Arc 3.15

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The confused Meng Zezhi was brought to the Palace of Emperors in this way.

He suppressed the doubts in his heart, lifted up his robe and knelt down: "Weichen Zhao Yi'an, see Long live my emperor, long live long live, long live my emperor, wish long live the East China Sea, longevity!

All of a sudden, the sights of the hundreds of officials all projected onto Meng Zezhi. They looked up and had surprises, but they were more afraid.

Emperor Guangde was condescending, holding two jade pendants in his hands, and the excitement in his heart slowly calmed down.

He admitted that he had just admitted that Xing Xiaoya was indeed too hasty.

Blame him for being too excited when he saw this jade pendant, and he was too surprised to learn that Xing Xiaoya was the child left by Zitong, and there were ministers who helped him, and he saw Xing Xiaoya's eyes really look like Zitong...

Thinking of this, he looked at Xing Xiaoya again, met her with a look of horror, and suddenly felt that it was not so alike.

——This is the same as the suspect stealing an axe.

After a long time, a little **** led the Xiao family back. Seeing a large water stain on the other party's clothes, it was probably caused by someone splashing awake.

With a plop, the Xiao clan knelt down, and after seeing the salute in a muddled manner, she turned her head to look at Zhao Yijing, tears streaming down her face: "Jing, Jinger..."

Seeing Xiao's distressed look, everyone was stunned for a moment. The child raised with one hand turned into a prince. It is not a good thing to leave the ancestral grave in whose home it is not a good thing for Xiao's grief to come from?

After a brief period of doubt, I don’t know who’s the kid who reacted first, did not shut his mouth, and said in a green voice, subconsciously: "So, then, are Zhao Yijing and Xing brothers, brothers and sisters? ——"

It's just that the hall was too quiet, and for a while, this word was passed to the ears of the civil and military officials present without any word for a while at the scene.​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​ ​​

No one is going to investigate who is so ignorant and unobstructed. For a moment, the eyes projected on Meng Zezhi turned to Zhao Lingwu's family, especially Xing Xiaoya's five-month-old belly.

There was a thunderbolt in the sunny day--

Zhao Lingwu's face became pale due to the spasm of the heart, and his limbs suddenly became numb, and he staggered and was about to fall back.

"Master Guo, Master Guo..." Fortunately, the little **** on the side helped him in time.

Zhao Yijing was startled for a while, and the hairs all over his body stood upright coldly like a demon. He was at a loss and looked at Xing Xiaoya in a daze.

After the daze, the unwillingness and panic in Xing Xiaoya's eyes were swept away, and only fear was left. She muttered to herself incredulously: "No, no, no..."

As if thinking of something, her eyes lit up, she got up from her seat, fell to her knees, and said anxiously: "No, Father, look, look at me and the grandfather of the country, and He Yijing, It's obviously not alike at all."

Everyone saw that they were right. Not only that, Meng Zezhi didn't look like Emperor Guangde and Empress Xiaogong Qian.

But not wanting the next moment, a voice came from the crowd: "Father, do you think Zhao Liuyuan looks particularly like a person?"

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