After wearing the book, Ben Gong lay down all the way to win

Chapter 550 Disputes (3)

When the emperor heard the words, he immediately asked someone to call Zi Ling over.

As soon as Ziling came over, Concubine Hui was so angry that she rushed over, slapping her face left and right.

She wanted to fight again, but was firmly held back by the two young eunuchs in front of the imperial court.

Concubine Hui was so angry that she cursed: "You shameless slut, how could I offend my eldest princess? You actually want to put her to death like this. You have such a vicious heart!"

The emperor stopped her and asked in a deep voice, "Water concubine, did you really push the eldest princess into the water?"

Zi Ling knelt on the ground, nodded and said: "Yes, it was pushed by the concubine."

Seeing the emperor's face changed, she hastily defended with tears in her eyes: "But the concubine didn't do it on purpose, the concubine did it unintentionally."

Concubine Hui sneered and said: "Unintentional mistake? Your unintentional mistake caused my daughter to fall into the cold pool, so that she fell into a coma and had a high fever. If it was intentional, wouldn't our mother and daughter die without a place to bury her?" Your Majesty, this slut's eloquent words are absolutely unbelievable. She must be jealous of her concubine who forced her father to death because of the Jiahe incident, so she intentionally took personal revenge. Poor concubine's eldest princess, she is still a child, and she wants to suffering like this."

Ziling burst into tears and said: "The concubine's father hurt the concubine's younger brother, and he should be punished, but it doesn't mean that the concubine will take revenge on the concubine and the eldest princess for this matter. The concubine was in the imperial garden just now Playing and building a snowman is because the Eldest Princess deliberately picked on the concubine's fault, and the concubine was forced to do it out of desperation, and the concubine didn't expect the consequences to be so scornful, and I hope the emperor will learn from her!"

Seeing her crying pear blossoms with rain, the emperor couldn't help throbbing and softening his heart.

Concubine Hui was so angry that her eyes were tearing apart: "Now my daughter has a high fever and is in a coma. No one will confront you. Of course, you can argue whatever you want."

Ziling cried like a white lotus covered with dew, graceful and charming: "If you want to commit a crime, there is no excuse. The concubine's father is the younger brother who hurt the imperial concubine, but he has already done it for what he did. The price has been paid, why does the imperial concubine insist on holding on to this matter, insisting that the concubine be put to death?"

Concubine Hui was so angry that she trembled all over her body: "I will not let you go? It is clear that your surname is Wang, and you always have trouble with my An family. Your father injured my younger brother, and you pushed my daughter into the pool. I am safe." Did Suqiu dig up your Wang family’s ancestral grave in her previous life? So in this life, your Wang family will harm my family like this?”

Linglong stood aside, watching the play with great interest.

Whether it's Concubine Hui or Ziling, it's nothing interesting.

Now that the two people she hates the most are fighting each other, she is of course happy to watch the show.

The emperor's head was as big as a bucket, and he looked at the two black-eyed chickens, wishing to tear each other alive, he was really speechless.

Linglong said coldly: "Concubine Shui, no matter what you say this time, the princess was pushed into the lotus pond by you, you can't deny that, right?"

These words hit the snake seven inches, and grasped the point at once.

Zi Ling's complexion changed, and he stammered: "I...I..."

Concubine Hui yelled angrily: "What are you, you bastard, my daughter is a royal princess with golden branches and jade leaves, and if you hurt her, it is tantamount to offending Tianwei."

Zi Ling turned pale with fright, looked up at the emperor, and cried like pear blossoms with rain.

For two months in a row, the medicinal properties of the ghostly obsessed mind continued to infiltrate, and the emperor's preference for Zi Ling became more and more powerful.

(End of this chapter)