The Savior is just a 3-Year-Old C.803 - : The suspicion of miscarriage (1)

Chapter 803: The suspicion of miscarriage (1)

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When secondary consort Ying’s twins had miscarried, the Emperor of Dongli had yet to leave.

He had to give the other party an explanation no matter what.

What’s more, he liked the beauty of secondary consort Ying.

Madam Zheng was grounded for half a year.

At that time, secondary consort Ying held back a single tear and only looked at him. On the contrary, it was not good for him to not punish her.

“Your son is begging you, father. Please forgive mother. I’m willing to take the punishment in my mother’s place.” The three-year-old child’s words were still vague, and at this moment, he was looking at the wise King with pitiful eyes.

This made the wise King’s heart ache.

The wet nurse behind her kept wiping her tears.

“The Crown Prince is only three years old and he cries for a wangfei all day. The mammy didn’t dare to invite His Highness, so she would secretly coax the child. She probably woke up from her afternoon nap and had a nightmare. She was noisy and couldn’t be coaxed, so she asked His Highness to punish her. ” The wet nurse cried.

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The sage King sighed helplessly.

When he saw his only eldest son hugging his leg and crying, he bent down and picked up the child.

“Let’s go to the princess’s courtyard and take a look.”

As soon as he said this, little Shizi immediately hugged his neck and kissed him.

The wet nurse wiped her tears, and with a smile in her eyes, she hurriedly sent someone to report.

When Prince Xian went over, Madam Zheng was in the small temple.

He was wearing a coarse linen robe and was praying in the small temple.

The wise King glanced at his thin wife and then held his soft and fragrant son. His anger immediately dissipated.

“The Prince misses you, so tomorrow he will raise it in front of you. It’s different for the eldest son to be raised by his mother.” As he spoke, he put the child down and happily went over to hold Madam Zheng.

Madam Zheng did not put on any makeup. Although she was pretty, she looked more approachable.

Tears fell from her eyes as she hugged the child.

“It doesn’t matter if your Highness believes it or not. Since I was young, I came from a large family. In the future, my husband will have many wives and concubines. I have understood this since I was young.”

“But I also understand that I have the Zheng family’s support and have the eldest son of the first wife, who is both the eldest and the youngest. I would never harm my concubine’s child. Even if she is favored, there is a difference between di and Shu, so what is the point of this concubine.”

“Not to mention that Your Highness is ambitious, how can this concubine not understand? Qie has always set the highest standards for herself and only wishes to be worthy of the highest wangye. How could I lift a stone to smash my own foot?”

“Even if wangye dotes on her, don’t lose your mind. Qie has never harmed anyone. For Your Highness, for the Zheng family, for the Prince, Qie would not do such a thing.” Madam Zheng had her own pride. The last time she was found out about this, she was put in confinement without saying a word.

It was only now that he had thought it through that he looked at the sage King and said, word by word.

The Xian King’s heart trembled slightly. The woman of the Zheng family was proud. What she did was what she did, and what she didn’t do was what she didn’t do.

And what she said made sense.

But if Madam Zheng didn’t harm her child, then why did she have an abortion?

The Xian King actually had a desire to conquer secondary consort Ying.

Secondary consort Ying was once a Princess on horseback. She had led Dongli to attack the great Zhou and was known as the desert goddess in Dongli.

She was an existence that almost all men yearned for and respected.

And that woman had now given herself to him.

His self-esteem and self-confidence as a man had almost reached its peak when he was facing secondary consort Ying.

He could not conquer her on the horse, but he could on the bed.

He had always known that secondary consort Ying lost to Lu huaijiang.

In front of secondary consort Ying, he always asked again and again if he was better or if Lu huaijiang was better.

Back then, secondary consort Ying could not get up for three days.