Born a phoenix? The husband I picked up is the young emperor

Chapter 1300

The guards and palace maids along the way were all shocked when they saw this, but no one dared to step forward to stop it.

Because Concubine Jing looked like a wounded beast, with red eyes and bulging eyeballs.

Concubine Jing had only one thought in her mind: she had to meet Emperor Mingde and beg for mercy for her children in person, even if it was only a glimmer of hope.

The palace lanterns were dim at this time, and the candlelight illuminated her lonely and resolute figure.

Her hair was flying in the night wind, and the tears in her eyes blurred her vision. "Your Majesty, please spare my life! Please spare my life! I am willing to die to apologize for my crime. I only ask Your Majesty to spare the lives of the children. They are just children..."

Concubine Jing kept muttering to herself all the way, and every word she uttered was trembling.

Finally, she arrived outside Emperor Mingde's imperial study.

The door is heavily guarded.

Concubine Jing didn't care about anything else, she knelt on the ground, pressed her hands on the cold ground, and knocked her forehead hard on the stone slab. Each time, there was a dull sound, as if she wanted to pour out all the fear and resentment in her heart.

"Your Majesty, please have mercy and listen to what I have to say!" Concubine Jing's voice was filled with tears.

Her forehead was already oozing with blood, which mixed with the dust on the ground, making her look particularly miserable. "Your Majesty, please spare my life! Please, Your Majesty, please spare my life! I am willing to die to atone for my sins. I only ask Your Majesty to spare the lives of the children. They are just children... This is all my fault..."

The calm and majestic voice of Emperor Mingde came from the imperial study, "Let her in."

The door slowly opened, and Concubine Jing staggered to her feet, almost crawling into the imperial study.

She knelt in front of Emperor Mingde, tears streaming down her face, trying hard not to let her voice tremble too much, "Your Majesty, it's all my fault. Please... spare the children, please!"

Emperor Mingde was originally reviewing the memorials. He put down his pen upon hearing this. His sharp eyes fell on Concubine Jing, whose hair was disheveled. "Then tell me, where did you go wrong?"

Concubine Jing was stunned by the question.

How could she dare to speak out the secret that she didn't even dare to tell in her dreams in the middle of the night?

If I say it out loud, I'm afraid I'll die even more violently.

She didn't dare to say anything and could only kowtow fiercely again and again.

Emperor Mingde was upset, his eyes were not sure where to look, and he was absent-minded and lost for a moment, "I gave you a chance..."

Concubine Jing looked up at Emperor Mingde, her eyes filled with tears of pain.

Emperor Mingde was not moved by this, and only said calmly, "At the most tense moment, on the eve of the 'Qingchen Plan', I specifically reminded Yong'er. I will confer him the title of King Rui, and I will allow you and Princess Yunlan to go to the fiefdom with him. Do you know what this means?"

Concubine Jing's tearful eyes were filled with sorrow. How could she know what this meant? She only knew that her two children were about to be executed.

Emperor Mingde did not expect her to figure it out, and continued to talk, "I hinted to him not to stand on the wrong side and not to get involved with the Queen Mother's party. But he still insisted on poisoning me."

Concubine Jing cried and shook her head, "It's my fault. It's all my fault! Yong'er's life is so hard, so hard..."

Emperor Mingde looked at Concubine Jing calmly, with a hint of mockery on his lips, "As a son born out of wedlock, he has everything that other princes should have. Except for the position of Crown Prince of my Northern Wing, I have given him everything I can. Tell me, how difficult can it be for him?"

Child born out of adultery! Concubine Jing looked at Emperor Mingde in disbelief, her pupils filled with fear, "Your Majesty, you know everything?"

Emperor Mingde sneered, "Xiao Yong! You gave this name to me. I didn't realize that you named him in memory of Prince Yongle! He is my uncle! Tell me, should Yong'er be my son or my cousin?"

The fig leaf was torn off in an instant, and Concubine Jing's face turned pale as paper. She opened her mouth, wanting to say something, wanting to ask something, but the sound was stuck in her throat and she couldn't make a sound.

Emperor Mingde's voice was very calm, majestic but calm, without a single ups and downs. "You have indeed committed a heinous crime, Concubine Jing, by confusing the royal bloodline."