Chapter 1445
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Zhao Yong didn't look at her again and was about to leave.
"Father!" Zhao Lan stopped him unwillingly. "Zhao Rao killed my mother in front of you. Are we going to let it go?"
It had been so many years. Even if her mother had wronged the late Empress, Zhao Rao had bullied her mother for so many years. When did her mother ever fight back? She was also poisoned for a few years. Why did her mother have to pay with her life while Zhao Rao could still be the princess?
Zhao Yong looked down at Zhao Lan indifferently. "What do you want?"
"Even if my mother did something wrong, Father has already convicted her. Why did Zhao Rao kill her?" Zhao Lan suppressed her grief. Others could blame Concubine De, but she couldn't. Her mother had done so many things for them. If she couldn't get justice for her mother's death, she would definitely not be able to rest in peace.
"I haven't convicted her yet." Zhao Yong said coldly. "What your mother did is not enough for me to kill her a hundred times. Do you know what crime it is to poison my children?"
Zhao Lan's face turned pale. She thought that her father at least had some feelings for her mother …
"Lan 'er, why do you think Jin' er killed your mother?" Zhao Yong asked in a low voice.
"Father has always been partial to the princess …" Zhao Lan lowered her head. She couldn't suppress the grievance and anger in her heart.
Zhao Yong looked up indifferently. "So what? Compared to Zhen's favoritism, Wen 'er would rather her mother still be by her side. "
"Father …" Zhao Lan was not reconciled.
"Enough. Father has already shown mercy to my mother. Don't say anymore." The Second Prince stopped Zhao Lan.
Zhao Yong looked at them. "You all go back. Let the Ministry of Internal Affairs report Concubine De's sudden death."
What happened here no longer mattered to Zhao Rao. She was carried by Cheng Zheng as they walked towards her palace.
Zhao Rao's hands were still trembling. For so many years, she wanted to survive in the palace. She didn't only rely on others to protect her. But she had never killed anyone with her own hands. Today, she killed Concubine De with her own hands. Her hands were still trembling. She didn't feel afraid, but she couldn't calm down.
"Concubine De was sentenced to death. The emperor will not blame you." Cheng Zheng sensed that the lass in his arms was still afraid. He sighed with heartache. She was a little lass after all. The aura she had when she killed Concubine De had long disappeared. Now she seemed to have returned to … the fragile and afraid look she had when she had just lost the late Empress.
"I don't want to stay in the palace," Zhao Rao whispered.
Cheng Zheng paused for a moment and looked down at her. "Then follow me out of the palace."
She didn't want to stay in the palace anymore. Concubine De was dead, and she had avenged her mother. There was no reason for her to stay. There were repressed memories everywhere. If she could, she would rather never come back here again.
"Regret?" In the carriage, Cheng Zheng still did not let go of her, but let Zhao Rao sit in his arms. He lowered his eyes to look at her still pale face, he had never seen her like this.
Zhao Rao said in a low voice, "No regrets."
If she did not do anything, her father would spare Concubine De's life because of the Second Prince. It would be fine if the First Prince ascended to the throne in the future. However, if the Second Prince ascended to the throne, she would have to watch Concubine De become the Empress Dowager. There was nothing she could do.
She might as well kill her with her own hands! No matter what happened in the future, she would not regret not killing her today.
Cheng Zheng rubbed her head. "Even if you didn't kill her, I wouldn't have let her live."
Zhao Rao buried her face in his arms. "My Mother …"
She had just opened her mouth, but her voice was already choking.
What did her mother do wrong? She only wanted to win her father's heart. Not only was her father cold and heartless, he had also hurt her mother's heart time and time again. It would have been fine if he favoured other women, but Concubine De had been by her mother's side since she was young. In the palace, the person she trusted the most was Concubine De.
Even at this time, her father was still thinking about his country. He didn't kill Concubine De. He was thinking about the Second Prince. No matter what, he would never think about her feelings.
Mother, I have finally avenged you.
Zhao Rao let out a sob and finally couldn't help but cry in Cheng Zheng's arms.
She had been holding back her tears for too long.
"Good girl." Cheng Zheng gently caressed her back, letting her cry her heart out in his arms.
Zhao Rao cried for a long time. When they returned to the Cheng family, she was still sobbing in Cheng Zheng's arms. Her big eyes were so swollen that there was only a line left.
When the servants of the Cheng family saw Cheng Zheng carrying a girl out of the car, they all had different expressions on their faces.
The girl in the Marquis's arms … Why did she look like the Eldest Princess?
Although the Eldest Princess was the Marquis's niece, wasn't it a little too intimate?
Cheng Zheng turned a blind eye to the eyes of these servants. He carried Zhao Rao and walked towards his courtyard.
"Furong, go fetch some water." Cheng Zheng carried her into the room and placed her on the bed. He ordered his maid to fetch water for her to wash her face.
"Yes, Marquis." Furong was Cheng Zheng's chief maid. She had long known of Cheng Zheng's strange feelings towards the Eldest Princess. At first, she was very shocked. However, thinking that the Marquis had always been unrestrained, it was not strange that he would like his niece. After all, the Eldest Princess was not related to him by blood.
Zhao Rao cried for a long time before she finally calmed down. She looked at Cheng Zheng with her eyes swollen like walnuts and asked in a hoarse voice, "What is this place?"
"You don't remember so soon?" Cheng Zheng asked with a smile. He took out a handkerchief to wipe the tears off her face. "Look at you crying like this with my clothes. You can cry so much."
"I'm like this." Zhao Rao cried. She finally remembered where this place was. "Why did you bring me here?"
Cheng Zheng saw that after she cried, she was not as cold and harsh as before. Her eyes were red and swollen, making her look like a little girl that made people's hearts ache. "You said you didn't want to stay in the palace, so I brought you back."
"Then you should still send me to the guest room." Zhao Rao cried. He was not afraid of other people talking.
"It's fine here." Cheng Zheng said with a smile.
Furong fetched the hot water. She glanced at Zhao Rao, then lowered her eyes and retreated.
Cheng Zheng wrung his handkerchief to wipe her face. "You didn't sleep well last night, right? Sleep well here. When you wake up, everything will be over."
"I don't want to go back to the palace," Zhao Rao said softly.
"Okay." Cheng Zheng's thin lips curled up. He couldn't wait for her to say that. "You can stay here as long as you like."
Zhao Rao held his hand. She could finally sleep peacefully. "Stay here. Don't leave."
Cheng Zheng's heart softened. He lowered his head and kissed her cheek. "I won't leave. I'll stay with you."
She closed her eyes and soon fell into a sweet dream.
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(Nine-headed Bird Academy)
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