After reading my mind, Daddy, why don't you smile?

The pungent pain flowed down, and then my whole body felt hot and burning.

My heart is beating faster...

Zhao Ying knew that this was not only caused by the wine...

The mind is agitated.

But -

She had always buried deep in her heart the desire for power...

Emperor Jianxi suddenly sighed, "Ying'er... Today we are alone, so I have something to say to you. Why did you let that barbarian go? She was disrespectful to you many times... You used to be able to clearly distinguish between love and hate, and you would avenge your grudges immediately. How come you have become so soft-tempered after getting married?"

Zhao Ying smiled and said, "Father, I am already the mother of five children. How can I still be as reckless as before?"

"Besides, my mother has told me that after getting married, I must be steady and prudent. I must not stand out too much and become the target of public criticism. I must also not show all my feelings on my face and become a person who is strong on the outside but weak on the inside."

When mentioning Empress Xiaomin, Emperor Jianxi's mood obviously changed. He drooped his shoulders and nodded, "Your mother is right. Your mother always lives so clearly..."

Zhao Ying asked sadly, "Is my father still thinking about my mother?"

Upon hearing the voice, Emperor Jianxi raised his eyes and looked towards Zhao Ying. His cloudy gaze was a little blurry, as if he was looking at another person through Zhao Ying's eyes, and he knew very well that that person would never come back.

Not even a goodbye.

Emperor Jianxi's eyes were sore, but because his daughter and grandson were there, he held back his tears and said in a blocked voice, "Ying'er, I know that you actually resent me in your heart..."

Zhao Ying's eyes moved, and after a while, she pursed her lips, raised her hand, and touched Shangguan Qingyue's head, whose mouth was greasy from eating, as if she was deliberately hiding something...

"Since you were born, your mother and I have been at odds with each other, and nothing can be seen from the outside world. But when you grow up and know everything, you will no longer regard me as your father, but an emperor, your father."

"I have been watching you since you were a child, how could I not understand your thoughts?"

"Before, Yue'er was slandered as a demon child and was about to be sent away. You knew you could come to me and ask for help... Hehe, you are just like your mother..."

"My queen mother said... principles cannot be broken, otherwise we will be bullied." Zhao Ying said in a calm voice.

Emperor Jianxi paused and nodded.

"Yes, if I had understood your mother's thoughts earlier, how could I not even be able to see her for the last time..."

Emperor Jianxi covered his face and finally couldn't help sobbing, "She didn't leave me a single word, not a single word!"

"It's been ten years! She's been gone for ten years! Even if she didn't want to see me again, she could have just said something to me... just one sentence, even if it was to scold me, I could take her words into the mausoleum... Now, I will die with my eyes open..." Emperor Jianxi's voice was filled with regret.

If God gave him another chance, he would not eat a harem, let alone a sow!

Zhao Ying bit her lip and said, "Father, in fact, when Mother left, she didn't leave any message for us brothers and sisters!"

"How can they be the same? Can you two little bastards be the same as me?"

Zhao Ying: ...

Wu Yonggui on the side: ...

When you love her, she's your apple of the eye; when you hate her, she's your little bastard.

Shangguan Qingyue watched the fun and clapped his hands, [Great, great, my mother's father said that my mother is a little bastard, and my father said that Yue'er and my third brother are little bastards. They said that because they must think we are all cute...]

Zhao Ying: ...Shangguan Shu, that bastard, actually dared to call Yue'er and Qi You little bastards! !

So is he a cuckold? !

Emperor Jianxi was obviously drunk. His cheeks were red and he was drunk. He leaned back in his chair and said dejectedly, "Your mother is too cruel. Not only did she not leave me a word, she didn't even leave me her body..."

After his death, no one could be found to bury him!

Zhao Ying frowned, as if she didn't want to talk about this heavy topic anymore, and said, "Father, you are drunk, don't think about it."

But Emperor Jianxi didn't listen to the advice at all, and asked, "Back then...you, you and your brother left for a while, and when you came back...hiccup, your mother couldn't find anyone?"

Zhao Ying's pupils trembled slightly, and after a long pause, he nodded, "Yes, that's it... Didn't you ask?"

Emperor Jianxi leaned over to Zhao Ying, his eyebrows drooping into a frown, a glimmer of hope flashed through his eyes, "So what do you think... is it possible that your mother... is not dead?"

Zhao Ying shook her head decisively, "Impossible..."

As soon as she finished speaking, Shangguan Qingyue, who was sitting between the two of them, raised a small glass cup filled with milk in one hand. She imitated the adults and held the two cups together.

【cheers!】

[Suck, suck, suck... suck, suck... ha! ]

The little guy burped loudly and then said,

[The Imperial Grandmother is not dead! ]

Zhao Ying: ! !

Emperor Jianxi: ! !

Zhao Ying subconsciously wanted to cover Shangguan Qingyue's mouth, but then she realized that her father couldn't hear what Yue'er was saying...

However, the next second, she received Emperor Jianxi's surprised and questioning gaze.

Upon hearing the voice, Emperor Jianxi hurriedly looked at Shangguan Qingyue, and his cloudy eyes became clearer and brighter as if a layer of fog had been lifted.

He looked at Shangguan Qingyue, then at Zhao Ying.

Apparently he heard it.

Zhao Ying's heart started beating like a drum... Could the emperor also hear Yue'er's thoughts? ?

Then... it’s bad!

[Mother lied! ]

Zhao Ying finally couldn't bear it any longer and wanted to carry Shangguan Qingyue away, but as soon as she stretched out her hand, it was blocked by the hand of Emperor Jianxi.

Emperor Jianxi narrowed his eyes and gave a death stare.

Zhao Ying withdrew her hand tremblingly, and then looked at Shangguan Qingyue with resentment.

Yue'er, stop talking, you're going to kill your mother! !

Unexpectedly, Shangguan Qingyue didn’t feel her mother’s call for help at all. The adults never paid attention to her when they talked. How could she know that these two people were staring at her?

Shangguan Qingyue grinned and said, [The Imperial Grandmother was blasted into the sky by the Crown Prince’s uncle with a cannon, hahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha…]

Zhao Ying closed her eyes with despair.

it's over...

My father found out...

Emperor Jianxi looked at Zhao Ying in disbelief, holding his chest and questioning her with his eyes. After a moment's rest, he gritted his teeth and said, "Cheng Qian! Tell me! What does it mean to blast the sky with a cannon!!!"

Emperor Jianxi's voice was torn.

Wu Yonggui, who was standing by, was so shocked that his eyes almost popped out of his head.

Zhao Ying was about to cry. She frowned and couldn't help but stand up and take a few steps back, "Father... don't be angry... please listen to my explanation..."

Emperor Jianxi was going crazy! !

Zhao Ying was unwilling to answer, so naturally... someone else answered.

Shangguan Qingyue took a bite of her favorite lamb leg, [Of course (chew chew chew) the Imperial Grandmother got into the barrel (chew chew chew), and then the Crown Prince uncle accidentally lit the fuse... Bang! Ah! (chew chew chew) Lamb leg lamb leg my favorite...]

Zhao Ying stood at the entrance of the palace, looking as if he was about to run away. Hearing the voice, he held his head and yelled, "Yue'er, stop talking!!!"

Shangguan Qingyue was immersed in the food, turning a deaf ear to it, [I like roasted lamb legs the most, roasted lamb legs, roasted lamb legs (slurp), I am looking out over the grassland, there is my favorite milk drink and fat cattle and sheep, I ate the roasted front legs yesterday, today I want to eat the remaining hind legs (chew chew chew)]

Zhao Ying: ...you little bastard...