Chapter 767

Zhong Zhiheng attaches great importance to this little emperor. Others don't know. Zhao Ruhai is the most clear one. Since Hui's pregnancy, the delicacies in Changchun palace have never been broken. Qin law also runs to Changchun palace three times a day. Zhong Zhiheng has to ask Hui's body once a day. Only in this way can he be practical. When Hui's wife is ripe, Zhong Zhiheng holds the little emperor and looks at him When his eyes are like those of his eyebrows, Zhong Zhiheng's eyes are wet. Even Zhao Ruhai's eyes are silly. At this moment, Zhao Ruhai can even hear Zhong Zhiheng's heartbroken voice.

Zhong Zhiheng felt dizzy for a while. He couldn't stand. He saw that he was going to fall. He was so busy that he reached out to hold the Dragon case, which made him barely stand.

"Long live, you have to take care of yourself." Zhao Ruhai got up from the ground, sat down on the soft couch with Zhong Zhiheng, and handed over a cup of tea. "Long live, you have a cup of tea first."

"How did the little prince die suddenly?" Zhong Zhiheng shook his head, didn't take the cup of tea, and asked Zhao Ruhai with a stiff face, every word with a chill, "you have made it clear to me that the little prince was born at full term, without any questions, why did it suddenly disappear?"

"If you go back to long live, the head of Qinyuan is already checking," Zhao Ruhai said hurriedly. "The head of Qinyuan said that he would come to report to you in person later."

Zhong Zhiheng's face was very white. He looked at the red carpet in a daze. For a while, he waved and said to Zhao ruhaidao, "you can back down. I want to be quiet."

"Yes, I'm leaving." At present, Zhao Ruhai bows down.

Zhong Zhiheng slowly stood up. He went to the wall. He squinted at the picture of the woman on the wall. His lips trembled. "Siyao, do you still refuse to forgive me? I just want a son! A son who looks like you and me! But why is it so hard? Why? Siyao, you still hate me, right? I've let the seven go! Ming Wei has been granted the title of Princess! Why do you refuse to forgive me! Why?! "

In the empty room, the rage that the man couldn't restrain reverberated. He suddenly reached out and grabbed the picture. He wanted to tear it to pieces! He really doesn't want to see this face anymore!

With a little effort, there was an extra wrinkle on the picture, which seemed to be an extra wrinkle on the woman's face. He was stiff, then suddenly put his hand down, and then sat down on the soft couch.

"Siyao, when are you going to hate me?" Zhong Zhiheng holds his lips bitterly, then covers his face abruptly.

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When Qin Lu arrived, Zhong Zhiheng had calmed his mood. He sat on a soft couch and looked at Qin Lu kneeling on the ground without expression: "Qin Lu, if there are not enough words today, I will not only pick your head, but also bury you, no matter whether you are young, old or young."

"I dare not!" Qin Lu was so busy that he kowtowed. He wiped the sweat on his face and said respectfully to Zhong Zhiheng, "long live, the little prince is suffocating."

"Suffocation?" Zhong Zhiheng suddenly clenched his hand. "But man made?"

"Please forgive me. I dare not break it, but..." Speaking of this, Qin Lulu paused, and then said, "when the little prince died, he didn't cry, and Weichen thought it was very strange."

"Go to find out who has contacted the little prince today," Zhong Zhiheng said to Zhao ruhaidao with clenched teeth. "Check carefully, no one is allowed to leak!"

"Yes! Yes, I do! " Zhao Ruhai is too busy to bow down.

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