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Chapter 2 Humiliate my concubine, no way

"What am I going to do? Brother, oh no, I almost forgot that you are a sinner now, not a eldest prince."

Zhao Song smiled playfully and looked at Zhao Zheng condescendingly: "You have committed a heinous crime and will be beheaded soon. I, the younger brother, come to see you, right?"

Zhao Song had an unconcealed smile on his face, and he was obviously in a very good mood.

The words are all about putting in trouble.

The old man behind Zhao Song raised his eyebrows slightly at this moment, and he never looked at Zhao Zheng directly from beginning to end.

If Zhao Zheng had a good memory, this person was Qin Xuehui, the Minister of Justice of the current dynasty.

This name doesn't sound like a good person at first!

"San Lao, are you so eager to let me die?"

Zhao Zheng smiled coldly and looked up at Zhao Song.

At this point, what else is there to be wondering?

Everything before must be all about Tang Lan and Zhao Song's conspiracy, designing to frame them, mother and son.

Tang Lan was not only the lord of the harem, but also the daughter of the Duke of Zhenguo in the dynasty, with a prominent family background.

Although Concubine Rong is favored by the emperor, compared with her, she is like a firefly and a jackdaw is like a phoenix.

It was simply easier for the queen to frame them and their son.

First, the queen has long regarded Concubine Rong as a thorn in her eyes. Once she died, the one who benefited the most was Zhao Song in front of her.

Such a method is simply despicable!

"Don't say so badly. Why are you brothers and I'm here to see you off with you? Wouldn't you be so cold to me?"

Zhao Song shook his head, paced around Zhao Zheng, pretending to be heartbroken.

"Tsk tsk, a prince of a country is about to be beheaded at a young age. What a pity, what a pity..."

Oh!

Zhao Zheng hummed softly at his nostrils, without answering, but his eyes became colder.

What a pity? Isn’t this what you always hope to see?

This Zhao Song is not only vicious, but also hypocritical.

When Rong Fei heard this, she was so anxious that she burst into tears. She gritted her teeth and quickly blocked Zhao Zheng: "Third Prince, Lord Shangshu, this matter was done by me alone. Whether it was a villain or a golden sword and a yellow robe, my son didn't know anything about it!"

"I would like to ask Lord Shangshu to help me. Your Majesty Bingming. I did all this. Zheng'er is innocent. I just want to die quickly. I also ask Your Majesty to remember the father-son relationship and spare Zheng'er's life."

"Mother, you..." Zhao Zheng's face changed slightly. He wanted to say something, but was stopped by Concubine Rong.

She could guess the truth of the matter.

But how could they fight against the queen without power in the palace?

Concubine Rong was already completely disappointed, and the only one who could not let go was this son.

As a mother, if she can give Zhao Zheng a chance to live, what's wrong with her dying?

"Oh? There is such a thing, Lord Qin, what do you think?"

Zhao Song looked disdainful and laughed unabashedly, then turned to look at Qin Xuehui, the Minister of Justice.

Qin Xuehui didn't understand what Zhao Song meant? He stepped forward with a blank expression and said with a righteous attitude: "Hmph, this matter has been captured, and Your Majesty personally issued an order. How can you change as soon as you want? Where did you place the king's law? Where did Your Majesty put your Majesty?"

He is worthy of being the Minister of Justice. As soon as he opened his mouth, he put on a big hat.

"What's more, you are also guilty, so you should think more about yourself!"

Qin Xuehui's tone was decisive and ruthless.

Concubine Rong's face suddenly turned pale and her figure was shaking.

Was the last glimmer of hope also shattered?

"Mother, these two people are obviously in a state of anxiety. Why should we plead with them?"

Zhao Zheng sighed, feeling moved and helpless.

Zhao Song was just here to come and see them joke and beg him for mercy. Wouldn't it just fit his wish?

"That's not necessarily true! For the sake of brothers, I will help you!"

Zhao Song smiled playfully, took a step forward, and his legs spread apart.

"Zhao Zheng, as long as you kneel down and kowtow to this prince, and then crawl through below, maybe I will be in a good mood and beg for your father to spare your life."

really!

This Zhao Song is simply shameless!

Zhao Zheng's eyes sank, and the anger in his heart continued to rise.

Concubine Rong's body even stiffened, and the only glimmer of hope in her heart disappeared instantly.

Zhao Zheng, after all, is also the eldest prince, how could he be humiliated by the crotch?

"Third Prince, this...why don't I do it, I kowtow to you, I'll do it, I'll do it, I just want you to help Zheng'er!"

Concubine Rong smiled miserably. She had no time to care about anything for the sake of the child.

Zhao Song looked disdainful and was about to speak, but Zhao Zheng suddenly stood up!

"impossible!"

As he roared, Zhao Zheng protected Concubine Rong behind him and glared at Zhao Song.

"I won't kneel down, and even more so, mother's wife! Zhao Song, now, get out of here, otherwise, don't blame me for being rude!"

This guy insulted them and their son several times. If it weren't for the overall situation, Zhao Zheng would have taken action long ago, so how could he bear it again and again?

"You're welcome? How can you do to me?"

Seeing that Zhao Zheng was still stubborn, Zhao Song's eyes were filled with anger, and he suddenly leaned over to his ear, smiling like a full devil.

"It's better not to kneel down, I will not force myself! But..."

"You will be sent to the heavenly prison soon, right? Don't worry, in five days, I will let someone torture you to the fullest, letting you taste what life is worse than death."

"As for your mother... I heard that she was an actor before? Tsk tsk, whispered, it would be a pity to put such a good appearance in the cold palace. Why would I help her escape from the cold palace and sell it to the brothel after she got out of the cold palace?"

"The imperial concubine has become a fair business, right? Hahaha..."

Speaking of this, Zhao Song laughed proudly.

This time he came to humiliate Zhao Zheng severely.

Let the other princes see, this is the end of competing for the position of prince with me.

"You're looking for death!"

However, before his laughter had fallen, Zhao Zheng, who could not bear it, suddenly burst out.

He controlled Zhao Song's hands with his left hand, and pressed his right hand against his neck, and squeezed it hard.

Zhao Song, who was unprepared, was restrained by Zhao Zheng in just a moment.

The strong sense of suffocation made him breathless and struggled constantly, but in front of Zhao Zheng's strength, it was completely useless.

After a few breaths, I rolled my eyes and foamed at the mouth.

"Zhao Zheng, let go of the third prince quickly!"

"Bold, come, come!"

The sudden scene scared everyone, and no one expected that Zhao Zheng would suddenly rise up.

Qin Xuehui and the eunuch who sent the order were frightened and didn't know what to do for a moment.

They only dared to turn a blind eye to everything before.

But if the third prince really fails, everyone present will be implicated.

Even Concubine Rong was so scared that she couldn't come back to her senses for a moment.

"What did you say just now? Come on, listen to it again? See if you die first or I die first!"

Zhao Zheng's eyes were full of ruthlessness.

He could tolerate Zhao Song's insults.

But only Concubine Rong is Zhao Zheng's reverse scale and cannot be desecrated.

Otherwise, even if Zhao Song is the prince, he will still be killed!
Chapter completed!
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