Mrs. Wei sighed, and then slowly said: "Ling'er, another Heng'er appeared."
Mrs. Wei's words stunned Wei Ling for a few breaths before she realized what she said. She asked with difficulty: "Mother, what does this mean?"
What does it mean that another Heng'er appears?
Wei Ling looked at Mrs. Wei uneasily.
Mrs. Wei helplessly replied: "Not long ago, a man named Zhou Heng came to us and said that he was the eldest son of the emperor. Your father and brother found it incredible. After some investigation, they found that he was a scholar and came to Beijing.
The road has been extremely peaceful, he is now a noble man, and his name has been named for the palace election."
"We paid such a heavy price, but we couldn't let Zhou Heng enter the capital safely. This Zhou Heng came back safely without anyone to protect him. Both your father and brother thought it was too ridiculous, but they didn't want to wipe out this small hope.
After investigation, it was difficult to distinguish the truth from the false, but we found that he was also involved with that person over there. In private, he met with that person many times. Your father wanted to test it with assassination, but that person also came to the rescue. "
"Mom came to the palace this time just to tell you that soon, Zhou Heng will resume his status as the eldest prince, and he will also help him. Your father said that he can't make up his mind on this matter, so let me do it.
Let me tell you whether it is true or false, and you can tell it yourself."
After Mrs. Wei finished speaking slowly, she fell silent and stopped talking.
Wei Ling was shocked to digest this shocking news. She bit her lower lip until her pale lips turned blood red.
She only felt her throat hurt: "He wants to get a fake one to be his puppet?"
Mrs. Wei was silent.
A stern look flashed in Wei Ling's eyes: "Don't even think about it! I won't let his goal be achieved. Mom, go back and tell dad to help me figure out what to do. We can't let his goal be achieved, Heng'er.
He is gone. I will never allow a fake to replace him and occupy his identity. I will go see the emperor right away and make the news that Heng'er is gone public."
During this period of time, she had been immersed in sadness. She could not accept this painful truth, but she did not expect that Zhou Zhi would use this matter to make a fuss. She would never let him achieve his goal.
"Ling'er, your father has also thought about this matter. What he means is that he wants you to recognize Lin Bin's son and raise him under his knees. This matter is important. Your body is hurt again. Mother is heartbroken for you, but
There are some things that only you can do."
Mrs. Wei said with distressed eyes, and sighed helplessly after speaking.
Wei Ling swallowed her throat and said, "Mom, don't worry, I won't let that devil succeed. I will never allow him to get that position, even if I find a puppet."
There was hatred in Wei Ling's eyes.
"Ling'er, you also need to take a good rest, cheer up, and take good care of your body. If possible, it is best to have another child. There are many stories of people giving birth to children at an advanced age in the past. If you can have another child, it will be better than anything else."
Mrs. Wei spoke her mind, saying that it would be better to have a son of her own than to adopt another prince.
Zhou Heng was dead and Zhou Heng couldn't believe it. Zhou Zhi was a poisonous snake and had to be eliminated. The best way was for the queen to have another son.
"Mom, I know that I will work hard if I have the chance."
She didn't want to have another child, but after so many years, there was no movement in her belly. She called the imperial doctor to see her, but there was nothing abnormal.
It was almost clear that she was dead.
"Oh, Mom can't help you with anything. You have to take good care of yourself. Mom's time in the palace is limited, so she can't spend more time with you."
Mrs. Wei sighed, looking at her daughter's weak body, she also felt distressed. They were so happy when they found out they were twins, but who knows the fate of a group of people...
Among the twins, it is difficult to guess who can overthrow the country and who will be the wise king. Everything has not yet been decided. With such an order, the two children are surrounded by dangers.
It’s not good for anyone these days.
"Don't worry, mother, I won't fall. Even if I fall, I have to take that devil away. I can't let him harm the common people."
Wei Ling forced a smile.
Mrs. Wei sighed helplessly and gave some instructions before going back.
As soon as Mrs. Wei left, Wei Ling sat up, called the palace maid to dress her up, and then asked the palace servants to send a message to invite Zhou Zhi into the palace.
A sharp look flashed in Wei Ling's eyes. She wanted to see how hard his life was.
She got up and dug out the medicine box from the box, took out a few bottles, and mixed them all.
Zhou Zhi came into the palace and saluted respectfully: "My son, please pay your respects to your mother."
His feet are not good and he cannot walk or stand for long periods of time.
Wei Ling knew this, but she didn't speak, and Zhou Zhi could only stand.
Zhou Zhi stopped talking and just stood quietly.
Wei Ling stirred the spoon, and in the quiet hall, there was only the sound of the spoon colliding.
After a quarter of an hour, Zhou Zhi's clothes were already sweating. He clenched his hands and said in a cold voice: "My son, I want to pay my respects to my mother. I don't know why my mother called me here."
Wei Ling frowned. She glanced at Zhou Zhi with disgust and said, "I asked you to come and have dinner with your mother. Sit down. The soup is not hot anymore. Just drink the soup."
Zhou Zhi's face was cold and bloodless. He walked stiffly to the table and sat down. He looked at the soup filled with white jade porcelain bowls. There were countless storms in his lowered eyes: "This chicken soup is too greasy. Look at Ling Erchen."
I have no appetite, but it would be a pity to lose such a good thing, why not give it to Xiaolan, the maid next to the queen mother, to drink."
As soon as Zhou Zhi finished speaking, the maid serving beside Wei Ling knelt down and said, holding back her fear: "Your Highness, this slave is frightened. This is cooked by the empress herself for Your Highness. I am not blessed to enjoy it."
Wei Ling grimaced: "My mother cooked it for you herself, how can you not drink it?"
Zhou Zhi raised his eyes and looked at Wei Ling, his eyes filled with coldness: "How dare I enjoy such a good thing alone? Mother and queen should enjoy it first."
Zhou Zhi never resisted, but today he resisted.
Wei Ling was startled and panicked for a moment. Zhou Zhi's expression was gloomy and scary, as if he suddenly didn't recognize him.
Zhou Zhi looked away, and Wei Ling breathed a sigh of relief.
She calmed down, forced a smile, and softened her tone before speaking again: "What's wrong with Zhi'er today? In the past, your mother invited you to dinner, and you were never picky. Why are you so picky today?"
In the past, Zhou Zhi would eat whatever she made without hesitation. Today's Zhou Zhi is too abnormal.
In the past, he was quiet and would not look at her with such sinister and terrifying eyes.
Zhou Zhi picked up the spoon, stirred it slightly and then said: "Mother, because I discovered something very interesting, I suddenly felt that the things I once wanted were nothing more than this, and I no longer want them.
, Mother, do you want to know what this interesting thing is? Please tell me, my dear mother."
Zhou Zhi raised his eyes and looked at Wei Ling. The indifference and ridicule in his eyes frightened Wei Ling.