Evil King, your vest fell off

Chapter 813
It was dark that day, and the Hall of Mental Cultivation was filled with candlelight.

Emperor Feng Yuan leaned on the dragon chair, closed his eyes, his face was a little pale, and he stretched out his hand to press his heart.

"Your Majesty, it's time to pass on the meal." Zhang Fugui reminded carefully beside him, his voice full of worry.

Emperor Feng Yuan slowly opened his eyes, waved his hands, and said in a dry voice, "No need, I'm not hungry."

"Your majesty, you haven't eaten all day." Zhang Fugui has been with Emperor Feng Yuan for many years, and he can naturally see that he is really sad: "The eldest prince is not to blame for this matter, why do you have to make trouble with your own body?" , this Feng Yuan still needs the emperor, if the third prince comes back and sees you like this, he will feel bad from the bottom of his heart."

After all, he has been with Emperor Feng Yuan for many years, so he understands his mood at this time.

When Emperor Feng Yuan thought of his son, his brows and eyes flashed softly, and was quickly replaced by loneliness: "Fugui, do you think my father is incompetent?"

"Your majesty has also tried his best, and the eldest prince is not worthy." Zhang Fugui also likes the third prince relatively. This eldest prince is too cold and cruel, and I am afraid that keeping him is a disaster. Of course, he dare not say this.

Emperor Feng Yuan was silent for a while, and said: "Let's all step back, I want to stay alone for a while."

Zhang Fugui indulged his worries in his heart, but he didn't dare to disobey His Majesty's words, so he could only lead people out.

The dim light reflected his old figure, and Emperor Feng Yuan felt unspeakable sadness in his heart. Looking at the light with his black eyes, he gradually closed his eyes and fell asleep.

At some point, he felt something moving, he opened his eyes vigilantly, and grabbed the hand. When he saw the woman in front of him clearly, his tense nerves relaxed, and he looked at the tiger skin cloak on his body: "You are here!" .”

Concubine Chen nodded, walked behind him and massaged his forehead, her voice was gentle: "Is the emperor worrying about Chao'er?"

Emperor Feng Yuan's eyes darkened, looking at the steaming meal on the table: "Take it out."

"I heard that the emperor hasn't eaten anything today," Concubine Chen showed disapproval in her eyes, she lifted the lid, filled a small bowl, took a spoonful and blew gently, and fed it to Emperor Feng Yuan's mouth: "Try it, Your Majesty. This is made by my concubine himself. I haven't made it for many years. I wonder if the taste is still the same?"

Emperor Feng Yuan looked at the thick porridge and sniffed the familiar smell. Without opening his mouth, he pushed her hand away: "Are you here to intercede for Yuan Chao?"

Concubine Chen's expression froze, she nodded slowly, and her voice was calm: "Your Majesty, although he was not born by me, he was raised by me since childhood. Even if there is something wrong, as a mother, I hope that the Emperor can correct him once." Opportunity."

"Do you know what he committed?" Emperor Feng Yuan sneered, his eyes faded from warmth, a little cold, and he stared straight at her.

Concubine Chen was stunned for a moment, then nodded: "The emperor is at fault, but Mrs. Qing should bear the main responsibility for this fault."

"Having adultery with one's own elders, can this be called a small mistake? A loving mother is a loser, you really dote on him too much!" Emperor Feng Yuan took a deep breath in his heart, pushed her away and stood up.

Immediately, Concubine Chen staggered, the bowl in her hand was tilted, and the hot porridge spilled directly on her fair wrist.

She screamed, and her white wrists quickly turned red.

Emperor Feng Yuan didn't expect it to be like this, so he quickly stretched out his hand to grab her wrist: "Let me take a look, is it okay?"

"Your majesty, just let Chao'er off this time, I'll kowtow to you on his behalf." Concubine Chen quickly knelt on the ground, her eyes blushing, "I'm not a good mother and concubine. If you kill him this time, the concubine will not know what to live in this world."

(End of this chapter)