Looking at the middle-aged man standing in front of him with a respectful attitude, Zhao Xuanyi said calmly after a while: "Tell me, what did you see that night and you had to leave the palace incognito to avoid trouble."
Zhao Xuanyi's tone was very calm and his voice was not harsh.
However, when Han Yuchu heard it, even though he had been mentally prepared, his heart still beat hard and his palms became cold.
He raised his head and glanced at Zhao Xuanyi.
Under the gaze of his faint black eyes, he felt an indescribable pressure.
He moved his lips and Han Yuchu said hoarsely: "My lord, do you really want to ask?"
Zhao Xuanyi said nothing, but stared at him with dark eyes.
Han Yuchu smiled bitterly and said in a low voice: "That night, the little eunuch who led the way was lazy and did not send the slave back to the imperial kitchen.
The slave got lost and saw the good concubine."
That night, the moonlight was clear enough to see clearly.
He saw the Crown Prince and Concubine Liang tugging at each other behind the rockery in the imperial garden.
It seemed that Concubine Liang wanted to leave, but she was pulled by the Crown Prince and couldn't get away.
Looking at the prince's staggering steps and shaky body, he must have drank a lot.
At that time, he was scared to death, his heart was pounding wildly, all the strength in his body seemed to be drained, and his whole body was cold.
When he came back to his senses, he almost lost his mind.
He still dared to walk around and hurriedly hid behind the flowers nearby.
Because there was a banquet in the palace that night, the imperial garden was very deserted.
He was not far away from where he was hiding, and he could vaguely hear what he should and should not hear.
Not long after, the two palace maids who were serving Concubine Liang hurried over.
It looked like they were going to get something for Concubine Liang.
Naturally, they were frightened when they saw this.
However, when the prince scolded him, he rolled away and crawled away. later Han Yuchu's voice gradually dropped, and he finished speaking tremblingly, without daring to raise his head.
His back was already soaked with cold sweat.
Silence, the whole room was silent, the air seemed to be frozen, the sound of the heartbeat was infinitely amplified, the thumping echoed in the ears, like a drum, shaking people almost to the point of paralysis.
Han Yuchu's heart suddenly calmed down and he felt relaxed.
Ever since he witnessed this incident with his own eyes, ever since Liang Fei "died" in an accident, this incident has been weighing on his heart like a heavy lead weight, torturing him.
Now that the words have been spoken, he accepts them whether dead or alive.
"Go away," after a while, Zhao Xuanyi uttered one word in a dumb voice without any expression.
Han Yuchu subconsciously raised his head to look at him, and saw that his face was as white as snow, but his eyes were staring blankly and stiffly in front of him.
He couldn't help but sigh in his heart, silently and respectfully saluted, and backed away gently.
In the study, there was a crisp sound of cracking porcelain.
Han Yuchu froze, and walked away step by step with a wry smile and heavy steps.
Zhao Xuanyi was trembling all over, holding his hands tightly, his eyes were red, and tears had already filled his eyes before he knew it.
"Mother concubine, mother concubine" Mother and concubine, how unjust He thought about eleven thousand possibilities, but he never thought that the truth would be this one.
And this truth that he had never thought of was so cruel, cold, and unfeeling that it stabbed his heart into pieces.
Han Yuchu's words echoed in his mind, and Zhao Xuanyi held his head in pain and let out a hoarse and miserable whimper like a wounded animal.
Don't think about it, don't think about it He couldn't bear to think about such an unbearable and cruel scene He believed that what Han Yuchu said was definitely not just lying.
Vaguely thinking about it, the man from the East Palace did leave early that night and did not return to the table afterwards.
No wonder, in the following period, he seemed to be a lot more honest and kind to these brothers, so much so that King An even said a few words in private in a strange way.
Although he felt a little surprised at the time, because he was full of thoughts He was investigating the cause of his mother's death, so he didn't pay much attention.
Now that I think about it, he was clearly feeling guilty at that time.
And the father, no wonder he acted so violently and killed all the people around his mother and concubine with sticks.
After that, one after another, no one in the concubine's palace from top to bottom could escape.
So he knew it, and he did this to protect his good son.
Zhao Xuanyi felt a dull pain in his heart.
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He wanted to cry and laugh at the same time.
How could his father be so ignorant of right and wrong?
In his eyes, who was his mother and concubine, and who was he?
No wonder Dudu gave himself a fiefdom.
I think it was to send him far away from the capital, so that the man from the East Palace would not be upset when he saw him.
Zhao Xuanyi chuckled, but tears rolled down and dripped on the back of his hands, burning hot.
His deep eyes burst out with cold hatred and pain.
He is not a stupid person, and when he thinks about many things that confirm each other, he suddenly becomes enlightened.
After all, Zhao Xuanyi did not kill Han Yuchu, but ordered him to be sent out of the capital and back to Xinzhou on the same day, and ordered him to return to his mountain home.
When it was dinner time, Zhao Xuanyi returned to the main courtyard to have dinner with Ji Qingqing, and he had returned to his usual calm, calm mood.
Ji Qingqing felt vaguely strange and couldn't help but look at him a few more times.
She could feel that he was in a bad mood.
Seeing that he had no desire to tell, Ji Qingqing didn't ask any more questions.
She just stayed with him quietly and talked about the child in her belly.
There was a little tenderness and warmth in Zhao Xuanyi's eyes.
He held her in his arms, placed his big palm gently on her lower abdomen, held her in his arms, and sighed softly.
Zhao Xuanyi still looked the same as usual, but Ji Qingqing always felt that something was different about him, and the atmosphere in the mansion seemed to have become a bit more solemn.
She couldn't help but ask with a smile.
Zhao Xuanyi just laughed at her for being careless, held her in his arms and comforted her softly: "Qing'er takes good care of the baby, and there is no need to worry about anything else.
I treat Qing'er as usual, and I will never change my heart in this life."
Ji Qingqing was speechless.
She was not worried that if he changed his mind, she would find the right opportunity to leave.
Things were always simple for her.
"Are you really okay?
I always feel that you have been preoccupied recently.
Xuan Yi, we are husband and wife.
If you have any difficulties in your heart, why bother holding it in?
Even if I can't help you, it will always feel better if you tell me."
Zhao Xuanyi could only smile bitterly.
What he was hiding in his heart would never be revealed to his mouth in this life.
"My father's birthday is coming soon, so I've been a little busy lately."
When Ji Qingqing heard what he said, he stopped asking any more questions.
In a blink of an eye, it’s Wanshou Festival.
Everyone celebrates.
The capital was even more lively.
On such a lively day, there were many eyes and hands.
Ji Qingqing went back to the house except for entering the palace in the morning to kowtow with the princess, the royal family members, and Madam Gaoming, without staying to watch the excitement.
Today is also the 2nd update, haha, it will be back to normal tomorrow.
I believe you can tell, my dears, it’s almost the end, and it’s always a bit difficult to write. . . . slow: