Tell me, who is the child?

Xia Zhao looked at Han Mengliu who looked disdainful, and argued, "I know you are angry, I will tell you everything today, and then I will let you handle it."

Han Mengliu's eyes became even more sneering, "What to do with it? His Royal Highness, the Prince of Qi, how should I deal with grassroots people like me?"

"Ameng, listen to me!" Xia Zhao was in a hurry, and leaned to the bedside to hold Han Mengliu's hand tightly, "It all started from the day my father came to my house. I couldn't figure out my father's attitude at that time." , just let him bring you into the palace, and then I entered the palace, self-harmed my body to force him not to intervene. But when I went to the inner room to heal my wounds, my father said that the second prince also knows you, and the second prince and Concubine Li have been planning to replace me all year round. I will not let this opportunity go, so my father asked me to take the initiative..."

Han Mengliu raised his eyebrows, "You want to lead me to the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet?"

"This matter is different from what you think, so listen to me first." Xia Zhao was full of anxiety, "At that time, my father didn't tell me that you were the son of Han Ping, but only said that he would bring you to the banquet, and the second prince would definitely sue me. If I act obscenely/excessively, my father will punish me. Concubine Li Gui and the second prince are arrogant and careless in their actions. When they see me lose power, they will show their flaws when they are excited. No one will threaten my crown prince anymore. My father said that if I don't agree, he will kill you immediately. If I agree, he will keep you safe. That's why I..."

"What a queen. The second prince found out about me. Instead of saving you and covering it up, he asked you to make dangerous moves." Han Mengliu sneered, "I really doubt if he is your biological father."

Xia Zhao bowed his head, "Father, although he acted fiercely, and this time...he kept it from me, but he was...for my own good."

"You're pretty good."

Xia Zhao's proud face was covered with guilt, "On the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, the second prince said that you were the son of Han Ping. I was also shocked. I vaguely understood the real intention of my father. But I had to stay out of it. It hurt you!"

Han Mengliu was unmoved, his expression was always calm, as if he was out of the matter and had nothing to do with him.

"When I was grounded, one of my father's confidantes pretended to be working for the second prince. They planned to release you and me on the day of Cheng Xi's wedding. Come and arrest me, and tie you and me there when the father goes to the wedding banquet to watch the ceremony. In that way, I will not repent and escape from prison, and you are the son of Han Ping, and I will not escape the suspicion of murdering the father. Cheng Xi's wedding is all over the place. The imperial court ordered officials, they are loyal to the emperor, patriotism and abiding by etiquette, so it is easier to convict me than the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet that day. The second prince is calm and decisive, and has made great achievements in arresting him."

"But the reality is," Han Mengliu said lightly, "the Holy Majesty doesn't care about the 'Son of Han Ping', and he knows that this is a trick for you to fight, so he just pushed the boat and watched you toss. The Holy Majesty did order you and me to go Prince Cheng's wedding, but the second prince didn't know about it. If he made such a fuss, it became a false imperial decree to murder the prince. At that time, both he and Concubine Li will be finished."

Shocked, Xia Zhao couldn't help but let go of Han Mengliu's hand.

"I'm in the middle of the game, and I'm not stupid." Han Mengliu finally set his gaze on Xia Zhao's face with an indifferent expression, "Your plan is to resist the killer for a while, then be injured and captured, and wait for the second The prince brought you to the wedding of Mr. Cheng to throw yourself into the trap. Is that right?"

Xia Zhao nodded in shame, his face very ugly.

"This kind of insidious plan must have been written by the empress. It seems that some of the people you served during the confinement included the empress's cronies. But how do you know that the emperor really wants to let you and me attend the wedding of Young Master Cheng?"

Xia Zhaodao: "When I was grounded, the Tai Tuo still taught every day."

"I see. It seems that this time the emperor..." Han Mengliu's eyes were dark, "My father is right, the emperor is indeed a hero in a million."

"What?" Xia Zhao was at a loss.

Han Mengliu didn't answer, but turned around and said, "If I didn't take action when you were hunted down, your big event has already been accomplished. It's not like now that you escaped and appeared at the wedding, the second prince's plan failed, but I must have figured it out now Fortunately, you escaped and went to the wedding, otherwise he and Concubine Li at this time... I guess he is afraid. A big riot ended without a problem, and half of the clever calculation between you and the queen was ruined in my hands. I don’t know how the queen should hate it. I."

Xia Zhao couldn't bear Han Mengliu's indifferent appearance, and tried his best to show his affection: "I haven't met my father yet. But don't worry, after seeing my father, I will take all the responsibilities on myself. And from now on," once again affectionate Caressing Han Mengliu's face, "I will never let anyone threaten me with you, and I will never use you! To be honest, when I promised my father, I really didn't treat you...but then I saw you being taken away... Let's go, after another three months of confinement, I finally understand when I see you again." The expression was firm, "I like you, I love you, I have you in my heart, and I will never do what I did before. It's something to do." His eyes were bright, waiting for Han Mengliu's response, but Han Mengliu just smiled casually, and flipped over the confession of His Royal Highness the crown prince.

Xia Zhao became anxious, and said again: "Actually, even though you had made a move at that time, after sending you here, I can still go out and join the second prince's net, and I can still win, but do you know why I didn't do that? "

Han Mengliu raised his eyes.

"I have been a prince since I was a child, and I have always been considered by others. I didn't think it was wrong when I decided to act at Cheng Xi's wedding. But when you rescued me with your body in labor, I suddenly understood, It turns out that people care about each other, that's how it is. The Tai Tuo taught me carefully for many years, and Cheng Xi and I can be said to be brotherly brothers. I can't ruin his lifelong affairs and the face of the Prime Minister's House. So even if I fight this time So what if the second prince is not defeated?" Xia Zhao smiled happily, "You let me understand these things, and I also feel that I seem to be more mature and sensible than before, so I hope you will always be by my side, Besides, we already have a child..."

"His Royal Highness is wrong."

Han Mengliu was surprisingly calm, and Xia Zhao couldn't help but retract his happy smile.

"I saved you not because of caring and loving care." Han Mengliu said with a blank expression, "Although I am a commoner, I can't bear the wanton use and trampling by you and the queen. Since I guessed it, naturally I can't let you do what you want."

Xia Zhao was stunned, and stepped back a little, "Really?"

Han Mengliu nodded.

"...Are you blaming me? Angry at me?" Xia Zhao backed away a little more, muttered to himself for a while, and threw himself on the bed again, "I know I was wrong before! I understand that I really like you! Now I understand, if you forgive me once, I will never do it again! Ameng, please forgive me just this once, okay?"

"His Royal Highness, you still don't understand." Pushing Xia Zhao's hand away, Han Mengliu's face was as frosty as snow, "If you said to me today, 'This palace is just trying to use you, just to make you happy', maybe I would still treat you Have some respect."

"You..." Xia Zhao backed away again and stood there blankly.

Han Mengliu sat up with difficulty supporting his broken body, "His Royal Highness, you are going to the Lantern Festival, why did I appear in the Chunfenglou Wenhui?"

Xia Zhao's eyes flashed.

Han Mengliu's body swayed slightly, and her jet-black hair was scattered on her shoulders. "At that time, there was a gossip that Mr. Cheng would come in disguise, and a young man even stronger than Mr. Cheng would come with him." He raised his eyes and looked at Xia Zhao said, "Now in the court, who is more powerful than Young Master Cheng, and who can come with you, besides you, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince?"

Xia Zhao shook.

"Actually, at the beginning, I was going for you." Han Mengliu looked at the void and sneered, "But it was not for the sake of catching a glimpse of Jiao Yan, and it was not for the purpose of climbing into your bed in exchange for glory and wealth. But..." His eyes darkened, "24 years ago, if you were not careful, you would be me now. I just want to see what the other possibility looks like. Now you are telling me what you like, isn't it ridiculous?"

"You... no." Xia Zhao took a few steps back, trying to regain his sanity in a trance, "As you said, you should hate me. But why do you commit yourself to me? Why do you want to conceive my child? And why do you want to marry me?" Promise to go to the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet? Knowing that it is a tiger's den, you still jump into it. Why? What you said and what you did are clearly inconsistent! If you don't convince me today, I will never give up!"

"Heh." Han Mengliu said helplessly, "Xiao Zhao'er is not weak even if she is tricky. If you want to listen, it's just a long story, pour me a glass of water. Swearing how you love me, but even This simplest need is unexpected, and it turns out that Xiao Zhaoer is His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."

Xia Zhao blushed and turned to get water from the table.Looking at Han Mengliu's thin figure like a piece of paper from the corner of the eye, he suddenly felt that the world was so close, and all the blood he had accumulated before was drained away in one fell swoop.

"My father committed suicide at the age of four, and my mother died of illness at the age of five. The only difference from the orphans who suffered a lot in the war is that I have a lot of property and have no worries about food and clothing." Han Mengliu lowered his head, looking into the water in the glass with deep eyes. Ying, "When I was just able to walk, I learned martial arts from my father. My father often said that I should be like him and take this world as my own responsibility. I didn't know what these words meant at the time, but I remembered them very clearly. Then one day, there was a fierce battle around for a long time. , my father was covered in blood, he held his sword and panted and said to me, he has lost this world, he has no face to live on, and he doesn’t need me to be like him.”

Xia Zhao stood there in a daze.

"I lived in seclusion with my mother, and my mother was worried every day, but she only lasted for a year. Before she died, she asked me to live no matter what, and told me to stop practicing Han family martial arts and forget who I am. At that time I don't understand, they all told me to cherish life, but why they are so generous to their own life? I don't even understand, what is the relationship between husband and wife, it can make people get sick as soon as they say it, and die as soon as they say it."

Han Mengliu's tone was always flat, Xia Zhao didn't dare to think how much pain he felt at this moment.

"When I was six years old, it was very cold in winter. I saw a ragged kid on the street begging his ragged mother to buy him roasted sweet potatoes. His mother really couldn't afford it, so she refused. The kid When he started crying, his mother yelled at him sharply, and the child stopped saying anything, and stood beside him crying, his face flushed. His mother also cried, and finally discussed with the sweet potato seller whether he could cut it up and sell it. The sweet potato seller took pity on them, agreed, and cut a piece the size of an osmanthus cake, and the mother and son took it, crying and laughing, and left."

Xia Zhao's eye circles were slightly red.

"That child has no money, but I do; but that child has a family, but I don't. All living beings are suffering. For example, my father, who once ruled the roost and was determined to make the world live and work in peace, turned into smoke in no time." Han Mengliu twitched his lips. "At that time, I suddenly didn't want to live anymore. I went home and hanged myself. When I was kicking my legs around, my belt broke. I fell down and hit my head and passed out. In the dark, I saw my parents begging me not to die."

"I woke up with a broken arm, but my head was clear. Since they let me live, I will live. I left the small town and ran around, meeting all kinds of people and seeing all kinds of things. It's fresh, learn all kinds of skills. Only martial arts, because I really don't want to think about the past, and my mother has orders, so I hide my breath and pretend that I don't know it."

"In the past few years, I have been walking around and making friends, because I am curious and interesting, but every time the curiosity and interest are over, I suddenly feel empty and hopeless, and I just want to end myself. Therefore, I can only let myself go to more places, meet More people, more things to do, and the more exciting the better. That's the only way I can stay alive."

Xia Zhao opened his eyes wide.

Han Mengliu looked up, and he was very satisfied with the shocked appearance of the little prince. "You can't imagine it, I am such a weird person, my heart has long since rotted. Talk to me about feelings, you have picked the wrong person."

"But, but..." Xia Zhao still didn't give up, "I asked you a question just now, but you haven't answered yet."

"Why don't you understand?" Han Mengliu helped his forehead helplessly, "When Yuanxiao met you this year, it was the time when I couldn't live and wanted to find excitement. After all, you are His Royal Highness, and I am Han Ping's son. The stimulation is naturally stronger than ever.”

"You mean..." Xia Zhao was in a daze.

"Yeah." Han Mengliu's eyes were like water, and his tone was calm and firm, "Whether it's me committing myself to you, or giving birth to this child for you, or throwing myself into a trap at the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet, in short, everything that happened to you was just for the sake of you." It makes me feel that there is still some meaning in this world, so that I can continue to survive."

Xia Zhao opened his mouth again and again, so shocked that he didn't know what to say.Han Mengliu didn't mind giving him another heavy hammer, and said slowly: "Now you want to have a relationship with me, that's what I was most afraid of when I was young, and I really can't come."

"Then, since you are only looking for excitement, why can't you treat our relationship as excitement and fun?"

Han Mengliu's eyes suddenly turned cold, and he looked at Xia Zhao like ice, but he regained his indifference in just a moment, and said two words softly: "I'm tired."

An emotion called sadness froze on Prince Xia Zhao's face for the first time.

Han Mengliu said: "Tossing with you for nearly a year is considered a long time. His Royal Highness just spoke earnestly. It seems that he really wants to have someone who is sincere to accompany him. Such a pure mind, even if the grassroots are presumptuous, it is not easy to trample on it. Caomin I think, since His Highness has grown up, he should never do anything like imprisoning or harassing grassroots friends."

"Of course not." Xia Zhao lowered his head, his whole body was shrouded in melancholy, he clenched his fists tightly and then tightened them again, "Even if that can keep you, but you are not sincere, so what's the point."

"It seems that His Royal Highness has really grown up." Han Mengliu smiled naturally as before, "When we part, I can promise you one more thing."

Xia Zhao's eyes were fascinated, "Is it the same with you and the people around you?"

Han Mengliu was taken aback, and Xia Zhao said before replying: "Forget it, I won't ask." He stood there for a while, "I can't think of what to do at the moment, I'll tell you when I think about it... okay?"

Han Mengliu felt aggrieved by his appearance, and couldn't help feeling a little soft-hearted, nodded and said, "It doesn't matter how late you say it."

Xia Zhao also nodded, and stood in panic and embarrassment, "The child is weak and sick after birth, and only the palace can ensure her recovery as soon as possible. If you want a child, after she recovers, I will take her out of the palace and give her a hand. You." Sneaking a peek at Han Mengliu, before he could speak, he said, "If you haven't thought about it, you can think about it again, it doesn't matter if you think about it for a few more days." Turning halfway, "You've been awake for a long time, you should be See the imperial physician, I'll call them." Turning around halfway again, raising his legs forward, he almost ran away.

After going out, the cold air was as hard as a knife, and Xia Zhao felt pain all over his body.

I've never felt like this since I was a kid.

So shocked, so dazed, so helpless, and so uncomfortable.

Opening his mouth to inhale, the cold wind poured into his throat, Xia Zhao trembled all over, and finally burst into tears.

He wiped his sleeve sadly, the last time he did this was ten years ago, when he couldn't do his homework well.At that time, he secretly swore that he would never shed tears no matter what.

He sobbed hard a few times, but luckily he was calm and open-minded in the room just now, and Han Mengliu didn't let Han Mengliu see the joke.

An imperial doctor was left behind, and Xia Zhao left without saying goodbye—all the stalls were waiting to be cleaned up, and the newborn daughter needed him to sit in charge.On the other hand, Han Mengliu looked like he was no different with him or without him.

On the carriage back to Beijing, the woods in the outskirts of Beijing were bare, and the white mist breathed in and out, as if it was about to snow.

After closing the car window and raising his right hand, the hideous scars had scabbed over, and the cut on his back was no longer painful.Inside the luxurious carriage, there is a stove burning incense, and there are two warm yellow plums in a small vase on the side table.

Everything here is good, but only owes one person.