's Mansion?"

Zhao Mi said, "Of course not..."

Zhao Chen said, "Wei Xiao, since the fourth prince thinks the vegetable porridge is bland, let him have another bowl of old duck soup."

"Yes!"

Wei Xiao filled a bowl full of old duck soup and put it in front of Zhao Mi.

Zhao Mi supported the edge of the table with his hands, shaking uncontrollably.

Zhao Chen said in a low voice, "Why are you nervous, fourth brother? Is it possible that Gu can poison you in his own mansion? Who will believe you? Wei Xiao, feed the fourth prince."

"Yes!"

Even when Zhao Chen was ill, he still had an oppressive power in front of Zhao Mi, even if he spoke out of breath, Zhao Mi's ears were like thunder.

Zhao Mi's face turned pale, and when the spoon in Wei Xiao's hand approached him, he knocked over the spoon suddenly, "I won't drink!"

Zhao Chen's eyes suddenly darkened, "Gu once warned you at the Duke of Zhen's mansion, if you don't hide your abilities well, you'd better not act rashly. Gu died, you think you can marry Danyang as a prince, right? "

Zhao Mi gritted his teeth and said in a trembling voice, "What Brother Dahuang said... I don't understand."

Zhao Chen said in a low voice, "It doesn't matter if you don't understand, as long as the third brother and King Cheng can understand, as long as father can understand."

The door of the study was opened, and Prince Cheng supported Zhao Yin, and walked out from inside.

Chengjun Wang said, "The emperor asked this king to come and escort the prince into the palace. I really don't want to see such a good show. I understand roughly. The Fourth Highness knows that porridge and soup are poisonous."

Zhao Mi's face was ashen, and he said angrily, "Uncle Wang can't spit blood on people! If anyone is said to be the most capable of fighting for the position of the crown prince, it is the third brother! Why should I do such a thing of making wedding clothes for others!"

Zhao Yin's eyes were cold, and he said with a sneer, "So, if something happens to Brother Dahuang, I will take the blame for you, and you will reap the benefits of being a fisherman! When did the fourth brother have such a clever idea?"

"You're rambling!"

The fourth prince still wanted to argue, Chengjun Wang said, "The fourth prince should explain to the emperor."

He clapped his hands, and the Imperial Forest Army rushed in from the outside and took him hostage.

The three brothers entered the palace.

Royal study.

King Chengjun reported the performance of the three princes and four princes in the prince's mansion.

He said again, "I imprisoned all the servants in the dining room of the prince's mansion and interrogated them one by one. As a result, one of the maids committed suicide by biting her tongue while everyone was unprepared. After some inquiries, someone saw her meeting with the fourth prince in private. close."

Zhao Mi knelt down and wept bitterly, "Imperial Father, I have been wronged! I was confused by drinking, and when I saw Brother Huang's complexion, I thought the porridge was poisonous... I have been timid since I was a child, Imperial Father!"

Emperor Qingming glanced at him indifferently, "You are worthless! Even if you are justifying yourself, as a prince, how can you use your cowardice as an excuse? Your majestic prince, let's see how you look now!"

Zhao Mi hastily stopped crying, "Father, at most, my son is pushy and greedy for beauty, so why would he have other thoughts..."

Emperor Qingming said, "Since you know that you are incompetent, you can just be a prince without a title in peace. The gates of the Fourth Prince's Mansion will be closed from now on. You should cultivate yourself for a while."

Cut the lord, confinement!
Everyone in the hall looked different.

Although Zhao Mi was seriously suspected of poisoning, the battle between the princes was cruel, and this was what Emperor Qingming wholeheartedly hoped for.The crown prince was not injured at all, he was deprived of his rank and placed in confinement, this punishment can be described as severe.

Zhao Mi was shocked, "Father! It is said that my son was poisoned, there is no real evidence! Father, my son was wronged..."

King Chengjun took Zhao Mi out.

Emperor Qingming looked at his son who had walked around the ghost gate again, and said in a deep voice, "As the crown prince, you don't take your own life seriously, so don't be afraid of others coming to kill you."

Zhao Chen looked at the majestic father on the dragon chair, and asked, "Father, since the fourth brother complained, don't you plan to investigate further? For example, the concubine Xian, or the people around the fourth brother. For example, the poison came from Where did you come from?"

Emperor Qingming's eyes darkened, "Concubine Xian didn't leave the palace last night, what does this matter have to do with her? I have already dealt with the Fourth Prince, so this matter will come to an end."

Zhao Chen said, "The concubine Xian and the fourth brother only need to reach a tacit agreement in advance, and they can do it when the minister wakes up and can eat. Why do we need to make arrangements last night?"

Emperor Qingming's face was cold, "Your illness has involved a prince, and another concubine? If we continue to investigate, will it involve the previous dynasty?"

Zhao Chen tried his best to stand up while leaning on the chair, cupped his hands and said, "I've overstepped. I still have to pay my respects to the emperor's grandmother and concubine mother, so I will take my leave first."

"and many more."

Emperor Qingming supported the dragon case with both hands, stared at him and asked, "Why did you suddenly agree to take medicine last night?"

Looking at his father's always cold eyes, Zhao Chen replied, "My son is like drowning in the deep sea, boundless, a cold chaos. My son doesn't know life and death, sorrow and joy, how can I know what medicine is."

Emperor Qingming frowned, "Back off."

Zhao Chen asked, "Father, if your minister really died, would you be sad?"

Emperor Qingming narrowed his eyes, "What do you think?"

Zhao Chen smiled, "Naturally he will be sad. My son will resign."

He straightened his back, looked lightly at Zhao Chengyuan who was drinking tea, and walked out of the hall slowly.

Zhao Chengyuan raised the teacup to Wu Jian, "Please trouble Manager Wu."

Just as Wu Jian was about to pour tea, Emperor Qingming said, "I'm going to finish all the good tea here, so you'd better go back home and have it with yourself."

Zhao Chengyuan stood up with a smile, without any extra greetings, "Your brother will leave."

With a flick of his robe, Xiao ran away.

Emperor Qingming was depressed, and looked at Wu Jian who was holding a teapot, "Pour tea!"
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Zhao Chen went to the Palace of Compassion and Ning, and let the Queen Mother cry with his arms around him.

He went to Yikun Palace again.

Wang Guifei was writing incense seals, looked up at him, and said coldly, "I thought you were so ambitious that you would never take medicine."

Zhao Chen asked her the same question, "If the minister really died, would the concubine mother be sad?"

Concubine Wang glanced at his appearance, which was eight times the same as Emperor Qingming, lowered her head and continued to write incense seals, and said calmly, "The prince has already invited you, so go back and rest."

Zhao Chen said calmly, "Your servant will leave."

Turn away.

The palace road is long.

Zhao Chen walked slowly with his hands behind his back.

Liang Zhong prepared the sedan chair, "Prince, you are still seriously ill, you should get on the sedan chair."

"No need."

Zhao Chen pointed to the red palace wall and said, "When Gu was four or five years old, he felt that the wall was so high that it would hurt people to fall on it. Looking at it now, no matter how tall the wall is, the only one who can hurt from falling on it is nothing more than myself." .”

Liang Zhong looked around, "Prince..."

Zhao Chen said, "Don't worry, I won't fall again in the future."

(End of this chapter)