Quick Wear: The Stunning Beauty is Forbidden to Be Pampered

Chapter 27 World 1: The Dark Emperor's Pet (25)

It was not until now that Zhao Xueqi saw clearly that her father, the Prime Minister of the Da Sheng Dynasty, was truly a complete villain.

In his previous life, until his death, he believed that his father was a loyal minister who loved his country, his wife and his children.

She was reborn to save the Prime Minister's Mansion from danger, for the sake of her father, and now she understands everything.

I am really a joke.

Who will God forgive?

She was really blind and could not see her mother's hard planning and her brother's hard work. She only thought that her father was the one who loved her the most.

Zhao Xueqi was not convinced. She didn't dare to believe it and just wanted to refute him: "Father, since you have weighed the pros and cons, then I, as the emperor's personally appointed prince's consort and the future queen -"

"Pa——" Zhao Zikai slapped her hard, interrupting Zhao Xueqi's careless words.

"How can you say that?" Zhao Zikai was just glad that he didn't put all his hopes on Zhao Xueqi, otherwise the Prime Minister's Mansion would be doomed.

With this kind of scheming and cunning, she is simply not worthy of the position of queen. Even if she succeeds to become the queen by chance, she will be plotted against and killed soon.

Zhao Zikai: "You have to remember, it's not that the Prime Minister's Mansion can't do without you, but you can't do without the Prime Minister's Mansion. Do you think that the Seventh Prince can treat you sincerely without the Prime Minister's Mansion? Don't be naive."

Zhao Zikai: "You think I am not heartbroken by the death of your mother and brother, but look at that concubine's daughter. She dared to go to the prince's mansion alone and became the savior of the seventh prince. She also dared to go to the palace alone and became the emperor's future bedmate. Her scheming and methods are better than yours."

Zhao Zikai: "But what about you? You blame me, but have you ever cared about them? You have other forces in your hands, right? Do you have people secretly arranged to protect them? You are so inconsiderate, how can your father dare to entrust the future of the Xiangfu to you?"

Zhao Zikai: "If it were you, what would you choose?"

Zhao Zikai had his back to Zhao Xueqi. Although she couldn't see his face clearly, she could imagine that he had a helpless expression.

Zhao Xueqi sneered: "But, father, you are betting on Zhao Xueqing. Do you know how she feels about you? When she no longer relies on you, she will reveal her true colors, a naked wolf."

Zhao Xueqi: "You've been blinded by profit, hahahaha."

Zhao Xueqi laughed wildly, "Do you think she brings only benefits?"

Zhao Xueqi: "No, you are wrong. She will be the first one to eat your flesh and blood."

Zhao Zikai was frightened by her idea. Of his two daughters, one killed her stepmother, and the other was extremely stupid. Is it possible that the Prime Minister's Mansion will eventually be doomed?

Zhao Zikai: "That's enough. If you are smart, why should I make things difficult for you? The legitimate daughter is not fit for important positions, and the legitimate son is too weak to serve as an official."

Zhao Zikai thought what she said made sense. Zhao Xueqi, the legitimate daughter, grew up in luxury and wealth, yet she still resented him. Then how could the concubine's daughter, who had been tortured by the mistress since childhood, have any feelings for the Prime Minister's Mansion?

Is there really no way out of this impasse?

Zhao Xueqi watched him in deep thought and thought that he was not so good at strategizing. Her father had been scheming all his life, scheming in the officialdom, scheming at home, and even weighing the pros and cons for his own children.

Zhao Xueqi said silently in her heart: I'm waiting to see what happens to you.

Afterwards, Zhao Xueqi walked back to the backyard, her figure getting farther and farther away, just like their father-daughter relationship, there was no turning back in the end.