Upon hearing the bad news, Chen Yuru was so shocked that her eyes almost popped out, with a broken expression.
Zhao An hurriedly made a silent gesture and muttered: "Think about it, did you fall asleep that night?"
Chen Yuru's heart tightened.
She did fall into a deep sleep that night, but the pain in her lower body proved that she had indeed been tortured, but if the child was not the emperor's, who else could it be? Could it be from Chang Ming?
Zhao An smiled evilly, suddenly grabbed her hand and pressed it to her crotch.
I'm most afraid of the sudden silence in the air.
Chen Yuru grabbed the thing and fell into petrification, raising her fair face in shock, "You..."
Zhao An secretly laughed and continued to confuse: "The child belongs to the slave, and His Majesty is physically ill and can't do anything, so he asked the slave to do it for him that night. But don't worry, Your Majesty said that the child can ascend to the throne in the future, because he is destined to have no offspring. "
"You wait a moment."
Chen Yuru stood up and kept walking around. She needed to digest the information, and her heart was completely confused.
Zhao An stood aside and observed her calmly.
After a long time, Chen Yuru looked back, her pretty face twisted slightly, and she growled in a suppressed voice: "How dare you?"
"If His Majesty could manage people, he would already have princes and princesses surrounding him, and servants are the people he trusts most, so this kind of thing can only be done by servants. Otherwise, an emperor who cannot inherit the throne will be replaced by a prince."
Chen Yuru was even more furious and sneered three times, "Do you think I am stupid? Even if the throne falls into the hands of the prince, it is of royal blood. How could he give it to you to an outsider?"
"Hehe, because the relationship between the servant and the royal family is unusual. The royal family owes the servant. Your Majesty is a generous and benevolent king. He knows the cycle of cause and effect. He will feel at ease when he hands over the throne to the descendants of the servant."
Zhao An talked so much that Chen Yuru was stunned for a moment, "What is your relationship with the royal family? What does His Majesty owe you?"
"I can't say, but I promise the Queen that no one in this world cares about you more than me, and you can trust me unconditionally. Except for me, no one in this world can protect you and our children."
Zhao An's words were extremely gentle at this moment.
Chen Yuru was completely silent.
Today, her outlook on life was completely overturned. She had been plotting with her for so long, but in the end, she was dealing with her own man?
Zhao An gave her time to digest the information.
After a full stick of incense silence, Chen Yuru stroked her belly and murmured: "I only hope that he can sit on the throne, and I don't care about anything else."
"Don't, you have to care. A slave is a whole person. When our son becomes the emperor in the future, we will grow old together."
"Bah! You slave dog. I am so noble, how can I grow old together with you?"
Chen Yuru's disdain was written all over her face.
Zhao An said lazily: "Empress, I have a question. You and Chang Ming..."
"Don't talk nonsense. I have a pure body. When did I get touched by him?"
Speaking of this, Chen Yuru became angry again, "His Majesty, it was you who favored me before? And the other concubines were also you?"
"That's right, such a big secret is enough to make this slave die ten thousand times. Shouldn't the empress trust this slave now?"
Zhao An shamelessly admitted to being a promiscuous harem. He was the uncrowned king of the harem, and the concubines in the harem were all tools for sexual release.
Chen Yuru laughed at herself and finally said: "Okay, I know what to do. You want to kill Chang Ming to avenge the old prince Qian'an, and I agree."
Zhao An secretly breathed a sigh of relief. As long as she mediates it, it will be much easier to kill Chang Ming. When the time comes, let Qian Yu take revenge in person and shave the grandson.
Next, Zhao An personally sent Chen Yuru back to Ningkun Palace.
When Chang Ming saw the two coming back, he hurried forward to greet them.
Chen Yuru acted as if nothing had happened. Before entering, she threatened Zhao An: "Eunuch Zhao, I hope you can arrange for the female members of my Chen family, otherwise I will never divorce you."
"Here——"
Zhao An bowed for a long time and waited until Chen Yuru walked away before returning to Yangxin Hall.
The empress was not reviewing the memorial, but was clumsily waving the Daxia Dragon Bird.
Zhao An thought for a moment and briefly explained the general situation.
The empress said with some embarrassment: "Slave, there is actually something I didn't tell you. It was you who served the empress that night."
puff!
Zhao An spurted out a sip of tea.
"What did you say?"
"You know, Chang Ming killed the old prince, how could I allow him to taint the queen, so that night I gave you all a special medicine made by Taiyuan Hospital, making you so groggy that you didn't know what happened."
The empress explained calmly, as if she was talking about something very ordinary.
Zhao An was petrified on the spot, and his three views were shattered into glass slag.
Damn it...
I thought I was shameless enough for deceiving Chen Yuru, but who would have thought that the cute empress would be even more despicable, and she would directly take him into account!
"Don't worry, my slave. I said I would make that child a prince, so I won't break my promise. Although he is not a prince, he will still be a princess, and he will be treated like his own daughter."
The empress made a serious promise. Zhao An gritted his teeth and glared at her, then grabbed her collar and lifted her body up, "Your uncle, how dare you? Don't think you are the emperor. I don’t dare to cut you.”
Zhao An was really angry.
He said countless times that he didn't want children. Even if he had children, he should be with the woman he loved.
"Calm down, I'm doing this for your own good." The empress was startled by such an action, with a look of astonishment on her face. She didn't expect this dog slave to react so strongly.
In fact, she wronged Zhao An.
After all, Zhao An is not the soul of this era. He attaches great importance to his descendants. He will never be like the grandsons of today's world, who sow wherever they go.
Eugenics and eugenics, do you understand?
"Haha, God, it's for my own good. Do you think you are laying an egg when you give birth to a child? I don't want my fate to be tied to Chen Yuru."
"I will treat your child well and treat it as an adopted child. You don't have to recognize it."
The empress' words made Zhao An even more angry, "I have devoted all my efforts to help you stabilize the country. How many times have you licked blood with the blade of a knife, and this is how you repay me?"
The empress' face darkened when she heard this, "Let me go, otherwise..."
"Threatening me? Bah! I have to teach you, this stupid emperor, a lesson today."
After saying that, Zhao An was so bold that he picked up the empress and walked towards the side hall.
The empress finally panicked, but did not dare to shout for help, so she whispered: "Slave, I was wrong, please let me go, okay?"
"Haha, don't you want a child? You are a woman anyway, so just give birth to one by yourself. Isn't it better to support your own son to be the emperor than to be a father?"
Zhao An threw the empress onto the dragon bed. The empress hurriedly tried to stand up, but Zhao An rushed forward, held down her delicate body, and kissed her warm lips fiercely.
The empress's mind suddenly went blank, and her whole body became motionless.
After kissing her for a while, Zhao An realized that she was motionless and subconsciously moved away. He saw her eyes were red and she was crying silently, and the tears were like a fountain that couldn't stop.
