Stunning and enchanting: the prince only favors the little evil concubine

Chapter 429 Arguing for the Throne
"Reporting to the empress, the emperor's condition is not ideal. I have practiced medicine for many years, and I have never encountered this kind of disease. I don't know where to start. What's more, the emperor is still in a coma. We can't judge whether the emperor is sick or not. I can still wake up. As far as I know, the emperor may..."

Zhang Jingling was stunned.

She also fainted from fright, and the maids helped her up and sat down.The wind is blowing.

"Empress Empress,,,"

It was a mess in there.

Chen pretended to cry and knelt on the ground.

"Your Majesty, how can you abandon your concubines, Your Majesty, wake up quickly!"

Sentence after sentence is so mean.

When hearing this sentence, some people almost collapsed.But some people take pleasure in other people's misfortune, and are not surprised or sad at all.

"What are you crying about, let me get out, get out."

Xiong Yuchen couldn't bear to see them like this, crying and lying.

What's more, Brother Xiong didn't die, they made the atmosphere so miserable.

Xiong Yuchen took Chen's collar by himself.Pull her up from the ground.

His eyes were menacing.

Xiong Tuo grabbed Xiong Yuchen's hand, preventing him from moving.

"What do you want to do?_? Let go of my queen mother."

Humph.

"I warn you, don't kneel here and cry, the king's father is not dead yet! If you want to cry, go back and cry, otherwise——this king will...not...can...get angry with you."

Xiong Yuchen was serious this time, and his tone clearly meant that he didn't take the Queen seriously.

This tone should not be told to the queen.

After he finished speaking, he let go.

"What do you want to do to Bengong? You have such a big tone. Is this the rhythm of wanting to rebel?"

"Whatever you want..."

Xiong Tuo wanted to hit him, but Mrs. Chen stretched out her hand to stop him.

"No, let's go first! Don't disturb your royal father's rest here."

This tone is really awesome.

He hit the wall with one fist, and stared fixedly behind where Brother Xiong was lying, unable to do anything by himself.

"Damn it. Why is this happening? Father, you can't... It's been so many years, and I haven't had a good chat with Father yet!"

Xiong Yuchen blamed himself and regretted it from the bottom of his heart.

Since he was a child, he has never sat down to chat with his father, drank wine, or talked about his thoughts.

He very much hopes to play, drink and talk with his father.

Do something together that every father takes his son to do.

But he had been looking forward to it for so long, but never had the chance.

Every time I saw my father, it was an instant.Afterwards, he stood still and watched his back, and left slowly.It became more and more blurred, and in an instant, there was nothing.

Although Xiong Yuchen is in the military camp every day, he can see some fathers teaching their sons martial arts everywhere.

He also wrote while watching other people's fathers teaching his own son, or Zhang Jingling usually took the time to teach him, in fact, it was almost a master who taught him.

In fact, what Zhang Jingling loves the most is Xiong Yuchen's younger brother.

But what about the father!

I don't know who he loves.

Just because of some of his childhood, plus his own personality.This has become so withdrawn and indifferent.

After that, it was Song Wenting who cared about him the most.

That becomes their most important point.

Seeing his brother so sad, he didn't show it.hold in my heart,

(End of this chapter)