After a long silence, the emperor on the throne spoke slowly:

Qing thinks, what I did before is not right?

The deep voice was like a thunderbolt, resounding in everyone's ears.

The servant was in a bad mood, and subconsciously knelt down to plead guilty.

But the emperor's next sentence nailed him to the spot:

Aiqing has taught me so much, why not teach me well, how can I be the emperor?

The servant's knees softened, and he knelt down with a plop.

Not only him, the ministers in the hall knelt down on the floor.

Some smarter courtiers guessed that His Majesty was going to get angry.

But no one expected that His Majesty would be so angry.

Even such heartbreaking words were spoken.

Take it down. Hui Zong closed his eyes and ordered softly.

Take it down, where to take it, and what to do with it, no one dares to think about it.

However, everyone knew that after this incident, there would never be this servant in Yandu again.

The servant knew that he was doomed, he subconsciously looked at his backer.

Fu Wang stood there expressionless, without even looking at him.

The servant's heart was cold, knowing that he was probably an abandoned child.

But he didn't dare to say anything, because his wife at home was pinched by others, so he just hung his head down.

The servant was taken down by the imperial guards, and no one in the court dared to speak more.

Zhao Yi looked at the people on the dragon chair.

After all, he underestimated the status of King Yan in the heart of his father.

He knew very well that Huizong's real anger was not because of the servant's cleverness, but because of his suggestion - assigning King Yan to guard the imperial tomb.

Emperor Hui couldn't bear it.

Even if he knew in his heart that King Yan cursed him to die sooner, he still couldn't bear to waste his life.

Zhao Yi lowered his head, clenched his sleeves and fists tightly.

He is jealous.

This royal family should have been ruthless.

King Yan and Huizong, such a ridiculous father-son relationship should not exist at all.

Why, Zhao Yin can get what no one else can get?

Just wait, he will prove it with action.

Ruthlessness is the normal way of getting along with Tianjia.

——

In the courtyard of the cold palace.

Ah Zhao and Zhao Yin are having lunch.

Obviously, King Beiding's previous meal had worked.

Compared with yesterday, the lunch for the two of them can already be called exquisite and sumptuous.

Two dishes and one soup, one meat and two vegetables, the ingredients are fresh and the portions are sufficient.

Although it can't be compared with the past days of the two of them, it is already a rare delicacy for the people in the cold palace.

Apart from other things, the chef of the imperial dining room, even if he is a layman, his cooking skills are not comparable to ordinary people.

Ah Zhao ate quite happily.

Zhao Yin looked at A Zhao who was full of satisfaction on the face, but his heart was a little complicated.

Especially after knowing that the other party came to the cold palace to suffer for his own [Great Fog], Zhao Yin felt sorry for her.

Princess, I made you suffer. He said softly.

Ah Zhao was drinking soup, when he suddenly heard this nonsensical sentence, he was a little puzzled, and looked at Zhao Yin suspiciously with his bright black eyes.

However, she quickly remembered her character design, put down the bowl in her hand, and said lightly: I chose this by myself, there is no hardship.

Zhao Yin automatically translated this as: I am willing to endure hardships with you.

He was even more touched for a moment, and was about to say some soft words, but Ah Zhao suddenly said:

Zhao Yin, you didn't do the witchcraft thing, I know very well.

Zhao Yin was startled.

This was the first time the two of them talked about this topic in the few days since they came to this cold palace.

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