Chu Jingxiao didn't say anything, looking like he had acquiesced to Chu Hongzhen's question.

Seeing this reaction from Chu Jingshuo, Noble Consort Zhao looked like she was eager to try.

It looked like she wanted to go and say something on behalf of Chu Jingshuo, but she just couldn't find a suitable opportunity for a while.

"Do you think that if I can know in advance that you will rebel, and have Wu Zhang cooperate with you to play along with the scene, won't I make other preparations?"

Chu Jingxiao raised his head violently and looked at Chu Hongzhen with wide eyes.

He stared dead at Chu Hongzhen's mouth, clearly not wanting to hear Chu Hongzhen's next words.

But whether Chu Jingxiao wanted to hear it or not, Chu Hongzhen still slowly opened his mouth,

"Have you not noticed that my secret guards have not appeared today until now? Do you want to guess where they went?"

After Chu Hongzhen reminded him like this, the sword in Chu Jingxiao's hand fell to the ground in a panic,

"Father you ..."

"Yes, your soldiers should have all been taken by them by now."

Chu Hongzhen's hand tapped on the table again, intentionally or not, and lightly nodded to Chu Jingxiao.

Zhao Guifei, who turned out to be pale, however, seemed to have suddenly thought of something, as she looked at Chu Jingxiao from a distance, her eyes filled with determination.

Chu Jingxiao in the center of the hall was still shaking his head in dismay, seemingly refusing to believe everything in front of him in any way.

His non-mainstream sentimental teenage look, Cheng Xiaoxiao simply did not have eyes to see.

It's not like he's some young guy pretending to be some adolescent teenage Werther's Trouble.

Yes, Cheng Xiaoxiao still thought that Chu Jingxiao was still pretending.

Mainly Chu Jingxiao this person gives off the feeling of being sinister and cunning, she simply won't believe that Chu Jingxiao will really collapse.

Chu Jingxiao still had that godly look, and Zhao Guifei, who had been silent for a long time, finally had a voice.

Only to see her stumbling from behind the wine case and pouncing in front of Chu Hongzhen, she began to kowtow frantically to Chu Hongzhen,

"Your Majesty, I beg you to spare Fuse's son. Fuse's son doesn't know any better, today's matter is just a momentary confusion when he was drunk, he didn't mean it."

Zhao Guifei's eyes were filled with tears as she ran over, which would drip everywhere as she moved.

Chu Hongzhen did not speak, nor did he pay attention to Noble Consort Zhao's pleas for mercy, as if he could not see Noble Consort Zhao as a person.

Knowing that these words of hers were very pale and powerless, but Noble Consort Zhao still refused to die, she kowtowed to Noble Consort Su on the side again,

"Sister, you were the most kind-hearted in the past, and His Majesty has always favored you. Today, my sister begs you, please help my sister plead with His Majesty, and beg His Majesty to spare us Fuse."

Noble Consort Su wanted to hide but couldn't, she looked at Noble Consort Zhao faintly, her mouth vaguely excusing herself,

"Forcing the palace is a crime of treason, sister should wait for His Majesty to make the decision!"

Noble Consort Zhao also knew that there was no way out now, otherwise she wouldn't have gone to her nemesis, Noble Consort Su.

Hearing Noble Consort Su's reply, she had no choice but to go back to begging Chu Hongzhen again, only she had not been able to open her mouth again, Chu Jingxiao, who had been standing in the center of the temple, suddenly shouted at her with pathos,

"Mother Consort, don't go begging them! It's not worth it!"

Zhao Guifei cried even more pearly as soon as she heard this, she staggered up and walked over to Chu Jingxun with her two arms slightly spread out, and slapped Chu Jingxun hard in the face,

"What are you talking about asshole? Why don't you hurry up and kneel down!"

Chu Jingxiao face tilted to the side again after receiving a beating, but he did not get angry, instead, he laughed out lowly,

"Mother Consort, you haven't hit me in years."

Chu Jingxiao didn't even use the word ''son servant'', this look really had a few moments of his childhood.

Noble Consort Zhao's mouth opened, and she stood beside Chu Jingxiao with a desire to speak.

Her fingers moved as if she wanted to reach out and caress Chu Jingxiao's face, but in the end, she did not make the next move.

Chu Jingxiao still maintained the same action from earlier, only reaching out to touch his freshly beaten cheeks himself,

"Mother consort wants me to kneel down and admit my faults, where did my son go wrong?"

Noble Consort Zhao froze and also followed Chu Jingxiao's words as she muttered to herself,

"Yes, and what's wrong with you, it's the Palace that's at fault!"

Cheng Xiaoxiao had been watching Chu Jingxiao and Noble Consort Zhao with unblinking eyes, and she was still somewhat touched in her heart by Noble Consort Zhao's tearful pleas for mercy just now.

Rebellion such a big thing, but also involved in the Zhao Guifei when the civil minister's father, this next three generations are afraid to suffer.

That seemingly exaggerated behavior of Noble Consort Zhao should be more of her true feelings.

It does seem pretty hard to keep what little sobriety you have at this point in time to beg for forgiveness and 'wipe your ass' for the assholes your son has committed.

Cheng Xiaoxiao more jaw-dropping is still in the back, Zhao Guifei said suddenly kneeling in the center of the temple, she said towards Chu Hongzhen incomparably serious,

"My concubine was deluded and confused for a moment, and forced His Majesty King Qing to plot against her by death. She also threatened Lord Zhao, the Royal Historian, with a letter, forcing Lord Zhao to plot against him together. My concubine deserves to die, please punish me, Your Majesty!"

After finishing her speech, Noble Consort Zhao kowtowed heavily to Chu Hongzhen.

I don't know if she was afraid that Chu Hongzhen wouldn't be willing to believe her words, but she also added with her words,

"His Highness King Qing and Lord Zhao have asked my concubine to stop several times, and have also advised me many times. Not only did I not listen to the advice, but I instead coerced the two of them many times, forcing them to obediently follow my words."

Chu Hongzhen and Chu Jingxiao looked at Noble Consort Zhao almost simultaneously, and Chu Hongzhen frowned and asked,

"Oh? Then how is Aifei going to explain the matter of bringing troops to force the palace?"

"All of them were instructed by my concubine, and the soldiers were also privately raised by my concubine. Including the hujis in the homes of those ministers, they were also chosen by my concubine."

Zhao Guifei opened her mouth in a hurry, fearing that there would be someone to grab it with her, and finished a whole bunch of words in a fast speech,

"There's also that 'Beauty Incense', Your Majesty also knows that my concubine's nursemaid used to know the art of witchcraft, that's why I know how to raise these incenses. And what else? There are also those rumors aren't there?"

Zhao Guifei looked like she was reminiscing to herself, hating to take all the blame on her own head, as she dropped her tears while speaking, sucking in her nose to maintain the calmness of her voice,

"Those rumors were also revealed by my concubine to the ministers in the court, without my concubine passing on these messages in the harem, how could they spread quickly in the court?"

Zhao Guifei spoke with reason, the makeup on her face had long since been blown away by crying, but her red eyes were bright and compelling.

She just looked straight at Chu Hongzhen, her gaze firm and natural.

"That's a pretty decent way to put it, but why would Aife do that?"

Chu Hongzhen did not say clearly believe Zhao Guifei, also did not say do not believe, in turn, as if some really understand Zhao Guifei's demeanor.

Zhao Guifei rueful smile, she pulled out the silk handkerchief in her bosom, a little bit of their face those rouge and water powder wiped away, only plain white face slowly opened his mouth,

"Your Majesty's question is so interesting, could it be that my concubine was born to be such a ruthless person?"

She straightened her hair bun that had been messed up by the tossing and turning just now, trying hard to recover her original noble and graceful appearance.

"Concubine is the honorable first eldest daughter of the family, father and mother love, grandparents pampered, brothers and sisters obedient, from childhood to the age of wanting anything is at hand. Why should I insist on dyeing those filthy things and practicing that sordid thing."

It wasn't enough that Zhao Guifei finished her broken hair, she went back to smoothing out the folds of the clothes on her body, as if she was performing some kind of devotional ritual.

"At that time, Your Majesty, you had not long ascended the throne, and you were not stable in the imperial court. My concubine's family was powerful and could help you stabilize your foundation, which is why you married my concubine."

Noble Consort Zhao suddenly raised her head and smiled sweetly at Chu Hongzhen, "I know all about it."

"It's not like that."

Chu Hongzhen looked at Noble Consort Zhao and opened his mouth with a guilty expression to explain.

The probing in his eyes gradually dissipated, and his gaze was deep and long, as if he was caught up in some memory.

Noble Consort Zhao, however, did not care what Chu Hongzhen said, and her smile gradually faded a bit,

"But Your Majesty, at that time I had everything, but only lost your heart."

As she spoke, the teardrops on Noble Consort Zhao's face scrambled to trickle down again.

However, she didn't reach out to wipe it away, and only spoke to herself, "Later, when His Majesty welcomed Noble Consort Su into the palace, I knew that in His Majesty's heart, my concubine was simply just a pawn."

Chu Hongzhen's fingers moved, and those same thin lips as Chu Jingxiao's pursed into a line.

Noble Consort Zhao suddenly raised her hand and wiped her face, then immediately looked at Noble Consort Su with a smile on her face, "Sister Su is smart enough to know how to weigh the pros and cons, as well as how to curry favor with His Majesty. But in the end, she is just a substitute ..."

Chu Hongzhen suddenly changed color, seems to want to stop Zhao Guifei continue to say, Zhao Guifei but knowingly stop their own words.

Noble Consort Zhao's topic ended too strangely, and Cheng Xiaoxiao, who had been listening to the story, somewhat failed to understand.

She had been about to reminisce some more, but her mind was drawn to a slight rattling sound beside her.

Only when she looked at the source of the sound did she realize that Chu Yunshen, who had been looking bland, had somehow clenched the wine glass in his hand.

The soft sound just now was no other than the sound of Chu Yunshen crushing the wine glass.

The wine glass that was split in half was placed on the table by Chu Yunshen, who also resumed his cold face in a moment, as if the loss of temper just now was just Cheng Xiaoxiao's illusion.

"Why does my concubine, who is so proud, have to endure all this suffering for nothing?"

As Noble Consort Zhao's voice sounded again, Cheng Xiaoxiao was not in a good position to look deeper into Chu Yunshen's matter and only thought to wait until she returned to inquire.

"Your Majesty must think that my concubine is crazy, it's been like this for so many years, why can't you bear it now."

Noble Consort Zhao suddenly smiled to herself, as if she was also asking herself this question in return.

"That's because Your Majesty is ready to come and hurt my child again!"

Zhao Guifei smiled with tearful eyes, and still managed to stubbornly raise her head to look straight into Chu Hongzhen's eyes,

"I already don't have you, does Your Majesty still want me to lose Fuse?"

"When did I say I would harm Fuse, Fuse is your child and my royal son!"

Chu Hongzhen looked like he had listened to Noble Consort Zhao's words and tried to convince her.

His expression was so sincere, with no trace of a king's high and mighty stance to speak of.

"Yes!"

Noble Consort Zhao's voice suddenly raised much higher, and her voice was sharp, like some kind of sharp instrument scratching on glass,

"Your Majesty is right! Shuo'er is also your royal son!"

The smile on his face slowly widened, and sarcasm was written all over those dainty eyes that still contained tears,

"But while His Majesty has numerous imperial sons, I have only one child, Shuo'er!"