Tell me, who is the child?

Xia Zhao took Han Mengliu back to the Prince's Mansion without hesitation.

Han Mengliu was backlashed by internal force, forced to activate her true energy, and was not treated in time, so her internal injuries were serious, and she needed to take medicine on time and push the uterus to cause bleeding.Xia Zhao then took on the duty of pushing the palace and bleeding, and never left Han Mengliu's sick bed.

What Han Mengliu did this time shocked him greatly. His hands and feet, which had been frightened by his ruthless words and deeds before, had the courage again, ready to move.

After waking up from the coma, Han Mengliu was not surprised.Because when he fell down in Dali Temple, although his body was heavy and his consciousness was lax, he knew very clearly who was rushing to hug him.

Xia Zhao helped him to sit up, put a pillow behind his back, and imitated what Han Mengliu had done to him, and put his soft long hair behind his ears.

"How are you? Are you still feeling bad?"

Han Mengliu looked up and saw Xia Zhao's eyes full of expectation and happiness.He was thinking about how to make the little prince wake up from his dream as soon as possible, when suddenly the door rang, and it was an attendant bringing medicine.

Xia Zhao went to the door to pick up the tray, closed the door and went back to the bed, said to Han Mengliu with a smile, "I will take care of you myself." He reached for the blue and white porcelain medicine bowl on the tray.

"and many more!"

Xia Zhao's fingers stopped at a distance of an eyelash's length from the medicine bowl, and he looked at Han Mengliu inexplicably.

Reluctantly, Han Mengliu tapped the cloth stacked next to the medicine bowl with his chin, "Put it on the cloth, be careful not to burn it."

Xia Zhao suddenly realized, with an expression of "I'm glad you care about me", he put a medicine bowl on a cloth and presented it to him as if offering treasures, but Han Mengliu didn't move.After staring wide-eyed and small-eyed for a moment, Xia Zhao finally understood, took a spoon from the tray with an apologetic face, scooped a spoonful of concoction, blew it unnaturally, and served it.

"I've never taken care of anyone. If I don't do well, don't be disgusted." Xia Zhaolue said regretfully.

Ordinarily at this time, he should say that it's okay and give a few compliments to reassure the little prince, but Han Mengliu really didn't want to talk, so he just opened his mouth lazily.Xia Zhao sent another spoonful, and he drank another spoonful. After a few times, the medicine bowl bottomed out. Xia Zhao seemed to feel that his service skills were getting better and better, and he hadn’t performed enough. He put the bowl back in a moody manner, and lowered his head to think for a while. He raised his head again and asked the first question again.

"Are you still feeling bad? Are you hungry?"

But this time, his expression was not as relaxed and happy as before, but a little confused and sad.

Han Mengliu said lightly: "It's nothing serious, thank you His Royal Highness for saving me. I can adjust the rest by myself, no trouble..."

Suddenly, his body was bumped violently, and Xia Zhao rushed forward like a frightened little animal, hugging Han Mengliu tightly.Han Mengliu pulled out his injured arm calmly, looked down at the black top of his chest, speechless.

He obviously didn't drink, why did he do this again?

"You hurt me over and over again, I..." Xia Zhao trembled, "Ameng, I want to protect you." The last words were aggrieved and determined, and he did not forget to rub Han Mengliu's chest after speaking. rub.

Han Mengliu sighed, "His Royal Highness misunderstood. This time, he was robbed because of Jun Feng's innocence. As a friend, I naturally got stabbed in both sides. The internal injury was also due to my infrequent use of martial arts. His Highness, there is no need to blame yourself, and there is no need to do too much." think."

Sure enough, Xia Zhao didn't move. After a long time, he finally raised his head, stared and struggled, saying, "I don't believe it. If it's just for Juniper, you just need to prove that the dragon robe was not made by Rui Fulin. Why do you have to work so hard?" Go find Tan Ting and the people behind the scenes? You are clearly..."

"In order to save people, the more evidence the better."

"No! This is not your true words! Cheng Xi told me that you said that you are the biological father of the crown prince, and I also know that you have ambushed around the second prince's mansion many times before. Why did you go there? Juniper Wind, is this necessary?"

"His Royal Highness retorts that other people are always sensible." Han Mengliu smiled helplessly, "I made an oath that day to ask Jingyou to help me and wait for a helping hand, and secretly investigating the second prince is also for my own safety. But you still don't believe me, I really don't know what to do."

"Ameng..." Xia Zhao's tone was mournful, with a sad expression on his face.

Han Mengliu didn't want to bear the gaze looking up at him like this, so he turned his head away, and his gaze scanned all the decorations in Xia Zhao's bedroom. Now that he was not in a hurry, all the previous things came up little by little, he stared at the wardrobe in the corner and said: "Then A dragon robe entered your residence, did you really not know any clues before?"

Xia Zhao was taken aback, and finally got out of Han Mengliu's arms, "What do you mean?"

"Could your highness please clarify the reasons for this matter." Han Mengliu finally looked at Xia Zhao again, but his eyes seemed to return to the day after the dystocia, alienated and cold.

After he was enshrined in Hanlin, he expected that something would happen sooner or later.In the end, things turned out like this. He thought it was Xia Zhao's opponent who used his flamboyant tree as a cover to set up a surprise game.But now that I think about it, that might not be the case.I'm afraid he was still counted in the game, but he had miscalculated his opponent and purpose earlier.

Xia Zhaodao: "Although the father prefers me, he doesn't seem to mind the second prince fighting with me right now. The second prince is headstrong. I know he failed to harm me last time, so he will definitely wait for the opportunity to plan again. I..." Look at Han Mengliu , "I also have the idea of ​​passively accepting it, and then taking advantage of the situation to completely get rid of him. So I deliberately brought many singers to the mansion, just to sell a loophole and give him a chance to act. Of course, I also found those singers because I want..." Then I took a sneak peek at Han Mengliu, "I want them to think that I am not interested in you anymore, and stop thinking about you and not hurting you. In order to act like this, I have to be mean...to you, don't blame me , I feel... very uncomfortable."

Xia Zhao stopped, wanting to see Han Mengliu's reaction, but after waiting for a long time, Han Mengliu's face was just flat, so Xia Zhao had no choice but to continue: "Sure enough, the second prince borrowed the song girl to make a move. I am willing to be bound because Cheng Xi has already found it." The second prince persecuted me, as long as you show those evidences, even if you don't prove Rui Fulin's skill, the second prince will not be able to escape."

Han Mengliu raised her eyebrows, "So His Royal Highness wants to say that everything I have done is superfluous and ruined your plan?"

"No! That's not what I meant!" Xia Zhao stood up anxiously, "Even if you prove that the dragon robe was not made by Rui Fulin, and found Tan Ting, a scapegoat, I can still show evidence that the second prince framed him. In the end, I didn’t take it because Cheng Xi and I discussed the attitude of the father after Tan Ting committed suicide on the day of the trial, and probed into the Taifu’s tone, and felt that it was not the time to kill them all. Back to this time, I feel that the father The emperor's laissez-faire is actually a test for me and the second prince. If I do too badly, my father will definitely be dissatisfied. The second prince didn't think about it. Maybe he was really close to the crown prince for a moment, but now It's getting farther and farther."

Han Mengliu was silent.

What he said just now was just a joke, but he didn't expect the little prince to take it seriously and tell the secret, the eyes and tone that eagerly wanted to prove himself were indeed kind of cute.

And in this way, he finally figured out the joints.

In fact, all the actions of Emperor Jianping from beginning to end were not tests, but exercises.The second prince, Xia Ji, is just a tool for Xia Zhao to exercise. Xia Zhao overcame obstacles one by one, and the more mature his mind and means are, the more he will be able to sit on the dragon chair in the future.

It's just that among the many princes, why did Emperor Jianping prefer Xia Zhao?

Looking at it this way, the role he plays is also clear: this matter is the real test for him, and it is the test set by Emperor Jianping and Jing Lan himself——

He is the son of Han Ping, the true love of the crown prince, and the biological father of the princess. He is talented in literature, martial arts, and resourceful. What kind of identity will he exist in the world in the future? Emperor Jianping wanted to know very much.

Hey, he thought a lot when the accident happened that day, why didn't he think of this level?Why can't even Xia Zhao be convinced that Xia Zhao has a backhand, so he jumped into the trap and accepted the test so foolishly?

Presumably Emperor Jianping is quite satisfied now, so he will let him continue to live in the Prince's Mansion swaggeringly with the official title of enshrining the Imperial Academy, which is why Jing Lan said to him, "It is both joy and worry to have you by the Prince's side".

The happy thing is that he is indeed capable of assisting the crown prince, but the worry is... If the crown prince only likes him all the time, and he likes him very much, I'm afraid it won't work.

For example now.

Xia Zhao sat on the side of the bed with aggrieved eyes, he hesitated to speak for a long time, and finally begged in a low voice: "Ameng, I want to marry you as my concubine, I am serious. As long as you promise, I will definitely marry you as my concubine. Father, emperor and father can't stop it."

Han Mengliu was silent.

Xia Zhao didn't know if he said something wrong. He frowned and thought for a long time, and finally thought of something suspicious, and immediately leaned over to confess his feelings: "Before, I was just playing with those singers, and there was no real life!"

Han Mengliu remained silent.

"Really! I swear! You believe me!" He raised his right hand, as if he was about to pounce again.

Han Mengliu sighed, "His Royal Highness is His Royal Highness, not to mention a few singers, but the Sixth Court of Sangong..."

"Ameng!" Xia Zhao stood up in grief and indignation.Why, why does Han Mengliu always act indifferent, why does he always deliberately misinterpret what he means? !He wanted to get angry, wanted to have a big fight, and even wanted to knock him down and possess him fiercely.

But seeing his weak appearance, he couldn't do anything.

Xia Zhao groaned and sat down panting for breath. After holding her breath for a while, she lowered her head and blushed and begged in a low voice, "Do you want me to hug Yiyi? She is always the happiest when she sees you."

Han Mengliu's heart moved. It's not that he doesn't want to see his daughter, but...he doesn't want to see her too much and it's hard to let go.

He is afraid of true feelings, and even more afraid of having them.

Although my daughter is young, she already recognizes someone. If I can't be with you for a long time, why let her toss and turn between hope and disappointment?

So, under Xia Zhao's expectant gaze, Han Mengliu said, "I'm a little tired."

Xia Zhao turned his head with a look of disbelief, Han Mengliu's plain tone of chasing guests aroused his grief and indignation again.Backing back again and again, cautiously, flattering again and again, the people in front of him turned out to be nothing.

Han Mengliu looked away in annoyance, Xia Zhao's whole body was almost on fire with that expression, but he was depressed for a long time, and finally all he could do was stand up abruptly and escape from the bedroom.

The author has something to say: update, the little prince and Ah Meng are always responsible for solving puzzles, the little prince hit a wall again, hahaha~

It’s the peak period of confession recently, and there will be a much sweeter confession in the next chapter, update tomorrow night~~~