Rebirth of the High Family's Beloved

Shen Zhaoyan entered Mingyi Palace and saw Hua Cishu kneeling on the ground at a glance. He snorted coldly and walked straight towards Emperor Tianqing.

"My son has met my father."

Emperor Tianqing was relieved to see Shen Zhaoyan was still safe and sound, but he still asked with concern: "The injury is serious, have you summoned the imperial physician to see him?"

"I was able to survive under General Hua's command. This means that I am not destined to die. I have asked the imperial physician to examine me. He said that if the disease had been more serious, even a great immortal would have been unable to save me."

Emperor Tianqing's frown never relaxed. Upon hearing this, he turned to Hua Cishu and said, "Hua Cishu, I will give you another chance to explain why you attacked King Xiang. If you can't give a legitimate reason, I cannot forgive you."

Hua Cishu kowtowed and said, "This matter is the fault of me alone. I ask Your Majesty to punish me alone. No matter how heavy the punishment is, I am willing to accept it."

A hint of joy flashed across Xiao Ling's eyes. It was just as her son had expected. Hua Ci Shu was just a gourd with a sawed-off mouth. Even if he was given the opportunity, he couldn't seize it.

She suppressed the joy in her heart and continued to add fuel to the fire for Emperor Tianqing.

"Your Majesty, look at his attitude. He has no remorse at all. You have given him chances time and again, but he doesn't cherish them. He doesn't take you seriously at all. I was thinking that if he is willing to apologize, I might give him a lighter punishment. But looking at his attitude, if he is given a lighter punishment, it would be a blasphemy against the laws of Daxing!"

Hua Ci Shu's silence made Emperor Tian Qing feel helpless and powerless.

He knew that Hua Cishu was not good at speaking, but since he was the one who did it, there must be a reason why he did it. As long as he opened his mouth, he would always be able to find a way to turn the situation around, but Hua Cishu did not give him this opportunity at all.

At this time, Xiao Ling was chattering in his ear again. Emperor Tianqing, who already had a splitting headache, became extremely annoyed and slammed the table with a "bang".

The upper half of the chessboard was suddenly shaken, and the chess pieces were moved out of place. Several chess pieces near the edge fell to the ground with a crackling sound and scattered.

"Hua Cishu, how do you want me to deal with you? Since you don't want to explain the reason, I won't ask. According to Daxing law, assassinating the heir to the throne is a capital crime. Considering your loyalty and loyalty in guarding the border for so many years, the death penalty can be spared, but the punishment of life cannot be avoided. I sentence you..."

"Your Majesty!" Hua Yingchou took a step forward and fell to his knees with a thud. His face looked a little haggard, with the vicissitudes of having been through many battles, but his heart was still filled with love for his children.

"Your Majesty, if a son is not well-educated, it is the fault of the father. The fault Hua Cishu made should be borne by me as his father. I beg Your Majesty to show some leniency."

Hua Cishu was moved. He looked at his father kneeling beside him, his eyes slightly red, "Father."

In his memory, his father was loyal to the emperor and patriotic all his life. He took it as his responsibility to defend the territory of Daxing and even took him and his younger sister to the battlefield.

To his father, his assassination of Shen Zhaoyan on his wedding day was tantamount to rebellion. So before he took action, he did not reveal a word to his father, for fear of being stopped by his father and for fear of implicating his father.

But even though his father knew nothing about it, he, who had always been upright, still pleaded for him.

On one hand, he is a king, and on the other hand, he is a son. Hua Yinglou is conflicted inside.

But he had already lost a daughter and could not lose his only son, so he would rather bear it himself and protect his son. This was his responsibility as a father.

Emperor Tianqing respected Hua Yingchou. His stability on the throne was inseparable from Hua Yingchou's contribution. However, since Hua Cijing's death, Hua Yingchou had been dismissed from his military power and had been idle at home. He had not seen him for a long time.

When I saw him again today, I was deeply touched to see that Hua Yingliao, who used to be full of energy, now has gray hair.

It's only been two years and Hua Yingliao has grown old. So, have I, who is the same age as him, also grown old?

He stood up and wanted to go forward to help Hua Yinglan up, but he suddenly felt a warm feeling in his chest rushing straight to his throat.

"puff!"

A mouthful of blood spurted out of Emperor Tianqing's mouth, and everyone in the palace ran forward in fear, "Your Majesty!"

Emperor Tianqing's eyes widened and he leaned backwards.

For a moment, the entire Mingyi Palace fell into unprecedented chaos.

Yan Ci sat in front of the stone table in Liufang Courtyard. The tea in front of her went from boiling hot to ice cold, but she never took a sip.

She was worried about her brother Hua Cishu's situation and wondered whether he had been forgiven by Emperor Tianqing. However, judging from Shen Zhaoyan's vengeful temper at the wedding banquet, she thought he would not let it go so easily.

What should she do, how can she help her brother?

While she was distracted, a figure suddenly stood in front of her.

Yan Ci looked up and saw Xie Chengyin, who had climbed over the wall at some point, standing in front of her.

"How did you come?"

Xie Chengyin stood still, looking at Yan Ci with a slightly sad expression. His Adam's apple rolled before he called out her name.

"Yan Ci, I have something to tell you."

Yan Ci noticed Xie Chengyin's low mood and felt a sense of foreboding, just like the feeling he had when he saw his brother being arrested in Prince Xiang's Mansion.

"Something happened to Hua Ci Shu?"

Xie Chengyin knew Yan Ci's intelligence, so he didn't hide anything and said, "There's news from the palace that Hua Cishu has been sentenced to exile."

"what!"

Yan Ci thought she had heard wrongly. Why was it exile? Her brother did assassinate King Xiang, but King Xiang was fine. Why should her brother be sentenced to exile!

"I want to go to the palace to see His Majesty."

Yan Ci walked out with her head down. Xie Chengyin did not stop her, but asked, "What identity are you going to use to meet His Majesty, Yan Ci? Or Hua Cijing?"

Yan Ci was stunned and stopped in his tracks.

"If it's Yan Ci, then what position do you have to plead for Hua Ci Shu? But if you are Hua Ci Jing, what evidence do you have to prove that you are not talking nonsense?"

She had neither a position nor evidence.

Xie Chengyin turned around and walked to Yan Ci, pulled her to the stone table, held her shoulders and asked her to sit down.

"Your Majesty originally did not sentence Hua Cishu to exile, but when he was in Mingyi Palace, he suddenly vomited blood and fainted. After waking up, he issued an imperial decree, exiling Hua Cishu to southern Fujian, and stripping the general of his title and demoting him to a commoner."

"why?"

Yan Ci couldn't believe it. Their Hua family fought loyally for Daxing and died on the battlefield, but now they have ended up like this.

First, she died inexplicably on her wedding day, and now her brother was exiled for assassinating Shen Zhaoyan, and her father could not escape this disaster either.

"Father and brother have already been stripped of their military power, why are they still unwilling to let them go? Do they have to kill them all?"

Yan Ci looked at Xie Chengyin in front of him, as if he suddenly thought of something, and his eyes were suddenly filled with hope, "Xie Chengyin, didn't you experience a previous life? Tell me, what was the ending of the General's Mansion in the previous life?"

Xie Chengyin lowered his head and shook his head helplessly.

When the birds are dead, the bows are put away; when the rabbits are dead, the dogs are cooked. This life is even more miserable than this one.