Quick Transmigration: Male Lead, You’re Overpowered?

Since coming here, both of them have deliberately avoided this topic.

Zhao Wei did not expect that A Zhao would take the initiative.

"Wang Hao, do you believe me?" Zhao Yu’s throat seemed to be caught by something and whispered.

Azhao looked at him seriously: "Although there are many places in this person that I can't understand, you are not a person who can do the vicious things of cursing the father."

Zhao Wei: "..."

If you only say the latter half of the sentence, I will be very touched, really.

He smiled a little blankly: "But the father has believed."

This is his knot.

Zhao Wei does not care that he is framed by others, and does not care about being questioned by others.

However, he cares that Hui Zong does not trust himself.

Questioning from loved ones is often the most hurtful.

"You said, why didn't he believe in me?" Zhao Wei looked a little stunned, like asking Azhao, and asking himself.

Azhao thought for a moment and said: "Your Majesty is a Mingjun. I believe that this matter has been changed to any prince, he will not be treated like this."

Zhao Yiyi: "What do you mean?"

Azhao sighed in the heart, this is probably the fans of the authorities?

"Because your Majesty loves you," she said in an understatement.

Zhao Wei looked at her.

Azhao continued: "You think about it, you are just being distrusted and you are so sad..."

Zhao can't help but refute: "I am not sad!"

Azhao: "...you are not sad, don't fight!"

She glanced at Zhao Wei and continued to say: "Then you think about it, you are cursed by your own son, what should you look like?"

Zhao Wei looked shocked.

His look changed, and he said low for a long time: "I don't."

A Zhao looked at him like this, and couldn't bear it in his heart. He said softly: "Yes, I know that you don't have it. His Majesty is just sad and angry, and there is no time to think about it."

"When you get down and you figure it out, you will find that it is not right."

......

Outside the Anle Palace, there is a wall outside the palace wall that I have been dug up with.

Hui Zongxi stood there and listened to the conversation between the two.

"Anhe, isn't it true, too impulsive?" he said suddenly.

The head of the internal service, An Gonggong, lowered his head and did not dare to speak.

At this time, the emperor did not need his answer, he knew.

Hui Zong asked again: "If you are Ayou, would you do something like this?"

An Gonggong’s waist bends a little lower: “The slaves are despicable, and they dare not compare with His Royal Highness. Just the feelings of His Majesty and Yan Wang, the old slaves are often envious.”

Hui Zong is amazed.

Yes, he does not believe in his son, but he believes in those outsiders.

Seeing him standing still for a long time, An Gonggong boldly reminded him: "Would you like to go in and see?"

Hui Zong shook his head: "Go back."

He wants to go back. Check this out.

When Huizong left, Azhao suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

The system suddenly reminded him that Hui Zong was listening to the corner outside. She had a chance to think that this was a good opportunity and she thought of this.

Only then did the problem suddenly.

Looking at the man who is sitting in the opposite side of the mind, A Zhao suddenly remembered his previous doubts.

She reached out and shook in front of Zhao Wei, looking serious:

"Actually, I have a question and I want to ask you for a long time."

Zhao Wei came back and looked at her: "What problem?"