Who can tolerate it? No one in the DPRK can tolerate it, so they have continued to exert pressure over the years.
Xin Dili is pregnant, and many ministers feel there is hope.
But it had only been a few hours, and before the night had passed, Zhou Heng asked Xin Dili to admit to having an affair with someone, and wanted to have her divorced.
As soon as this incident came out, the whole country was shocked.
What does this make the ministers think?
Zhou Heng's approach is simply ridiculous. Su Xiaoling has been his exclusive favor for more than ten years and has four children. Isn't that enough?
The more Zhou Zhao thought about it, the angrier he became.
It was at this time that Zhou Heng came.
When the father and son met, neither of them smiled. Zhou Zhao looked at Zhou Heng with a serious face: "You said that the concubine Xin Dili had an affair with someone, where is the evidence? Where is the adulterer???"
Zhou Heng replied rigidly: "We are still investigating. The child in her belly is not mine. She is having an affair with someone. Even if she is a princess from another dynasty, I will never tolerate it."
"What if I'm not sure?"
Zhou Zhao looked at Zhou Heng coldly. He was older than ten years ago. Zhou Heng was in his prime. He was his favorite prince. He had been carefully taught and cultivated for ten years. The only dissatisfaction was that he was too infatuated.
If it were an ordinary family, the common people would think it was a good story, but not for him, he represented the royal family.
Behind the royal family, there are so many intricate relationships that need to be checked and balanced.
It is absolutely impossible for Zhou Heng to cut off this road.
Zhou Heng raised his eyes and looked directly at Zhou Zhao. The eyes of father and son were about to sparkle.
"Father, please punish me for the crime of disrespect."
There was no way he would accept it. Xin Dili was already a thorn in his side, so how could he endure more thorns in his side?
Zhou Zhao frowned and pressed the tip of his tongue against the roof of his mouth. Suddenly it became a competition between father and son. Ten years ago, the other princes were still young, but now, the other princes have grown up.
Zhou Liao, Zhou Ying, and Zhou Yan are all young and capable. Don’t they want to be emperors?
Zhou Zhao said in a deep voice: "Heng'er, for the sake of Su Xiaoling, can you even give up this country?"
Zhou Heng faintly raised the corners of his lips: "Yes."
Without Su Xiaoling, what's the point of having this country?
His heart is sad and painful, and every day of his life feels like torture. Therefore, he would rather not have this country, and he would rather just be with Su Xiaoling.
"Have you made up your mind?"
Zhou Zhao's mind was stirred, and he could not believe that these were the words spoken by Zhou Heng.
After he finished asking, without waiting for Zhou Heng's answer, he asked again: "Do you understand that if you don't have a harem, your external strife will not be quelled. The powerful will marry each other and form a group, and they will be divided into multiple parties, and the relationship will be closer.
If you do, they will unite to deal with you."
"A harem is more than just a harem. Do you understand the pros and cons? As long as you are the emperor, you will not have only Su Xiaoling behind you. Do you understand?"
Zhou Zhao was still worried and stared at Zhou Heng.
Zhou Heng was infatuated with one person, and all this love was as heavy as Mount Tai for Su Xiaoling.
It is impossible for the officials to give up this opportunity for glory. When their endurance reaches a peak, a terrible tacit understanding will be formed, and everyone will regard Su Xiaoling as their opponent.
Zhou Heng also looked at Zhou Zhao, his expression unchanged: "Father, don't you have a harem, can't you succeed? Can't you be for the people? Can't you be a wise king in the future?"
Zhou Zhao frowned, Zhou Heng was determined, he was only for one woman.
In Zhou Zhao's mind were his three sons who were slowly growing up. He waved his hand: "I can't be your master in your affairs. As long as you can bear the consequences, go ahead."
If Zhou Heng cannot handle this matter well, he will not be able to check and balance the entire court.
After the Xin Dili incident, others also knew his true feelings.
Zhou Zhao sighed faintly, he chose the path himself, and since he was determined, he could just leave it to fate.
As a father, he is the most tolerant by not making things difficult for him.
Zhou Heng put his forehead on his head and retreated.
After returning to the palace, he quickly wrote a letter of reconciliation, declaring Xin Dili's confession of guilt, and under the letter of resignation, he had nothing to do with Xin Dili.
Whether Xin Dili goes or stays has nothing to do with him.
He Lishu and Xin Dili's incriminating documents would be submitted back to Li Dynasty. At the same time, he sent Su Chong to guard the border.
It took two days to sort out this matter.
Xin Dili's interrogation was also conducted by him personally.
After everything was settled, he returned to the main courtyard.
He opened the door and entered, nodded slightly to Su Xiaolu, and Su Xiaolu stood up and exited.
Su Xiaoling has not eaten much in the past two days and has been bored.
Several children are also a little less lively.
Zhou Heng walked to Su Xiaoling and sat down. Su Xiaoling lowered her eyes and remained silent.
"Xiao Ling, she has moved away, and there will never be anyone between you and me again."
Zhou Heng spoke with a hoarse voice and took Su Xiaoling's hand in his palm.
"Brother Heng, thank you for your hard work."
Su Xiaoling looked up at him, looking at his haggard face, feeling uncomfortable in her heart.
She loved him very much, but it was really painful. She wanted him to let go, but he didn't want to. He was also suffering.
Su Xiaoling knew that Zhou Heng had tried his best to be the best, and he refused to give up, and she could no longer say cruel words.
The couple hugged each other tightly, still trying to warm each other.
Su Xiaolu also left the palace and went home.
After returning home, Su Xiaolu fell asleep.
Mrs. Zhao was very worried and could only wait.
She told herself countless times that her children have grown up and they will solve all their worries and troubles on their own. They are not the ones in the game, so how can they talk about it.
Su Kuo was also sensible enough not to pester Su Xiaolu.
He gathered around Niu Zai, thought for a while and asked: "Brother Niu Zai, do you want to get married?"
Niu Zai looked at Su Kuo and said, "Let nature take its course. You can't avoid what is coming, and you can't keep what is going. I obey God's will, but what I say is that the dead leaves will never come back to spring."
When he was a child, he would still think that he might have a close friend in the future.
But as he grew older, he no longer had this idea.
A few years in this world, and those who ask for mercy will definitely suffer physically and mentally.
Life is light without love, but having close friends and a few elders you can remember is enough.
"Brother Xiao Niu is very transparent. If you ask me, people shouldn't worry about love. Especially those of you who are cultivators, you shouldn't be tainted by love. Love delays your cultivation."
Su Kuo strongly agreed. A cultivator should have a heart as dry as a leaf without spring.
Niu Zai looked at Su Kuo: "You are so young and have not experienced anything sad, how can you think so?"
Niu Zai was a little curious. How could a person like Su Kuo, who was so talented and so young, regard love as a disease? His eyes were innocent and he was curious about everything except love.
Su Kuo suddenly got stuck, and then he said without blushing or out of breath: "I just want to get rid of the root cause of the trouble. Look, once it has anything to do with love, who can live a worry-free life, so it's better to cut it off from the root cause.
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He's not talking nonsense, as long as it's related to love, who hasn't shed some tears.