Tell me, who is the child?

On a soil slope on the hillside of Nanshan Mountain, Daqin Township, Baohe County, facing Beishan across a deep valley, the view is extremely wide.In the evening, the red clouds are like satin, hanging across the top of the mountain, and the birds are tired and know how to return, and they circle in the valley.

The mountain is quiet, and because of the proximity to the village, it has a bit of fireworks.

Xia Zhao sat there with his knees bent, his hair tied up with a blue scarf, a gray-blue bunt, and soap boots on his feet.The majestic mountain scenery seemed empty in his eyes, and his dull complexion lacked the usual bright and flamboyant brilliance, and the faint circle of stubble around his mouth made him take off his youthful childishness, showing a vicissitudes of life.

The sunset glowed wantonly behind him, and the sound of gentle footsteps came, his heart moved, and he turned his head as if sensing something, only to see Han Mengliu walking in a warm yellow brocade robe, with long hair draped over his shoulders, leisurely and natural.The clouds surrounded him, and he couldn't tell whether it was real or not.

The little moon-white bundle in her bosom moved, and Han Mengliu lowered her head, looking tenderly at the crook of her arms.The little bag moved again, and a round head wearing a big red ingot cap appeared.

Xia Zhao got up in panic, wondering if he should go forward.

Han Mengliu stood a few steps away from him, staring at him and smiling as if reunion.

Xia Zhao suddenly became nervous, his chest was stuffy, and his palms were sweating: he knew that he looked terrible now, being looked at by Han Mengliu like this, it was as if he had laughed at him for being young and inexperienced and ignorant.

"are you OK?"

Xia Zhao's heart froze. In fact, he didn't quite hear what Han Mengliu said, but he could tell from the shape of his mouth.It's just that before he answered, Han Mengliu smiled helplessly: "Looking at this appearance, I know it's not very good."

Sure enough, he was laughed at.

Xia Zhao could only talk to him from left to right: "Why are you here?"

"Yiyi misses you." Han Mengliu went forward with her daughter in his arms, and the little bag squirmed a few more times, poking his head out to look around, jumping up with surprise and then joy when he saw Xia Zhao who was different from usual.

"Submit, subdue..." Yiyi struggled to hug her.

Xia Zhao's heart was overflowing with complicated emotions, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, he retracted it vigilantly, and finally scratched his daughter's little face with his knuckles, "Father is dirty, can you hug Yiyi later?" Looking at Han Mengliu, "The scenery here is good, you can sit down."

"Okay, Yiyi is sensible now, don't make trouble."

Han Mengliu held her daughter steady with one hand, untied the cloak with the other and spread her daughter on the floor, "Is that right, Yiyi? Let's play here with my father, and let my father hug you when we go to bed at night."

Sure enough, Yiyi no longer begged for a hug, as if she knew that it was not easy to see Xia Zhao, and she didn't dare to ask for too much.But when sitting between the two fathers, Xia Zhao couldn't help leaning over.

"How do you know I'm here?" Xia Zhao asked Han Mengliu.

"Just now I went to your residence and found that you were not there, so I looked at the results of your farming, and then followed the footprints and other clues to find it." With a confident smile, "I can still find people."

"What you have learned is indeed very complicated. Now, no matter what you do, I will not be surprised." Xia Zhao forced a smile, "It's already winter, and I can only cultivate wasteland. Fortunately, this is the case Otherwise, I don’t know how many crops will be damaged and how much chaos will be caused.”

"Do you have any ideas?"

"Experience?" Xia Zhao frowned, then smiled helplessly and even disdainfully. After a moment of silence, he turned his head to the side and coughed a few times.

"What's the matter? You look bad."

"It doesn't matter." Xia Zhao shook his head and laughed at himself, "There is no rich clothes, no food, no servants to serve, no flattery, so naturally... Isn't that what the father wants."

Han Mengliu was stunned for a moment, thinking of the truth that he had overheard in the palace not long ago, and was troubled in his heart.

Yiyi held the rattle that Xia Zhao personally bought for her in the past, and the beautifully shaped little leaves that Xia Zhao picked from the surroundings just now, and she devoted herself to playing with herself.Xia Zhao and Han Mengliu didn't bother her either, they just sat on one side to protect her, sometimes looking at the open deep valley and high mountain, and sometimes looking at each other, talking casually.As if changing to a quiet and natural place, those disturbing troubles can be temporarily thrown away.

"How do you do your meals and laundry these days?"

"There is a small market within half an hour's walk from my residence. I will go there to buy food at noon or evening, or buy some fruit when I come back. I drink water and eat fruit in the morning, and sometimes I don't eat it. Anyway, every day Free time, walking is just a good way to pass the time. It is easy to wash clothes, there is a river outside the door, and you can use local materials."

Han Mengliu took Xia Zhao's hand, looked at Xia Zhao's surprise and resistance for a moment, and then let go.

From childhood to adulthood, Xia Zhao's hands only hold gold cups and jade chopsticks, even if he holds the reins with the sword, he uses the best ones.Suddenly pick up the shovel and go into the water to wash clothes, it is bound to add a few scars.In just ten days, the skin became rough and the fingers seemed to be thicker.

Han Mengliu sighed, "You are alone, don't wash your thick clothes, you might as well take your single clothes back to the house, boil some hot water and mix it with cold water, it won't hurt your hands."

"What kind of hot water are you burning?" Xia Zhao turned his head, his ears were a little red, "I wanted to cook for a long time, but the firewood didn't emit any sparks. Instead, it made the whole room smoky, and I almost choked myself to death."

Han Mengliu's eyes widened, he couldn't see that the little prince was still making progress, and for a moment he didn't know whether to pity him or laugh at him.

His surprise was so obvious that Xia Zhao blushed.He said in his heart that Han Mengliu only asked about eating and washing, but in fact there were more things to do, such as washing the chamber pot and barrel, drying the bedding when it was damp, and killing a few bugs that occasionally entered the house... All these things were things he had never thought of before. I have done it before, and only recently discovered and learned a little bit.When doing these things, he will also be irritable, but after the irritable is over, he still has to do it.These things made him more embarrassed than washing and eating. I'm afraid it's not unexpected for Han Mengliu, but just to save him face, so he didn't ask directly.

So he said even more resentfully: "I can't do without washing my clothes. My father didn't say how long I should reflect. Maybe after a while, he will forget my son. Although the second prince is in decline, he has the conditions to be a prince. There are still many younger brothers, such as the third younger brother, who is also deeply loved by the father..."

"No." Han Mengliu said firmly, "The crown prince must be yours."

"How did you know?" Xia Zhao frowned.

Han Mengliu's eyes flickered, "I... guessed it."

Xia Zhao looked at him strangely, and then he didn't want to delve into it. He smiled bitterly and said, "I don't even have confidence in myself, but you dare to say so."

Han Mengliu said: "I have my own reasons, if you don't believe me, just wait and see."

"We'll wait and see?" Xia Zhao murmured, "A lot of things have happened in the past two years, more than many years before. Although I seem confident, I am always confused and don't know what to do, so I always walk Just wait and see. Ah Meng, meeting you is my first change. Sometimes I also wonder whether you are one of these countless changes, or are you constantly changing after meeting you?"

"That sounds like a criticism to me?" Han Mengliu joked.

Xia Zhao took it seriously, shook his head and said, "It's just confusion. Besides, since you are my variable, then I must be your variable, and I have caused you a lot of trouble. Probably we are indeed tied together, separated Don't open it. You are older and have a lot of experience, maybe you have other thoughts on this matter, and you can see through it better than me?" He raised his eyes and looked deeply at Han Mengliu.

Those are a pair of dazzling eyes full of pride and confidence from beginning to end, the brilliance is enough to defeat all the so-called complexity and chaos in this world.It's just that when I first saw it, I thought it was too direct and too simple, so I was full of disdain.

Han Mengliu lowered her eyes, "At this moment, I don't have any unique insights. This time... I did make a mistake."

Xia Zhao's heart skipped a beat. In the past two years, Han Mengliu had never lowered his head to him, nor had he ever spoken the truth to him.Now, he actually sincerely apologized to himself, he...

As the night fell, Han Mengliu's body was enveloped in thick dark blue, and his extremely beautiful side face seemed to be hidden in the halo of dark gemstones, because he couldn't see clearly, it looked softer and more docile.

Xia Zhao almost reached out to hug him, but Han Mengliu picked up her daughter first, and wrapped the cloak carefully, "Yiyi is asleep, let's go."

Xia Zhao took a look, and sure enough, she saw her daughter lying in warm clothes, her eyes closed and her mouth pouted comfortably.

Han Mengliu stood up and hesitated for a moment, then said to Xia Zhao, "You should hug her."

Xia Zhao was taken aback, "I'm dirty, I'd better wait until I get back and then hug me."

Han Mengliu's expression was a bit difficult, and after much deliberation, he still said: "You should hold it first. It's just dust and dirt, go back and take off the cloak, as long as you don't let it get on you."

Xia Zhao didn't understand even more, Han Mengliu's behavior was very strange, and he looked like he didn't intend to tell the truth to him.He had no choice but to take his daughter first, and walk forward alone to lead the way.Han Mengliu's footsteps sounded behind him, but the footsteps were messy, completely different from when he came.Some bad premonitions welled up in Xia Zhao's heart.

Suddenly, there was the crisp sound of branches snapping, and he immediately turned his head to find that Han Mengliu was supporting a tree. At his feet were short vines, messy branches, grass leaves, and stones and soil that were not easy to detect in the night.

Xia Zhao finally came to his senses, his heart clenched tightly, "What's wrong with your eyes?"

Han Mengliu patted the dirt on his sleeves, and wrote lightly: "It's nothing."

Xia Zhao stood motionless, staring at Han Mengliu without saying a word.Han Mengliu couldn't see the expression on his face clearly, but could clearly feel the resentment that was getting closer.If you don't tell the truth, I'm afraid the little prince will...

"Hey." He sighed, "People get all kinds of diseases from eating whole grains. For some reason, I can't see clearly at night. Actually, it's okay, but I'm afraid that I will accidentally drop Yiyi, so I let you hold her. Actually Even if I hold her, I won't drop her, it's just..." I can only take care of the big one in my arms, but I don't know if I can take care of the small one in my stomach, so I have no choice but to ask the little prince to do it for me.

"In that case, why don't you see the doctor?"

"I am a doctor myself." Han Mengliu said lightly.

"Then how did you get this disease, and when did you get it?" Xia Zhao's voice trembled slightly, and there was anger in it.

Han Mengliu was silent.

Xia Zhao grabbed her daughter's fists and clenched them, "Tell me."

Han Mengliu hesitated again and again, and finally said: "It's been more than two months since I gave birth to Yiyi. At that time, I thought it was not easy to get back this life. It's okay to lose my eyesight at night, after all, it's rare to be so dark at ordinary times."

Xia Zhao's chest was churning, and his mouth was full of bitterness. He obviously wanted to say a lot, but in the end he was at a loss for words.Because no matter what you say, you can't relieve Han Mengliu's pain, and no matter what you say, you can't relieve the guilt in his heart.The words he vowed to protect Han Mengliu for the rest of his life were like a dead leaf falling on the water, flirtatious and frivolous, no wonder Han Mengliu was only listening.

Turning around abruptly and continuing to move forward, the only way to fight against the pain in the chest is to hold her daughter closer to her chest.

Back at the residence, he entered the door with his front foot, and Han Mengliu arrived with his back foot.Xia Zhao handed his daughter over to him, washed his hands with the cold water he had saved before, then spread the bedding, and said expressionlessly, "You sleep on the bed with Yiyi, and go back early tomorrow morning. After you go back...don't come again."

"Where do you sleep?" Han Mengliu stood in this simple room with the child in his arms.

"I can handle it all night just sitting down, you don't have to worry about it."

Han Mengliu had no choice but to settle her daughter first, and then sat with Xia Zhao at the simpler table next to the bed.The two were silent for a long time, Xia Zhao said: "Go to sleep."

"It's still early, and I'm not sleepy yet." Han Mengliu picked up a pair of scissors and fiddled with the candle on the oil lamp, "You are the one, go to sleep when you're tired, and you don't have to treat me like a guest."

Xia Zhao didn't answer, and looked at Han Mengliu's profile in the candlelight from the corner of his eye, "I always feel that you have something on your mind."

Han Mengliu paused when she turned on the lamp.

"Tell me, no matter what it is, I can bear it." Xia Zhao folded his arms.

Han Mengliu put down the scissors that turned the lamp, and sighed, "Forget it, if it were me, I would also want to know the truth. I came today and found that there is no surveillance in the dark. It can be seen that first, the emperor is not worried about your safety, because he believes You also believe that sooner or later someone will come to see you. Second, he doesn't need to monitor you, it's also because he believes that you dote on you, and he never thought of giving it to others when he was a crown prince." Turning his head, seriously And looked at Xia Zhao with compassion, "Because you were not born to the queen, but the son of the emperor and General Zhao Sheng. Moreover, the emperor was pregnant in October and gave birth to you himself."