The medical concubine is all over the sky, and the remnant king loves him every night

Eunuch Fu was startled by the sharp sound and quickly looked over. The disheveled person kneeling on the ground and kowtowing was none other than Mrs. Zhao, Zhao Kun's biological mother.

Eunuch Fu walked over quickly and quickly helped the person up, "Mrs. Zhao, this can't be done. Get up first. If you have anything to say, go and say it in front of the emperor."

Mrs. Zhao cried and said, "I just want to go to the emperor and tell him that my son Zhao Kun was severely injured by King Qi's people for no reason. Our Zhao family is also a respectable family. What crime did my son commit? What crime should he be punished for?" Is this the beating?"

Eunuch Fu's eyelids twitched heavily and he turned to look at Ming Luo.

The latter looked innocent.

Who told Zhao Kun to speak freely and insist on forcing his way in? The beating he gave was nothing compared to the princess's injuries.

The shock in Eunuch Fu's heart could no longer be expressed in words. He had originally wanted to persuade Mrs. Zhao to enter the palace later, but entering the palace now would simply be pouring oil on Feng Mingye's head. This fire would have burned down the entire palace. That's weird.

Eunuch Fu wanted to say that Mrs. Zhao should stop causing trouble, but he did not dare to say this. Now, neither the Zhao family nor the troublemaker, the King of Qi, were the ancestors who could not be messed with.

"Mrs. Zhao, how are Mr. Zhao's injuries? Do you need an imperial doctor to come and take a look?"

Before Mrs. Zhao could speak, Eunuch Fu said again, "We will go back to the palace to ask for a royal doctor for you. If nothing else, we need to cure Mr. Zhao's injuries."

Mrs. Zha cried and shouted, "My son is wronged..."

"Mrs. Zhao, there may be a misunderstanding here. Let us ask clearly first."

Eunuch Fu said, turned around and left, "We will go back to the palace to report to the emperor."

Eunuch Fu walked very fast, as if a mad dog was chasing him behind him.

He can return to the palace to resume his life, but he must not leave a tail behind him, otherwise he will be the first to be questioned by the emperor.

If Mrs. Zhao was really smart, she would have known that this was not the right time to go to the palace to complain, and it would be the same if she waited a day to go.

The emperor was angry at this moment. He would not listen seriously at all. Who was at fault and who was not at fault? He was only full of suspicion.

Ming Luo escorted Eunuch Fu away. Mrs. Zhao wanted to chase behind him, but was stopped by someone.

Mrs. Zhao's eyes were red, she pointed at the people in Prince Qi's palace and shouted, "Are you rebelling? The emperor has told you to leave the Zhao family, but you still want to stop me? Don't you want to live anymore?"

The leader looked at Mrs. Zhao and said word by word, "Mrs. Zhao, Eunuch Fu must return to the palace intact, otherwise no one will be able to bear the responsibility."

Mrs. Zhao was choked fiercely, "Am I going to take the courage of a leopard and dare to harm the people around the emperor?"

"That's impossible to say."

This sentence completely blocked Mrs. Zhao's way. By the time King Qi's people retreated, Eunuch Fu would not know where to go.

Mrs. Zhao gritted her teeth, thinking about her son who was still injured in the palace and did not leave him to go to the palace, but she turned around and went to find Zhao Liquan.

"Father, do you really want to see Kun'er die? He has been so wronged and the entire Zhao family has been insulted. Do you really not care?"

Mrs. Zhao knelt outside the study door and made a loud noise.

After a while, the door of the study room opened, but it was not Zhao Liquan who came out, but Zhao Ying.

Looking at the heroic Zhao Ying, a flash of hatred flashed in Mrs. Zhao's eyes.

She was disgusted that her eldest son had become a popular figure in front of the old man, while her legitimate son was not welcomed.

What kind of heavenly principle is this?

Zhao Ying walked up to Mrs. Zhao and said calmly, "Mother, get up."

Mrs. Zhao didn't want to see Zhao Ying, but Zhao Ying was now a popular person in front of the old man. She didn't dare to offend her, so she muttered a few times before opening her mouth, "What did the old man say...?" Zhao Ying said, "Grandpa said, you Even if you kneel down and die here, no one in the Zhao family will be able to do what you want."

After hearing this, Mrs. Zhao clenched her fist fiercely. Although she had prepared for the worst and knew that the old man would most likely not take action, she still couldn't help but want to try.

Her eyes were red, and she gritted her teeth and said, "Are you going to let my son be beaten like this for nothing?"

Zhao Yingdao said, "My grandfather already said at that time that you are not allowed to go out and ignore the crazy dogs outside."

What he said was gentle and calm, but it was particularly harsh in Mrs. Zhao's ears.

Zhao Ying almost didn't say that Zhao Kun ran out to fight on his own.

Mrs. Zhao left with tears in her eyes. At the same time, she knew in her heart that it was impossible for the Zhao family to stand up for Zhao Kun, because she knelt on the ground and cried for a long time. Maybe she was tired of crying for the old man, so she asked Zhao Ying to come out and send her away.

Realizing this, Mrs. Zhao felt increasingly sad.

Zhao Ying looked at Mrs. Zhao who was leaving alone, her lips lowered, and then she returned to the study with an indifferent expression.

At this time, Zhao Liquan was writing, and he lost a pair at his feet. The pen and ink were not completely dry, so he must have just thrown it away.

"Your mother is gone?"

Zhao Ying nodded, "Let's go."

Zhao Liquan said coldly, "She is not allowed to go out today, so as not to cause trouble again, she will meet the emperor at the palace tomorrow."

Zhao Ying hummed and said no more.

Zhao Liquan glanced at him with an inexplicable smile on his face, "What? Do you think your grandfather is cruel too?"

Zhao Ying did not answer directly, only said, "If you are not ruthless, it will be difficult to gain a foothold!"

The Zhao family is a cold-blooded and ruthless place. How can we achieve anything if we are not ruthless?

Zhao Liquan smiled and said, "You are most like me."

……

After Eunuch Fu returned to the palace, he told the truth about the situation of the Zhao family, and even told the truth about the injury of the Zhao family's son.

When Feng Mingye heard that this happened, his face that finally returned to normal suddenly turned livid again, and he gritted his teeth with hatred and said, "You little bastard, he won't give up until the sky is broken, and he won't suffer any losses. "

Eunuch Fu stood aside, his eyes watching his nose, his nose watching his mouth, not daring to talk to him.

In order to appease the Zhao family, Feng Mingye personally arranged for several imperial doctors to come out of the palace to diagnose and treat Zhao Kun.

In order to show that Feng Mingye attached great importance to this matter, Eunuch Fu went there in person.

All day long, Eunuch Fu was not hanging around the Gu family and the Zhao family. When he mentioned King Qi and the Zhao family, Eunuch Fu's head hurt. But in order to show the emperor's favor, Eunuch Fu smiled as soon as he entered the Zhao family's door. He said some kind words and then directly asked the imperial doctor to see him.

Mrs. Zhao did not stop her, but opened the wound so that the doctor could see it more clearly.

Eunuch Fu also took a look at Zhao Kun's injuries. Good guy, they were all serious, and they were all targeted at the most painful position.

Mrs. Zhao's eyes were swollen from crying. Zhao Kun was pampered by her and grew up. He never even had a scratch on his skin since he was a child. But this time he suffered such a big loss and suffered such a big injury. Mrs. Zhao almost lost her eyes. Crying blindly.

No matter how eloquent Eunuch Fu is, he can't tell any lies. However, Zhao Ying spoke in time and solved Eunuch Fu's dilemma.

Eunuch Fu was talking to Zhao Ying, but Mrs. Zhao couldn't get a word in, and her eyes became even more resentful.