Concubine to conquer the world

Chapter 169 The delay is the time to ask questions

Xia Jianzhao leaned back in the seat, and threw a glance at Concubine Ming with a half-smile.

"It turned out that Jian Zhao was thinking too much."

Looking at Xia Jianzhao's complicated eyes, Concubine Ming was even more flustered.

She paused the teacup in her hand and glanced around inadvertently out of the corner of her eyes.

It took her a long time to stand at the gate of Muwang Mansion before she mustered up the courage to set foot here. Speaking of which, since she lost the child in her womb, Nan Xun was a thorn in her heart.

Even his concubine Wanfei paid the price and was imprisoned to death, but when she thought that she would never have children again, she couldn't get over this hurdle in her heart.

Nan Xun's existence for a day is like reminding her that she can no longer be a mother. This kind of pain is incomprehensible to others.

She has been suffering for so many years, and today she was able to let go of her prejudices and come to his mansion for a while, not only because his concubine took good care of her body, but also the suspicion of the queen buried in her heart sprouted.

She remembered what Xia Jianzhao said to her.

She wants her to see clearly whether the people around her are people or ghosts
Thinking of this, she tightened her gaze at Xia Jianzhao.

"You helped me not just to eliminate the grudges that have been hidden in my heart for so many years. Tell me, what is your purpose?"

In a word, say it very carefully.

Xia Jianzhao looked at Concubine Ming calmly, but laughed out loud.

"Your Majesty thinks that Jian Zhao has ulterior motives?"

Just when Concubine Ming was about to say something, Xia Jianzhao's words choked her throat.

"That's right, Jian Zhao really has ulterior motives."

The bright red lips evoked a touch of evil charm, and the tone of voice was so soft that it seemed to come from afar.

"Now that the empress is in good health, I think it's time to sort out my thoughts."

"Jian Zhao just wants to ask my mother, a prince who has been gifted since he was a child lost his mother and concubine as support, and lost the kindness and grace of his father. Who came from behind and became the biggest winner?"

Hearing this, Concubine Ming tightly clenched her hands on her chest.

She stared deeply at Xia Jianzhao, opened and closed her lips many times, and finally uttered intermittently: "Bengong. Bengong has never thought about this problem."

Xia Jianzhao went on to say: "Everything the empress has experienced is an answer, and what has been delayed is the time to ask questions."

"Jian Zhao dared to ask this sentence today, my lady, think about it carefully, if you come to me after you have figured it out, Jian Zhao will not send you off."

After saying that, Xia Jianzhao got up and gave a slight salute, then turned and left, leaving Concubine Ming with a cold and determined back.

Concubine Ming's body trembled as she watched the figure with fluttering robes disappear from her sight, and her whole body went limp.

The miscarriage incident experienced more than ten years ago was instantly clear and the picture appeared in my mind.

She unpreparedly drank the bird's nest soup sent by Concubine Wan, and had a severe abdominal pain before Concubine Wan left
Afterwards, the emperor and the empress came to Youlan Bieyuan at the same time. Her blood-red clothes were like a walking corpse, pointing her fingers at Concubine Wan who was standing at a loss, and exposed Concubine Wan's crimes in public.

She still remembered the slap on Concubine Chao Wan's cheek that the emperor spared no effort, which resounded throughout the hall.

I still remember Concubine Wan crying and saying she was wronged
remember more.
At that time, Nan Xun, who was only six years old, knelt in front of the emperor and smashed his forehead to excuse her mother and concubine. The bright red that flowed from his forehead was as red as the blood that flowed from her miscarriage.
(End of this chapter)