"Bold!" Zhang Di reprimanded: "Whoever the court kills or not kills is not at your command!"

Zhao Ji had retreated to the gate at this time, his heels hitting the threshold heavily. He knew that he could retire from the army and had to face it.

He sighed softly and said, "He Lu, I broke my promise."

"Humph!" Mo Yunxiao smiled contemptuously and turned her face away from him. But she did not walk away, as if she was still waiting for Zhao Ji's further explanation.

"But this is not my original intention." Zhao Ji said: "Fights in the imperial court have always been dangerous. That day you..." Zhao Ji looked around, and did not forget to lower his voice and said: "I saw it when I went to the palace that day. About

The affairs of the Cao Clan and the Beggar Clan, as well as the affairs of Zhao Si and me, are not easy to handle. The Empress Dowager showed me a painting, which meant that we should help each other in the same boat. The painting was very good, but it was the artist's

But I don’t remember the name.”

"Zhang Zeduan." Mo Yunxiao blurted out.

Zhao Ji was stunned and couldn't help but sigh: "He Lu, you are really knowledgeable and knowledgeable."

Mo Yunxiao turned around and asked, "What does this have to do with Zhao Si's life and death?"

"There is no direct relationship." Zhao Ji said: "However, his mother, Princess Zhu, was killed by me because of the arson case."

"What?" Mo Yunxiao was surprised.

Zhao Ji lowered his head, took two steps, and sighed: "Concubine Zhu is modest and a virtuous woman. Otherwise, my father, Emperor Shenzong, would not have appointed her son as the crown prince."

Zhao Ji smiled helplessly and said, "It's a pity that one of her two sons died young because of unfulfilled ambition; the other was vicious-hearted and dissolute. Therefore, she is also a miserable person."

"You can't bear to kill Zhao Si now that she's dead, can you?" Mo Yunxiao asked.

Zhao Ji turned around, with a bitter look on his face, and asked: "Why do you think Princess Zhu set the fire?"

"To kill you and then support my son to succeed you." Mo Yunxiao replied.

Zhao Ji shook his head and said: "She knows this won't work. Her son is notorious. Even if I really die in the fire, I will come forward to the Queen Mother and Zeng Bu, and I will never let Zhao Si become the emperor."

"Then she..." Mo Yunxiao thought about it carefully, and suddenly her eyes widened as if she had a sudden realization.

Zhao Ji looked at her and nodded, saying, "She wanted to save her son at the cost of her own death. Her intentions were something I only thought of recently."

"Concubine Zhu is dead, and Zhang Dun and Qiu Feng were also exiled. Even if Zhao Si has harmful intentions, he has no minions and will not do evil again."

Zhao Ji paused and then said: "Zhao seems to have been permanently imprisoned. Perhaps for him, living like this is more uncomfortable than death."

Mo Yunxiao noticed that her eyes were slightly red, and she quickly turned her back and raised her head hard to prevent her tears from flowing out.

She collected her emotions and said, "In that case, I have one more request, and I hope the officials will allow it."

Zhao Ji smiled and said, "I will do whatever I can do."

Mo Yunxiao turned around and said seriously: "Take me to see him."

Zhao Ji was stunned and asked: "Who?"

"Zhao Si." Mo Yunxiao replied.

Zhang Di was taken aback and wanted to scold him sharply, but when he thought about what he said, they both pretended not to notice and did not bother him.

Zhao Ji was stunned for a long time and said, "Okay, but let me prepare for a few days."
Chapter completed!