Tyrant, your vest fell off

Chapter 470 - The Scumbag
"Although I am highly valued by His Majesty, you also know that she is just taking care of me for the sake of my father. I only have such an imperial gift that can be handed out. Although it is a woman's jewelry, You don't want to be disgusted."

For the first time, she felt that she was incompetent, and she searched her brains to find something satisfactory for him, but found that there was nothing worthy of him.The most precious item in her hand is only this golden step.

"The golden steps granted by His Majesty have the privilege of being free from kneeling, so you should keep it. Now that you are inconvenient, you can just avoid unnecessary red tape."

Realizing that Qingmei seemed to have misunderstood his refusal to accept her gift, Sikong Que hastily explained to her.

"I want to be a sharp sword in your hand, live and die with you, advance and retreat together, not a dodder flower hiding under your skirt."

He put the golden step back on Zhao Qingmei's bun, and suddenly remembered that he didn't seem to have given her any decent token of love, and felt extremely guilty.

"If I don't want to, there are not many people in this world who can hurt me. You need this golden step more than I do."

Sikong Que couldn't help saying that he pressed her hand and wanted to take off Jin Buyao's hand again, Zhao Qingmei saw that his attitude was firm, so he had no choice but to let it go.

And she also vowed secretly in her heart that she must find a rare thing to give to her man.

Fengming Hall.
Bei Mingchen, the imperial concubine of Zhonggong, is pruning a pot of sick plums leisurely.And Zhao Qingmei came here right away, after dinner, she still hadn't eaten a drop of rice, she was already hungry.

The so-called diseased plum is to bind or bind the naturally growing plum blossoms through human intervention, and trim the branches. By destroying the natural growth of the plum tree, the plum tree is forced to change into a special shape, just like a rocky rockery. Catering to the morbid artyness of the aristocracy.

For the whole afternoon, Zhao Qingmei could only stand quietly behind Bei Mingchen, watching him prune the poor sick plum plant in boredom.

Because of the golden steps in the hairpin, Zhao Qingmei naturally refrained from all rituals of kneeling and worshiping. At this time, the Fengming Hall was extremely quiet, only the slight sound of the scissors in Bei Mingchen's hands colliding with plum branches.

"The sons of this palace have not yet had any heirs. The Prime Minister is so eager to let his side husband step on his face, and it is still in such an unacceptable form. Do you really think that His Majesty will protect you so that you can live forever?"

He was finally the first to lose his composure, and when he opened his mouth, he went straight to the point.

"The eldest son! How can you let my son hold his head up? You are deliberately embarrassing him!"

"I don't dare, it's just that my father knows why I haven't had anything to do with him for so many years, so why is he blaming me today?"

"If you can persuade His Majesty to annul my engagement with him, I will be very grateful."

"The Ninth Prince's face is just his face, and the humble minister is only worthy of living this life without face or skin?"

Finally, Zhao Qingmei couldn't help but explode her emotions, the Imperial Husband of Zhonggong never interfered with the grievances between her and Zhong Liyin.Why is it so uncharacteristic today?
Although he is the official husband of the middle palace, he is not favored by the current empress, so he always uses Zen Buddhism as an excuse, and hardly interferes with any affairs of the harem and the former court.

This time, I don't know if Zhong Liyao or Zhong Liyin is acting as a hindrance?

"What do you mean by that?"

"I know that you and Yin'er have a shallow relationship, but since you are married, if you can't be in love with each other, at least you should respect each other like a guest."

"Oh, that's impossible. I don't want to say anything else. If you are interested, you can call the Ninth Prince into the palace and tell you why my relationship with him is so bad."

Bei Mingchen has been able to crawl all the way from his side husband to sit firmly in the middle palace for decades, so he is naturally not someone to wait for nothing. At this time, he looked at Zhao Qingmei's angry and ferocious expression, and vaguely guessed that it must be Yin Yin. Don't hide anything important from him.

"I and Zhong Liyin will not have any heirs in this life, please hold your hands high, otherwise I will be afraid when I go crazy, I believe that you have the measure to accommodate the entire harem, and you will definitely not care about an unborn child, I can only say As for the Ninth Prince, I, Zhao Qingmei, am worthy of heaven and earth, and I am not ashamed of others."

After Zhao Qingmei finished speaking, she respectfully bowed and turned to leave Fengming Hall. When she stepped out of the hall, Dexi, the steward of the central palace, suddenly stopped her. He was holding the sick plum that Bei Mingchen had carefully built just now.

"The miscellaneous family, in the name of the imperial husband of the middle palace, bestowed this diseased plum to the prime minister."

Zhao Qingmei took over the pocket-sized diseased plum potted plant, and the Zhonggong rewarded her with the well-pruned diseased plum, which was nothing more than knocking mountains and shaking tigers.

Bei Mingchen wanted to remind her that, like this sick plum, she must keep in mind the constraints of rules and dogmas in the world, and become what everyone wants to see, so that she can be long-term and valuable.

"The emperor's husband said whether to be a sick plum with famous flowers and flowers, or a weed that is one year old and one withered, is all in the prime minister's mind."

"Tell the imperial husband for my minister, there is already a vast and boundless grassland above my minister's head, there is no need to add a touch of new green, bad luck!"

As Zhao Qingmei said, she put the pot of diseased plums at her feet, turned around and left, she had the confidence, with Bei Mingchen's cautious personality, she would definitely find out the doubts before she could give up.

If after finding out all the truth, he still has the face to summon her to say something about deceiving the world, then he is in vain.
In Fengming Hall, Zhong Liyin knelt in front of his father, both father and son were silent and did not make any sound.

"Snapped!!"

Zhong Liyin covered his cheek in pain, but he didn't show any resentment or grievance.

"Shameless!"

"madness!"

"Shame!"

"Unsatisfactory stuff!"

He just bowed his head quietly, accepting his father's vicious abuse with pleasure, for some reason, he felt a kind of detached relief when he heard the words of abuse.

Scolding is all about scolding, but it is his own flesh and blood after all. He has quickly analyzed two conclusions from what Yin'er said.

One is that the relationship between Yin'er and Zhao Qingmei is really impossible to break the ice, and the other is that Baili Si may have another purpose for Yin'er, and the so-called sincerity still needs to be considered.

As soon as Zhao Qingmei left Fengming Hall, Zhong Liyin hurriedly came to pay his respects, every word and every line was trying to excuse Zhao Qingmei, his son knew that there is no medicine for regret in this world, and now he is afraid that King Xiang is interested in a goddess unintentionally.

"How do you deal with yourself now? You can see her affection for that side-husband. You gave up the dusty pearl, but chose the unworthy Yumu. You even made a private decision with Baili Si for life. You played a good game of chess." If you risk yourself to death, how do you want me to turn the tide?"

(End of this chapter)