Chapter 143 Dislike

Over the past ten years, Chang Meifeng's appearance has changed, but her massage skills have never changed. Even if there is a change, it is getting better and better. He is very rare.

Seeing that Zhuo Zhonghai's stern face softened, Chang Meifeng said: "Husband, Qinyue and Qinlan, which one do you prefer?"

Zhuo Zhonghai slowly opened his eyes, still half-closed, and said for a long time: "To be honest, I am more interested in Qinlan, this child is more lively, not as stubborn as Qinyue, and he looks very good, a good match." Prince Jing."

Chang Meifeng nodded: "Master is right, I think so too. Prince Jing is the emperor's favorite prince, and the queen has no children. The position of prince must be chosen among the seven princes. Your majesty Love King Jing, this is something that everyone knows, and King Jing alone controls 300,000 soldiers in the northwest, and he has a lot of power in the rivers and lakes. The other six princes, except for the fourth prince, King Liang, have no one. To be able to stand shoulder to shoulder with him, even this King Liang is inferior to King Jing, so one can imagine the weight of Concubine Jing, if she is the mother of the world in the future, Qinyue's temperament will probably suffer a disadvantage."

Zhuo Zhonghai raised his eyebrows, took a deep look at Chang Meifeng, and said, "I didn't expect you to be quite clear about this court situation. It seems that you have put in a lot of effort."

Chang Meifeng covered her mouth and smiled coquettishly: "That's natural. My husband is a first-rank prime minister, and I am also a first-rank wife who has been appointed by imperial edict. How can I not know the affairs of the court? When I gossiping with all the noble girls, don't I?" Less money to talk about?"

Hearing this, Zhuo Zhonghai frowned again, and said in displeasure: "You gossip, talk about the affairs of the court with a group of women, especially what you hear at home, you must not go outside Gossiping, once someone listens to some words, something big will happen, don't you be ignorant of the seriousness." Zhuo Zhonghai has been trying to understand one thing over the years, and he finally understands what it means to be right and right.

A girl like Chang Meifeng who came out of a small family has a beautiful face, and her character is still very different from that of a serious lady. If nothing else, let's compare her to Baili Yunyu In comparison, she was not even worthy of carrying Baili Yunyu's shoes, no matter in terms of knowledge, experience or moral character. It's a pity that he mistakenly believed in the villain's words and didn't cherish Baili Yunyu, as well as him and Baili Yunyu. After losing her beloved daughter, Baili Yunyu couldn't think about it for a while, and threw herself into a well to commit suicide.

He didn't dare to tell the truth about Baili Yunyu's suicide. He only said that Baili Yunyu was disturbed by the disappearance of his daughter Qinya and fell into the well by mistake to die.

Although the people from Baili's family expressed disbelief in this statement and investigated it for a long time, they finally let it go because there was no evidence. For this matter, he suffered the cold eyes of the emperor for three years.

Chang Meifeng saw that Zhuo Zhonghai suddenly pulled his face down, his eyes were full of dissatisfaction with her, and he felt aggrieved in his heart, the mist in front of his eyes was steaming, and tears rolled down: "Master, do you despise my concubine now?"

If it was in the past, Zhuo Zhonghai would definitely feel distressed seeing her like this, and then tried to comfort her, and there must be some tenderness, but now, Chang Meifeng is no longer the old Chang Meifeng, and Zhuo Zhonghai is no longer the same. Zhuo Zhonghai, especially after learning that Baili Yunyu had never betrayed him at all, and that Qinya was also his biological daughter, became more obvious and thorough.

He got up impatiently, without even looking at Chang Meifeng, he went straight out of the study, leaving Chang Meifeng alone in the study crying for self-pity.