Dong Gong Mei

Chapter 511
Eunuch Chang raised his legs, half-closed his eyes and said lazily: "No hurry, when you think it over, you can tell our family. Anyway, our family has nothing to do today, you take your time, old man, we have plenty of time Wait."

As he spoke, he raised his hand, took the tea held by the waiter, and sipped it calmly.

He made it clear that he was determined to consume to the end.

"This……"

There was a gasp in the courtyard, and everyone looked at each other in blank dismay.

"Miss Wei, this wine—" Although the old lady had made up her mind a long time ago, when she was faced with a choice, she couldn't open her mouth.

She looked at her son and then at her granddaughter, her heart felt as if thousands of sharp claws were tearing at her, both left and right were in pain.

One is the pillar of the Zhao family, and the other is the future of the Zhao family. No matter which one is sacrificed, it will be a huge disaster...

She hesitated for a while, her eyes locked deeply on her son in the wheelchair, and she looked at him steadily.

It seems that he wants to embed his outline, his facial features, into his mind little by little.

"Xuan'er, your father left early." She raised her hand and lovingly placed it on his son's shoulder, her tone was bitter but with inexplicable determination, "Why did you pull you up for my mother, what kind of thing?" I’ve suffered all kinds of hardships, I’ve endured all kinds of hardships, just to make you guys grow up and continue your father’s glory..."

She took a deep breath, and guilt was written all over her wrinkled face: "Mother has been sorry to your father and ancestors all her life, but to you..."

Looking at the white-haired old lady, Zhao Ziyi couldn't help calling out: "Mother..."

The old lady stared at him, and said word by word: "When you were young, my mother has always told you that you are the boss of the family, and the responsibility on your shoulders is heavier than anyone else, so my mother will not allow you to do anything out of line, and will not tolerate you. Half slack. Even if you marry a wife and have children, your mother would like to arrange it for you, just because you are afraid that you will make a wrong step. Because what you carry on your shoulders is the glory of our Zhao family. It is the life and death of our family."

Gradually, a faint light appeared in her eyes: "Xuan'er, don't blame your mother..."

Zhao Ziyi was also a little moved, took the old lady's hand, and murmured: "Mother, son... don't complain."

The old lady nodded slightly, finally gritted her teeth, turned to look at Zhao Xiwei, and said softly, "Miss Wei, give your father the wine and let him drink first."

Standing two steps away, Zhao Xiwei was taken aback when he heard what the old lady said.

At the same time, everyone's gazes gathered together, densely packed, like needlepoints, like wheatgrass, and with a bit of cautious expectation, they stared at her motionlessly.

This feeling of wearing a body full of glory is really uncomfortable...

Especially Xu Yunjiao, with that look in her eyes, she wished she could just pour wine into her mouth.

Zhao Xi lowered his eyelashes slightly and thought for a while.

Whether it was for play, for profit, or because she really wanted to protect her, the old lady was able to reach a consensus with Zhao Ziyi and choose to make the determination to protect her at this juncture, she was quite moved.

She is a gracious person.

As long as she has protected her, no matter what the purpose is, she is willing to repay her well.

She smiled, and when she looked up again, her apricot eyes were like water, clear and radiant.

The pupils of the people staring at her suddenly shrank.

She raised her arm slightly, and the sleeve embroidered with Yunhe slipped slightly, revealing a small half of her tender wrist.

Ice muscles and jade bones, moonlight and frost.

Xu Yunjiao hung her heart, as if frying it over and over on a hot pan.

That arm was so shiny and clean that it hurt her eyes, and the wine cup held by the fingertips was like a sharp knife hanging above her head, she never knew when it would fall.

She couldn't help asking: "Zhao Xiwei, what are you going to do?"

Zhao Xiwei was still looking at his wrist.

Just when he snatched the wine cup, the wine accidentally spilled out and landed on his wrist, like tears, like spring dew, reflecting the shimmering silver light under the skylight.

The old lady had no choice but to speak; Zhao Ziyi couldn't avoid drinking.

But she has no such worries!
If even such a little matter can't be resolved, if a father-in-law makes her cry, then wouldn't she be a princess for nothing?
Why did she marry the prince?Why set foot in the East Palace?

Is it for these people to continue to trample on it?
of course not!

What she wants is to have power and power, so that she can fight back happily in the face of the wicked!

With a slight movement of her fingertips, she saw that the wine glass was tilted slightly, and a line of wine was flowing down her wrist quietly, until the sleeves were slowly wetted, and then she raised the corners of her lips, Turning around suddenly, he called out, "Eunuch Cao!"

"Hey..." Cao De was folding his sleeves and bowing his head, counting the ants on the ground one by one. He suddenly heard this call, and he responded reflexively. With a smile on his face, he replied respectfully: "Prince What do you want my concubine to order?"

"I don't have any orders." Zhao Xi smiled, and waved to a waiter who was near, and the waiter approached with a tray.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, she put the remaining half glass of wine on the tray, and asked casually, "Did you say anything to your father-in-law about this wine given by Your Majesty?"

"This..." Cao De hesitated.

Zhao Xiwei smiled again, looked at him with full eyes, and said softly: "Eunuch Cao is an old man beside His Majesty, so he naturally knows what His Majesty's temper is, and he also naturally understands the Prince's temper. Today His Majesty gave wine to the Zhao Mansion , even the Queen Mother was alarmed, it can be seen that it is not a trivial matter. Since it is not a trivial matter, then sooner or later this palace will know, right?"

When Cao De lowered his brows, he felt a little thumped.

Yes, the princess is right.

The emperor was soft-hearted and generous, while the prince was cold and ruthless.

Although the matter of giving wine today seems irreversible, what if the emperor changes his mind?With the prince's temper, it's hard to guarantee that he won't find someone to take the place of the dead... By then, won't he be double-faced?

Zhao Xiwei saw that his expression was loose, so he said again: "Eunuch Cao, don't worry, I just ask casually. If you really don't know, I won't blame you." Turning to everyone, he said with a smile: "Everyone I can testify that if His Majesty pursues the responsibility, it will be borne by this palace alone and has nothing to do with Eunuch Cao."

Cao De sighed inwardly.

This princess is too good at handling people's minds.

Speaking of this, if he is not at all transparent, he will be too good at doing things.

"To the Crown Princess." Cao Dewei nodded his head as a sign of courtesy, "I found this wine from the Palace of Ganlu."

"Manna Hall?"

Everyone looked up in astonishment.

Zhao Ziyi was also stunned: "The queen's bedroom?"

"Yes." Cao De considered it carefully and said, "Princess Concubine, allow me to say something more, Your Majesty has ordered someone to verify that this wine was a mid-autumn gift given to the Empress by Mrs. Shen back then, so you'd better drink it." ..."

(End of this chapter)