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For some reason, I felt sorry for her, so I slowly said, "Actually... I've already put it down."
Zhao Yanran looked back at me blankly, "What?"
I smiled and said, "You just asked me... about the past."
Zhao Yanran's eyes became deep, she looked into my eyes and said, "I really want to put it down, how can I remember that I asked this question just now."
When I was stunned, she asked, "The question has not been solved, so where does the knot in my heart come from?"
I don't know how to answer.
"If you're alone and miserable now, I might tell you..." Zhao Yanran stuck out her tongue playfully, "But you've already become a princess, and I won't tell you if I kill you..."
I looked away and changed the subject: "What does it mean to be a princess, this princess was born as a princess, okay?"
She laughed too, imitating my tone, "It doesn't seem like it at all, okay?"
I didn't dare to speculate on the deep meaning of her words, and I didn't even ask her why Xu Fang changed back to Nie Ran overnight. I just had a vague hunch that the truth was full of things that I couldn't bear.
The two of us chatted to Zhao's house like this. Before we parted, Zhao Yanran said to me with her pigtails, "Why are you thinner than that time? You have to learn from me to eat more ròu."
My heart was filled with warmth, and I couldn't help but ask, "Miss Zhao, why are you being so nice to me?"
"You didn't save me at that time..." Zhao Yanran smiled softly, "I kept thinking, if I can see you again, I will treat you better, and I will never be scorned by you."
I shook my head, "You're better than me, really."
When Zhao Yanran heard the words, her cheeks blushed, she snorted unnaturally, and ran back to the mansion.
I just turned around and heard her say again: "Next time we see you, please don't call me Miss Zhao in Wenxuan!"
This time it's really gone.
I stood in the same place and couldn't help but sigh, such a wanton and pure xingzi is really enviable.
The same enemy, thinking of picking honey, can't help but have a headache.
Even a simple girl like Zhao Yanran can scold her and run away. It's too worrying to pick honey to show weakness.
So far, there is absolutely no clue about her sudden appearance and the person behind her.
And that letter...
I reached into my arms, but felt empty.
letter? !
My heart skipped a beat, and I hurriedly pressed my whole body up and down.
Still no sign of the letter.
When the Ministry of Justice was reviewing the case file, it was clearly confirmed that it was hidden in his arms. How could he have been unaware during this period?
Thinking of the content of the letter, I suddenly banged in my head, and some bad thoughts slowly rose from the bottom of my heart.
If... Song Langsheng saw it, it would be really bad.
Chapter 36
When I was a child, I once wondered if my father had been to the Shaolin Temple so that he could madly renovate his study into a Buddhist scriptures pavilion.
What I want to express is that it is extremely painful to rummage through historical books in the study of the emperor.
The saddest thing is that the only people who can come in are me and the younger brother of the prince.
So after he finished reviewing the five choruses, I immediately asked him to empathize with him.
The prince stared at the two circles of black eyes and moved two bundles of files for me. He sat on the wide chair of the wisteria tiger carving and asked me, "Sister Huang, what exactly do you want to know?"
I sat on the floor, browsing and asking, "When did you learn that Song Langsheng was the son of the rebel Jun Jin from the previous dynasty?"
The prince recalled, "You have been married for less than a year."
"How did you find out?"
"I can't figure out why someone like him didn't pass the imperial examination and entered the court. He ordered someone to investigate and dug it out from He Yun, the chief of the Dali Temple."
"Yeah." I looked at him, "so don't you think it's strange?"
The prince looked back at me, "What's so strange?"
"How can the emperor not think of things that you can even think of?"
The prince was pleased, "Do you want to praise the prince's youthfulness?"
"Please don't misinterpret my original intention." I corrected, "Father, I already knew it before us."
After that, I handed him the file in my hand, which contained the connection between Jun Jinzhi and Song Langsheng.
The crown prince was stunned when he saw it, and couldn't help but look up, "If that's the case, how could the royal father let you marry?"
I shook my head.
"No, what kind of marriage, how could the royal father let him live well? Could it be that the royal father thinks that the concubine is really treating you..."
"...This kind of possibility is not even very small, okay..."
"...That's right."
I stood up, held a jade pen in front of the case, and scribbled circles on the paper: "I went to the Ministry of Punishment today to investigate the case of that year, but I can't figure out why Qin Song back then rebelled against this? There are many people who were loyal to the previous dynasty, but Qin Song voluntarily surrendered to his father, who would obey a person who betrayed him for glory as emperor?"
The prince nodded frequently, "Besides, he is so old and has no children, even if he is lucky enough to succeed, he does not have to support others..."
I moved my pen, "What did you just say?"
The Crown Prince was stunned when he saw my sudden question, "I said... If I succeed, I have to make someone else the emperor..."
Thousands of clues swirled in his heart, but he was awakened by the words of the prince's younger brother.
I asked the prince, "How many princes and grandsons did Emperor Hui have in the previous dynasty?"
"Two princes and three grandsons..." The prince was playing with the jade carvings on the case, blinking, "All of them were killed by the father and the emperor."
"What about the harem?"
"It's been burned with a fire, and there's not a single living mouth left." The prince frowned a little unbearably, "Bào lord..."
"Very good," I squinted and hooked my fingers, "Go, get me the royal family tree of the previous dynasty..."
"...Father will hide this stuff here?"
"Usually, you will have this hobby after the bào monarch destroys the door?"
"..."
There were nine princes who had royal blood in the previous dynasty.
Two died of illness, and the remaining six died on the battlefield against the father's army.
Except for a fish that slipped through the net, Duan Wang, the younger brother of Emperor Hui, who had offended Emperor Hui a few years ago or was sent to the south because of his meritorious deeds.
The Crown Prince and I were kneeling beside the several cases and looking at the genealogy. The names of the people on the genealogy were circled in red by Zhu Mo. Don't think about it, it was naturally drawn by the emperor.
The prince said: "This King Duan has always had a virtuous name. If Emperor Hui used him heavily, he would not have been reduced to such a field. But he was also popular, and people are afraid that he is already dead..."
I pointed to Duan Wang's name, "Don't you think this red circle is different from the others in both thickness and depth?"
The prince leaned in to take a closer look, "It's like... it was made up after the fact."
I said firmly: "In other words, this King Duan died later. You can come to the court, have you heard the royal father mentioned about King Duan of the previous dynasty?"
"Da Yin is hidden in the city..." The prince touched his chin, "If this King Duan died in the treason case of Qin Song and the others, then which of those people was..." He stopped halfway.
The prince suddenly raised his head, looked at me in amazement, and said in unison, "Jun Jinzhi!"
I was shivered by the backside of this possibly agitated - the concubine was the royal family of the previous dynasty?
The crown prince's face turned pale, and he immediately reacted: "Impossible, if this is true, the father emperor would have cut off Song Langsheng as early as 800 years ago. How can you allow him to be your concubine?"
That is true.
If Jun Jinzhi was really King Duan, it would not be surprising that the father and emperor used Shenwu Da pào to blast him to ashes, how could he escape overnight?
Seeing me startled, the prince comforted: "The 80% chance that Jun Jinzhi is just a small person who was accidentally involved in it, I think you are overthinking it. Sister Huang, you and your concubine haven't stopped since they got married, you know When you disappeared, he was about to suffer from lovesickness. Every night when he left Dali Temple, he would walk a few streets to count lanterns. I couldn't bear it, so I wanted to find someone to dismantle it, but he was so angry that he was about to come. Come to me for a theory. Hey, sister, someone like him can lose his temper for breaking a lantern, but you can imagine how deeply he can use it to you."
The first time I heard about such a thing, an unspeakable feeling spread in my heart, and I asked, "Do you know what I meant by hanging so many lanterns back then?"
The prince shook his head again and again, "Maybe it was because you and the concubine were arguing too fiercely at that time. If you want to make him happy..."
Before I could finish speaking, I raised my hand, "Stop! Why did I quarrel with the concubine too fiercely? We quarreled?"
The prince tilted his head and looked at me, "When will you stop arguing?"
"No, are you mistaken..." I said, "Although we didn't get along well at first, but later, it was you who found a piece of Wanghunsan to threaten Song Langsheng and ask him to obey me. But remember..."
The prince nodded.
"I found out later that I ran away from home in a fit of anger..."
Prince again.
"I was wandering for a while and encountered a natural disaster, injured my leg, was persecuted, was trapped in Chenjia Village, and was almost burned to death, do you remember..."
The prince pretended to be listening to me very seriously, "So what?"
I patted the case and said, "So why did we quarrel?!"
The prince looked at me blankly, spread his hands and said, "Forgive my stupidity, I don't seem to understand the causal relationship between the two..."
I immediately rolled my eyes: "The reason for the discord before was because I didn't understand his intentions for me, and he didn't admit his intentions for me, but we have already told each other since he risked his life to save me that time... Isn't it supposed to be loving, sweet and inseparable..."
The crown prince glanced at me, "... Is xing suitable?"
I:"……"
"Actually, when you first came back, you were really soft and sweet, and you would even look at each other in the morning..." The prince leaned lazily on the back of the chair, rubbing his hands on the hand warmer, "But then somehow, the concubine recovered. Even if you ignore you, you won't try to please him like you used to..."
"Why?"
"How do I know?" The prince thought for a while, then sighed again, "I still remember that a few days before you disappeared, the royal father, the royal father summoned the prince-in-law to the palace alone, and I don't know what he said, which bumped the father, vaguely. I wanted the concubine to do something, but the concubine refused to obey. At that time, it rained heavily, and the royal father ordered him to kneel outside the bedroom until he agreed, so the concubine lifted up his robe and knelt without saying a word. I never knelt down to Shen Shi, until you, Huangjie, rushed into the palace and begged with your father, the emperor."
"and then?"
"It's rare that the royal father doesn't accept your invitation, and you are stubborn. You turned around and knelt with the concubine, and got in the rain together."
I was deeply moved by my own qíng.
So are we freed because of this?
"Follow?"
"Follow you to kneel from Shen Shi to You Shi, You Shi to Xu Shi, and the rain didn't stop during this period..."