The legitimate daughter is reborn and cannot escape after being provoked by the tyrant

Mo Xiao placed a small bed next to his dragon chair in the Yinghua Palace. He made it soft and warm with his own bedding, and the little boy slept peacefully in it.

After Mo Xiao finished approving a booklet, he turned his head and saw the little guy's sleepy red face.

The father and son just stayed with each other in silence.

In the early morning, the little guy woke up once.

This time, although Mo Xiao was still a little in a hurry, at least the process was not messy. He changed the little guy into new clothes and washed himself, and called the wet nurse in to feed him. After the little guy fell asleep again, Mo Xiao held him in his arms. The child rests on the crib.

Silent all night.

Early the next morning, the gate of Yinghua Hall was pushed open in a hurry.

The little eunuch guarding the door hurried in and said in a panic: "Your Majesty, Princess Chen, Princess Chen is here and wants to see Your Majesty. The servant said you were busy, but she didn't listen and wanted to force her way in."

Mo Xiao was holding the child in his arms, holding a soft brocade handkerchief in his hand and carefully wiping the little guy's face. After hearing the announcement, he put down the brocade handkerchief with a vague premonition in his heart.

Before he could say anything, there was a noise outside, and Chen Yuan forced his way in.

The surrounding guards did not dare to make a fatal move and could only be forced to retreat.

Mo Xiao's eyes darkened and he said, "Okay, everyone, get down."

As soon as Mo Xiao opened his mouth, the guards immediately breathed a sigh of relief. This princess is an ancestor and is not to be trifled with.

After everyone else had retreated, Chen Yuan stepped forward and stared at the child in Mo Xiao's arms.

"Sister's child," Chen Yuan said firmly, "is here with you."

She only received the letter from Jiangnan when she went out early this morning. She came to the palace as soon as she saw the letter.

She stretched out her hand towards Mo Xiao and said coldly: "Give me the child."

Mo Xiao held the child tightly and said word by word: "This is my child, I can't give it to you."

"Your child?" Chen Yuan sneered, "A child who can't see the light of day?"

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, have you thought about the consequences of keeping such a child of unknown origin by your side? Give the child to me. I will try my best to raise him. If Your Majesty really cares about him, you can come and see him occasionally. Seeing or giving something as a reward can be regarded as a sign of dedication.”

Chen Yuan's tone was sarcastic, as if he was sure that Mo Xiao would hide the child.

After all, Lu Jiuqing's identity was shady, and this child's name was even more unfair.

The best way is to give the child to Chen Yuan to raise, which is good for everyone.

Chen Yuan took a step forward again and stretched out his hand towards Mo Xiao: "Your Majesty, give me the child. I believe this is what my sister wants to see."

Mo Xiao was stabbed with blood by Chen Yuan's words.

He held the child tightly in his arms, even took a step back, and said loudly: "I said, this is my child, and I will not give him to anyone."

"Also, who told you that this child has an unknown origin and cannot be exposed to the light? He is my eldest son and future prince. How can he be hidden from the light?"

Chen Yuan narrowed his eyes, slowly put down his hand, and stared at Mo Xiao solemnly.

Mo Xiao also looked at her and said in a deep voice: "Today, I will tell the world about his existence."

Chen Yuan was silent for a while, and then said: "Your Majesty, why bother? You know how much trouble you will have if you do this."

Once the prince's identity is revealed, what about the child's mother? At that time, all civil and military officials in the dynasty would question the origin of this child and even question the emperor's virtue.