Dong Gong Mei

Chapter 332
In the ranking of patience, if Gu Yong is at the level of the King of Hades, then Zhao Ziyi is at the level of the Immortal.

Gu Yong chose to die in the wind and snow, destroying the opponent's psychological defense bit by bit.

Zhao Ziyi is different, he usually sits in the room drinking tea, leisurely waiting for the opponent to come to the door.

At this time, he was sitting in a wheelchair, wearing a brocade robe of bamboo green color, and a white jade hairpin on his head.

The tea in his hand was already cold, and he was still repeating the action of skimming the foam, taking it easy, over and over again, as if he could wait like this forever.

The study was very quiet, only the tea bowl made a "bang-dang" sound, once, twice, three times... gently echoing in the air.

Until the knock on the door sounded, as if waiting for a long time, the tea tureen in his hand "clanged" and quickly closed.

"Miss Wei!" He flexibly turned the wheelchair in a direction and looked at the woman standing at the door.

It was a long red dress, with dark red piping, peony patterns embroidered with gold thread, and the jewelry was also gold inlaid with red.

He, a big man, couldn't tell what these shapes were, but he clearly felt the powerful aura brought by the red and gold.

He looked at Zhao Xiwei with a proud smile on his face.

His little sister is the most dazzling pearl in the sky, she should be so dazzling!
Zhao Xiwei sat down on the chair by the window without saying a word.

Zhao Ziyi didn't seem to care about her silence at all. She rocked the wheelchair and turned around before coming to the table.

He changed the cold tea, held the teapot himself, added green tea leaves to the pot, and put some orange peels in it with bamboo tweezers. After running the hot water three times, after a while, a cup of fragrant tea That's it.

Zhao Xiwei silently watched him do all this for himself.

His movements were dexterous and his expression was relaxed and comfortable, which made her wonder for a moment, whether his legs...had been healed long ago?

After figuring out what happened in the palace, she had reason to firmly believe that her father was by no means a simple man.

Zhao Ziyi pushed the azure teacup in front of her, and smiled slightly: "I know you like the taste of oranges, so I specially prepared fruit tea for you."

Zhao Xiwei was actually not in the mood to drink any tea, but when he met his kind and warm gaze, his heart was suddenly touched.

My mother used to do the same thing, preparing delicious meals and hot porridge for her, and then serving them in front of her, her eyes were as soft as satin, watching her take a bite, she asked earnestly, "How does it taste? Is it delicious?"

At this time, she would raise her head and boast with a smile: "It's delicious! Everything mother cooks is delicious!"

but……

Such a scene will always remain in the depths of memory and will never reappear.

She lowered her eyelashes, gently picked up the tea, and took a sip.

"How? Is it good?" Zhao Ziyi asked.

Zhao Xiwei's fingers on the cup suddenly tightened.

She coughed lightly to cover up her gaffe, then raised her eyes and smiled faintly: "It's okay."

Zhao Ziyi's eyes fell on her pale fingertips, and his heart suddenly tightened and hurt. He said slowly: "I heard that you are not well, and you are recuperating."

Do you want to urge her to have a baby sooner?

Li Xuanye urged her because he wanted to have a child of his own; the old lady urged her because she wanted her to stand firm as the crown princess.

What about him?
What is he for?

Irritability surged up again, and Zhao Xiwei lost his previous good temper.

She looked at him with quiet eyes, and said in a cold tone: "Yes, I am not in good health. Even a genius doctor like Dr. Gu can't diagnose what kind of disease it is."

The princess cannot conceive, this is not her business alone.

She held her breath in her heart, she did it on purpose, just to choke him.

I just want to see him disappointed, see him fail, and see what he has to do next.

These words were as sharp as a blade, and the effect of stinging him was obvious.

Zhao Ziyi's hand holding the teacup suddenly trembled, and the tea almost spilled on the table.

Seeing the panic-stricken people, there is a cruel and happy feeling.

Zhao Xi narrowed his eyes slightly, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "I have let the Zhao family down. I'm afraid I won't be able to have a child for a year or so, so I won't be able to win the favor of His Royal Highness, let alone use the child in the East Palace. Stand firm!"

Zhao Ziyi looked at the daughter in front of him, he was always very eloquent, but he couldn't speak a word.

After a long silence, he let out a breath, not knowing whether to comfort her or himself, and said, "It's okay, it's okay."

He took a big sip of hot tea and said confidently: "Don't worry, no matter when you can have a child, no matter whether you can win his favor or not, as long as you have daddy, you will be able to gain a firm foothold in the East Palace, and anyone You can't shake your position."

Zhao Xi looked at him with a smile: "Then what if I can never have children?"

"Nonsense!" Zhao Ziyi frowned, "You are still young, take care of yourself, and you will get better one day!"

"Then what if it doesn't get better?" Zhao Xiwei asked.

"In case it doesn't get better..." Zhao Ziyi thought for a while, and said without hesitation: "If it doesn't get better, find a way to adopt one!"

"Daddy!" Zhao Xiwei put down the teacup, stared at him and said, "Your Highness is the crown prince of a country!"

"What's the matter?" Zhao Ziyi smiled, and said calmly: "The emperor has all the adoptive sons, so the prince can't adopt them? Could it be that if you can't give birth, father will just watch him divorce you? Father can let you suffer That kind of grievance? Isn’t this prime minister in vain?”

"..." Zhao Xi pursed his lips slightly, feeling speechless for a moment.

In the end, he was still thinking of himself. Those scheming methods were also for protecting her...

Thinking of this, the dullness in my heart faded a little.

However, the next moment, Zhao Ziyi's cold words pushed her into the ice cellar again.

"It's really not possible, we can steal the beam!"

"what?"

"First deceive him with a fake pregnancy, and the imperial doctor's father will take care of it for you." Zhao Ziyi mused, and said unhurriedly: "At the same time, I will find a reliable pregnant woman and wait for her baby to fall. , when you are done—"

"Father!" Zhao Xiwei stood up suddenly.

"what happened?"

Zhao Xiwei only felt that there was a beast hiding in her chest, and the beast's sharp claws kept tearing at her heart.

She stared at the man in front of her, took a deep breath, tried to calm down her emotions, and asked softly: "Daddy, in your heart, can children be used?"

"Wei'er..." Zhao Ziyi, unparalleled in resourcefulness, immediately understood what Zhao Xiwei was referring to.

He smiled lightly, and said in a deep voice: "Father has a sense of proportion when it comes to Nan Xing. Look, didn't Nan Xing end up with nothing at all?"

Zhao Xiwei choked with anger, and asked back: "Then what if Gu Yuci had bad intentions? Or Gu Yong's two-faced strategy? Or something went wrong in some link, causing Nan Xing to really have troubles, what are you going to do? What about Concubine Shu?"

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The prince questioned Wei'er, and Wei'er asked her father, all because they cared.

(End of this chapter)