In mid-February, Zhu Yunjing and He Huailing took their three children to bid farewell to Zhu Yunxuan and set foot on the road back to the south.

Zhu Yunxuan is already out of confinement, and the little prince's body has improved, but long-term recuperation is needed to recover. Zhu Yunjing will take him to the southern border to find a famous doctor. What happens in the future depends on the child's own good fortune.

On the day they left Beijing, Zhu Yunxuan went out of the palace to see them off. It was still cold, and several children stayed in the carriage with Mammy. Zhu Yunjing got off the carriage and came to say goodbye to Zhu Yunxuan. The brothers were relatively speechless. .

After a long while, Zhu Yunjing raised his hand and patted Zhu Yunxuan's shoulder, and sighed, "From now on, you will truly be the master of this world, work hard."

Zhu Yunxuan nodded: "Brother... take care of yourself. After a few years, I will transfer Duke Dingguo back to Beijing."

Zhu Yunjing smiled indifferently: "The pirates in the south have not been eliminated, what's the hurry, I really like being outside, how comfortable."

Zhu Yunxuan pursed the corners of his lips lightly, with a look of unconcealed depression in his expression, Zhu Yunjing walked to the side of the car, hugged the tightly wrapped child, and handed it to Zhu Yunxuan: "It's all this time, you still don't want to. Hug him?"

Zhu Yunxuan was stunned for a moment. After all, he raised his hand and took the infant over. The child, who was sleeping soundly with his eyes closed, seemed to feel a little bit. He hummed twice and slowly opened his eyes, but She didn't cry, she just stared at Zhu Yunxuan in a daze.

Zhu Yunxuan lowered his head and stared intently at the child in his hands, his hands trembling slightly, his eyes gradually turning red.

He Huailing came over and reminded Zhu Yunjing in a low voice, "It's time to go."

Zhu Yunjing sighed in his heart and took the child back. Zhu Yunxuan was stunned as if he had lost his soul, until the child who returned to Zhu Yunjing's hands burst into tears without warning.

Zhu Yunxuan raised his hand subconsciously, still wanting to hug the child, his hand just stretched out for a while, then paused again, and after a while, it gradually fell down again.

Zhu Yunjing gently patted the baby and coaxed people, and said to Zhu Yunxuan: "It's getting late, we should leave, or we won't be able to reach the nearest station at dusk, so you should hurry back to the palace, just out of confinement, Don't get cold again when the wind blows."

Watching the convoy go away, Zhu Yunxuan stayed in place for a long time before slowly returning to his senses after a small reminder from Gao Andi, and said in a hoarse voice, "Go back to the palace."

After the carriage was far away, He Huailing dismounted and returned to the carriage, telling Zhu Yunjing the last thing he had done for Zhu Yunxuan before leaving.

"Your Majesty asked me to find a prisoner on death row with a similar stature to that Liang Zhen, and to change his appearance to look like him. I have already arranged it, and I will send him to Dali Temple tonight to replace him."

Zhu Yunjing was stunned for a moment and couldn't believe it: "He planned to let go of that thing that killed a thousand knives?! Why did you tell me now?!"

He Huailing coughed awkwardly: "I didn't say anything because I was afraid of your bad things... Your Majesty is probably still reluctant..."

Zhu Yunjing didn't get angry, gave He Huailing a stern look, and lowered his head to look at the child in his arms who finally stopped crying: "Forget it, poor little thing, your father doesn't care about your bastard father. I miss you, you will be our child in the future, sorry to see, it's a full month and you still don't have a name, and you will be called Xu'er from today on."

On the carriage back to the palace, Zhu Yunxuan, who was sitting in a daze, listened to the noise of the hustle and bustle from outside the carriage from time to time. Gao An followed him outside the car and kept talking to him about the excitement outside, trying to entertain him, until Zhu Yunxuan suddenly said, "Go to Dali Temple Prison."

"what?"

Zhu Yunxuan repeated in a low voice: "I said, go to Dali Temple Prison."

The carriage turned around and headed towards the Dali Temple and Prison in the north of the city. Zhu Yunxuan closed his eyes, and his entangled mood gradually calmed down amid the wheels.

When they arrived at the place, their identities were revealed. The inmate of the Dali Temple and Prison and a group of prison guards almost tumbled to the ground and came out on their knees to give a big salute. Zhu Yunxuan ignored them and walked in with his feet up.

Liang Zhen was imprisoned in the darkest cell at the end of the deep corridor. When he was halfway through, Zhu Yunxuan suddenly stopped and seemed hesitant. No one who followed behind dared to urge him. He hesitated for a long time, then slowed down. Step forward.

Liang Zhen sat on the ground with his back to the steering wheel leg of the prison door. He wore only a thin prison uniform. He lowered his head and held a wooden stick in his hand. He didn't know what to draw on the ground.

Zhu Yunxuan stood outside the door, narrowed his eyes lightly, staring at his back silently, without saying a word, his dark eyes seemed to have accumulated a storm, and after the turbulent tumbling, he gradually returned to tranquility.

Liang Zhen seemed to feel something, turned around, and raised his eyebrows unsurprisingly when he saw Zhu Yunxuan: "I knew that Your Majesty would come."

Gao An drove the prison chief and a group of prison guards who were about to move and wanted to show in front of Zhu Yunxuan to retreat, leaving the space for them alone.

Across a prison door, Zhu Yunxuan looked coldly at the man who had stood up and was walking towards him.

With disheveled hair, ragged clothes, and blood stains on his face, the person in front of him still has half of the arrogance of the former Zhao Wangquan.

Zhu Yunxuan's eyes glazed over his blood-stained face, touching the large and small welts on his body, and his pupils shrank slightly.

Standing a step away from Zhu Yunxuan, the corner of Liang Zhen's lips rose a little: "These days, this minister has been betting, and His Majesty will come to see the minister after all."

Zhu Yunxuan said coldly: "You are very capable. You have already entered here, and you can still ask someone to send you a message to the palace."

Liang Zhen shook his head and sighed: "Your Majesty, this place is too deserted and lonely, you wouldn't want Guan Chen for the rest of your life, would you?"

"You should know that I have already made a decree, and three days later will be the time for you to ask for the beheading." Zhu Yunxuan reminded him in a deep voice.

He was not serious, and only intended to execute Liang Zhen. All his followers and cronies were sentenced to exile. That was enough. Liang Zhen's beheading was enough to shock the court. No one dared to underestimate his emperor.

Liang Zhen looked at him for a while: "So what?"

"Tonight, someone will replace you. You got your wish, leave the capital, never set foot on Dayan again, never...don't let me see you again."

"Is Your Majesty willing?"

"Liang Zhen, what qualifications do you have to treat me with such an attitude now?"

Liang Zhen smiled lightly: "If Your Majesty is really willing, he will not come today. Your Majesty doesn't need to be angry, I just want to talk to you."

He said that he fiddled with the chain on the prison door a few times with the wooden stick in his hand, but he pushed it away. Zhu Yunxuan looked at him vigilantly, Liang Zhen opened the prison door, but did not go out: "Your Majesty came in and told the minister. Speak, the wound on my body is so painful that I can't stand for long."

Liang Zhen sat down against the haystack in the corner, and Zhu Yunxuan stood a few steps away from him, his eyes still full of alertness.

Liang Zhen looked at him with good eyes, and reflected his appearance in his mind over and over again: "Your Majesty has lost weight again..."

Zhu Yunxuan was silent, Liang Zhen's eyes moved down, and fell on his flat abdomen for a slight pause: "Has your majesty already given birth? Has the confinement born? ... Where is the child?"

Zhu Yunxuan's hand under his sleeve gradually clenched, and after a moment of silence, he said in a difficult voice, "I came out on the night of the twenty-fourth day of the twelfth lunar month. I was born prematurely, and my breath was too weak. Imperial Physician Fang tried his best to save him, but one night, he suddenly had a high fever. . . . never came back."

Liang Zhen was stunned, his hand holding the stick was unconsciously clenched, and there were even violent blue veins on the back of his hand. He stared at Zhu Yunxuan, trying to see even the slightest possibility of lying from his expression.

Zhu Yunxuan looked back at him calmly. After a long time, there seemed to be some emotion in Liang Zhen's dark pupils, which completely dimmed. He said in a hoarse voice: "Your Majesty came here specially to tell this minister?"

"...you should know."

Liang Zhen sneered silently: "Should I be grateful that Your Majesty has suddenly become so considerate... Your Majesty, these days, in this dark prison, I have been thinking about the past over and over again. There is still a chance, but at this moment, the minister finally understands... what you said is meaningless, what exactly do you mean."

For the first time, Zhu Yunxuan saw Liang Zhen blushing in front of him. He was speechless. After a long silence, he just said, "That secret decree..."

"Your Majesty, rest assured," Liang Zhen closed his eyes wearily. "The secret decree has already been burned, and the evidence is gone. If you change your mind now, it's still too late."

Zhu Yunxuan lowered his eyes and said: "Since I promised to let you go... I will not break my promise."

Once again relatively speechless, Zhu Yunxuan turned around and slowly walked towards the door of the prison.

Liang Zhen suddenly stood up, stepped forward, grabbed Zhu Yunxuan's wrist and pulled hard, Zhu Yunxuan was caught off guard, and was pulled around by Liang Zhen and crashed into his arms.

Liang Zhen hugged the person vigorously, hugging him tightly, Zhu Yunxuan didn't struggle, and after being stunned, he closed his eyes gently.

The man's warm breath fell in his ear, and his voice was like babbling: "When I'm gone, you have to take good care of yourself, and don't... embarrass yourself like this."

Zhu Yunxuan bit his lip hard, his eyes were tightly closed, and tears kept falling from the corners of his eyes.

Outside the prison, when I saw Zhu Yunxuan coming out, the prison chief who had been waiting for a long time flattered and greeted him, but before he had time to speak, Zhu Yunxuan suddenly asked him in a cold voice, "Who allowed you to use lynching?"

The other party was stunned for a moment, and when he touched Zhu Yunxuan's frost-like expression, his legs softened, and he knelt on the ground tremblingly, cold sweat had already slipped on his forehead, he faltered and couldn't say why: "Chen...Chen...…”

Zhu Yunxuan's eyes fell on the whip in the hands of the guard who was driving the carriage, and after a slight pause, Gao An immediately understood, and went to take the whip and put his hands in front of him.

Zhu Yunxuan held the whip, turned around, and slammed the whip two times at the crawling prisoner. He threw the whip in the wailing of the other party, and ordered in a deep voice: "Drag down and report the matter to the Dali Si Qing,Order the people behind the orders to find out and deal with them together."

The other people kneeling on the ground were scared out of their minds, and they dared not respond.

Sitting in the car, after the door was closed, Zhu Yunxuan seemed to be out of breath, leaned back exhausted, closed his eyes again, and covered the water light from the corners of his eyes.