The night is getting darker, and the inside of the bedroom is getting darker and darker. In the quiet, only the beating candlelight can be heard, crackling in the dark.

Looking at Emperor Zhaoyang, who was in pain and grief, Liang Zhen sneered silently: "The Queen Mother Qinghui knows that you are my father and child as an emperor, and she believes that my father will bring disaster to the country and the people, and she is afraid that killing him will hurt your mother-son relationship. After I was divided, I sent my father to the temple outside the palace. My father secretly gave birth to me in the temple. I was born only a few days ago. Your people found him and took him back to the palace. You He wanted him to watch you give birth, and wanted to influence him, but unfortunately he was unmoved. After you gave birth to the child and fell asleep, your queen came. She was afraid that the child would rob her son of the crown prince. , asked my father to take the child away together, and my father returned to the temple, and Xie Chongming, the elder brother of the queen, brought someone to chase and kill him."

Emperor Zhaoyang's teeth clenched and his face was savagely twisted. Liang Zhen didn't care, and continued: "My father had already noticed, he knew that he would be doomed, and he couldn't bear that child to die with him, ask the temple The little monk in the house sent a message to Anle Hou's mansion, asking them to come and take the child away. Unfortunately, before the people from the Hou mansion came, Xie Chongming had already arrived with the pursuers. In the panic, my father carried the child up the mountain. , and was eventually forced to jump off a cliff and die."

When Liang Zhen was brought before Emperor Zhaoyang a few years ago, Marquis Anle had already told the emperor about these matters. Before that, the emperor always thought that the second time the person was released from the palace and killed was also his mother, the Queen Mother Qinghui, so back then The queen mother, the queen mother, "died from illness" within two years of her life. It was not until he knew from the mouth of An Lehou that the Xie family did it and had something to do with the queen, and he saw the evidence from that year, and he made up his mind to abandon the death of the prince , all for what he thought, this lost and found biological son.

Unexpectedly, it turned out to be empty in the end. As an emperor, he arbitrarily dominated and played with others, but in the end he became the one who was toyed with. Emperor Zhaoyang was so furious that he wanted to go crazy, staring at Liang Zhen in front of him, wishing he could tear him to pieces.

Liang Zhen smiled contemptuously: "Then the people from the Marquis of Anle came, and the old abbot in the temple knew about my father, but he was hiding me all the time, and I was not discovered by your people, and he couldn't bear me to stay in the temple. After suffering, they handed me over to the Anle Houfu. The people in the Houfu thought that I was the son of the emperor and was born to you by my father. When I died, I became their son."

"So, I'm really not your son. Your son jumped off a cliff with my father twenty years ago and died. Maybe this is just retribution."

When the last word fell, Emperor Zhaoyang roared and swooped up, in a desperate stance with Liang Zhen. Liang Zhen casually turned sideways to avoid it, looking at the embarrassed emperor who had already fallen to the ground and screamed. He sneered: "Your Majesty, let's save some energy. It's all in the past, so why be so excited."

Emperor Zhaoyang's face and body were covered in blood, and he stared at Liang Zhen fiercely, with bloodthirsty ruthlessness in his cloudy eyes: "I want to kill...you...kill..."

"Don't you understand it yet?" Liang Zhen shook his head, "Your Majesty is getting more and more confused as he gets older. You see that you have been shouting for so long, does anyone pay attention to you?"

Emperor Zhaoyang was startled and shouted loudly: "Someone! Somebody! Somebody for me!"

The only answer to him was the whistling sound of the cold wind blowing constantly outside the window. Liang Zhen stood against the back light, and his small eyes quietly looked at the emperor who was curled up in hysterics and had no manners at all. The emotions in his eyes were indistinguishable.

After a long time, I only heard him whispering: "Your Majesty's affection is very touching, since you gave me all the military power of this Gyeonggi Imperial City, I will make good use of it, but unfortunately I don't really care about the throne of your Zhu family. If you're interested, don't worry, it's still your son who will sit in that seat, and I'll have the final say as to who it is."

"Hum..." Emperor Zhaoyang was furious, spitting out another mouthful of blood, and finally passed out.

The door of the hall was pushed open, Liang Zhen walked out of the hall, the eunuch Feng Sheng stood by the door, Liang Zhen raised his chin with him: "Your Majesty is in a bad mood and has been in a drowsy sleep, so you have a good life to serve."

Feng Sheng's eyes flashed, and he lowered his eyebrows and responded respectfully: "No."

Outside the Ganlin Palace, Zhu Yunxuan was walking slowly in a fox fur cloak and holding a hand stove. The palace lantern in the hands of the eunuch behind him shone on the snow, reflecting an ambiguous warm light. Liang Zhen stopped and watched him approach, with an almost invisible arc raised on the corner of his lips.

Zhu Yunxuan approached, his eyes met, he nodded lightly, and Liang Zhen asked him with a smile, "His Royal Highness is coming to see His Majesty at this hour?"

Zhu Yunxuan said: "I heard that the father is not good again, come and see."

"Then His Highness was afraid that he was going to run for nothing. His Majesty just vomited blood again and passed out. He didn't even know if you entered."

Zhu Yunxuan glanced in the direction of the brightly lit and shadowy dormitory, and said calmly, "If that's the case, then I'll come back another day."

"I'll go back with Your Highness."

Liang Zhen also has a palace in the palace, not far from the Qixiang Hall. The two of them walked back together. It was rare for them to coexist peacefully. The long shadows blended together inadvertently.

Walking outside the Qixiang Hall, Zhu Yunxuan nodded with Liang Zhen again, and was about to enter the door. Liang Zhen suddenly made a sound and stopped him: "Your Highness."

Zhu Yunxuan turned his head, with the usual alertness in his eyes, looking at Liang Zhen, Liang Zhen slipped a faint smile in his eyes that were getting darker in the night, and raised his hand.

Zhu Yunxuan turned his face away with a stiff expression, but Liang Zhen's hand only rested on his shoulder, brushing off the snowflakes that fell from his shoulder, and smiled softly: "Why is Your Highness nervous?"

Zhu Yunxuan calmly calmed down the repulsion that had arisen instinctively in his heart at that moment, and said lightly: "King Zhao has been worrying too much."

He didn't say more, and was about to enter the door, but Liang Zhen stopped him again, took a step forward, stood opposite him, and bullied the past. Zhu Yunxuan couldn't help but not reach out to push the person away, and his face became even more ugly: "What exactly do you want to do?"

Liang Zhen looked at him with a smile: "What do you think I want to do, Your Highness?"

Zhu Yunxuan's expression became colder, and he was silent for a moment. He said, "I only hope that King Zhao is the one who keeps his promise."

Liang Zhen said calmly, "That's natural."

Zhu Yunxuan said no more and turned away.

Looking at the receding back, the smile on Liang Zhen's mouth slowly disappeared, and the emotion in his deep eyes was so deep that he couldn't help it.

Since that night, Emperor Zhaoyang has been in a coma, and the imperial physicians are helpless. The entire palace is shrouded in a strangely silent atmosphere. All eyes are fixed on the direction of Ganlin Palace. No one dared to act rashly.

Until late at night on the third day, when Zhu Yunxuan was half asleep and half awake, he was suddenly woken up. Gao An knelt beside the bed and anxiously reminded him: "His Royal Highness, get up quickly, Ganlin Palace is coming, Your Majesty is afraid that it is not good."

There was no sleepiness in an instant, Zhu Yunxuan hurriedly got up and changed his clothes, and went out straight to the direction of Ganlin Palace.

Along the way, there were palace servants in a hurry everywhere, making noises in a mess, and there were many more imperial guards patrolling than usual. On Liang Zhen.

Liang Zhen was still in that unhurried and unhurried attitude as if he had the chance to win. Zhu Yunxuan was inexplicably more agitated when he saw the restless mood, and he asked, "What did you say to the emperor that day? Why did he keep fighting since then? Are you still in a coma?"

Liang Zhen narrowed his eyes lightly, quietly watching Zhu Yunxuan's reddened and indignant appearance, and said solemnly: "Your Highness is still in the mood to care about these trivial matters? Shouldn't you rush to Ganlin Palace to see His Majesty for the last time like everyone else? Are you waiting for the widow?"

Zhu Yunxuan closed his eyes, how could he not know that he should go to Ganlin Palace at this time to avoid being taken advantage of, but at this moment, no matter how much resentment and hatred against the emperor in the past, it has become indescribably complicated, He couldn't even bear to look at it, that person was his father after all.

"In the end... what did he say to you?"

Liang Zhen curled the corners of his lips inexplicably: "His Royal Highness would not want to know, those pickling matters should not taint His Highness's ears."

"you"

"Don't be angry, Your Highness, now is not the time to care about these things." Liang Zhen stepped forward, stretched out his hand, Zhu Yunxuan lowered his eyes, and handed a handkerchief to him.

Seeing that he didn't answer, Liang Zhen reminded: "Wipe it first, it's not time to cry yet."

Zhu Yunxuan said: "What about you? Are you so calm and are not afraid of being picked out by others?"

Liang Zhen said indifferently: "I am different from His Highness. His Highness is His Majesty's son, and I am just a foreign minister."

Zhu Yunxuan raised his eyes and looked at him, hesitating for a moment when the words reached his lips, he said nothing and took the veil.

At this moment, the Ganlin Palace is full of people kneeling inside and outside, and there are rustling sobbing sounds everywhere. In the bedroom, the princes, princesses, concubines and princes of the royal family who were kneeling on the ground, were summoned to the palace yesterday. A cabinet minister is also there. Concubine Chen Gui took the ninth prince at the forefront, lying beside the couch crying for Emperor Zhaoyang, the emperor on the couch closed his eyes tightly, and he was already breathing more and less.

Zhu Yunxuan didn't show up, he walked to the prince pile and knelt down with a complicated mind. The other Liang Zhen lifted the hem of his clothes after the princes of the clan and knelt down properly.

Emperor Zhaoyang on the couch seemed to feel something, slowly opened his eyes, his eyes circled with difficulty, and landed on Liang Zhen who was behind the crowd. He seemed to raise his hand, his lips moved, and only A hoarse screeching sound. He lifted his neck up, stared hard at his eyes, and slumped back into the bed the next moment, his eyelids drooping down.

The leading imperial doctor knelt down and moved to the couch, took a pulse for a while, then crawls down, his head lowered to the ground. Concubine Chen wailed, and countless wailing sounds resounded in the hall at the same time.

Zhu Yunxuan closed his eyes, tears fell silently from the corners of his eyes.