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Thinking about this, Mo Yanchi fell into another kind of panic. He ran out of the palace, urging the coachman to drive the horses quickly. When the passers-by saw that it was the royal carriage, they didn't dare to block the way, and hurried to one side.

There was no stopping along the way, and the journey that originally took half an hour only took a cup of tea to arrive at the Second Prince's Mansion.

Seeing the carriage stopped, the guard ran over to wait for Mo Yichi to get off the horse, but he didn't want the people in the carriage to lift the curtain, jumped out of the carriage without looking up, and rushed to the side garden where Mo Niang was.

Mo Niang was sitting at the bedside embroidering, and there were two maids who were guarding the door.She has been here for almost a month, except for the occasional outing to admire the flowers and the moon, she basically stays at home, it seems that she really just came to take refuge.

The maid outside the door saw Mo Yanchi rushing over, glanced at each other, stepped forward to stop him, and said, "Your Highness, why are you here?"

"Go away!" Mo Yanchi was full of hostility, stretched out his hand and pushed away the two maids who were not weak in martial arts, pushed the door open, and saw Mo Niang who raised her hand to pick the thread at a glance.

When Mo Niang heard the movement, she raised her head and looked outside the door. When she saw that it was Mo Yanchi, she unfolded it and said, "Chi'er, are you willing to see me?"

Mo Yanchi walked over, snatched the stretcher from her hand, and slammed it on the ground, the attached embroidery needle fell to the ground without a sound.He said cruelly: "Who am I? They all say that I am not the second prince, so who am I?"

Mo Niang looked nervous, she faltered and couldn't say a complete sentence.

"Tell me! Didn't you say I'm sorry and I'm sorry for the queen? If I'm not the second prince, then what about the real second prince!" Mo Yanchi grabbed Mo Niang's wrist and asked aggressively.

Mo Niang trembled with her fingers and said in surprise, "They all know?"

One sentence is worth a thousand words.

Mo Yanchi could hardly stand still, he let go of Mo Niang's hand, and said timidly: "Then am I your child?"

Mo Niang covered her face and wept, she shook her head and said, "Chi'er, I... I don't know who your biological parents are either."

She talked about the night when she first arrived at Wangxiangtai 15 years ago. It was a rainy night. She climbed over a mountain with the sleeping second prince on her back. She was too tired to lift her feet, so she entered a dilapidated temple. , ready to leave after a night of rest.

Mo Niang was about to take a rest when suddenly there was a weak cry of a baby in her ears. She followed the sound and found that it was a skinny baby half-buried in the soil, because the heavy rain washed away most of the soil. As for letting him be smothered to death.Mo Niang couldn't bear it, so she carried him into the temple.

Before she could wipe the child clean, there was a commotion from the foot of the mountain, mixed with the cry of a woman.Mo Niang listened for a while, and it turned out that it was the woman's husband who thought the child had died of illness. In order not to make the woman sad, he secretly took it out and buried it in the rainy night. She didn't want the woman to find out and ran up the mountain to find someone regardless of the heavy rain. .

Mo Niang originally wanted to leave the place after leaving him in the temple, but suddenly felt that it would be safer to put the second prince with that family than she took with her, so she left the second prince behind and took another child away, including one of them. Nothing was taken away.

After that, she settled down at Wangxiang Terrace, and wanted to inquire about what happened that night, but she was new here, and no one was willing to approach her, so the matter was left alone.

Mo Niang was imprisoned in the side garden in a disguised form, so naturally she didn't know the rumors outside, but Mo Yichi knew it clearly, so he was the real "Xiao Zhijin".

But in Xiao's father and Xiao's mother's heart, their original child had already died of illness, and even the bones could not be found.

Mo Yanchi smiled wryly, "Okay, very good."

After finishing speaking, he silently glanced at Mo Niang, then turned around and left.

Seeing Mo Yanchi leaving sadly, the maid who had been guarding the door and dared not go in whispered, "Do you need to tell my lord?"

"Let's talk, my lord cares so much about His Highness, if you hide it without authorization, you may be blamed."

The two coincided with each other, got together and wrote a letter, which was handed over to Xing Yan.

After receiving the letter, Xing Yan saw that the envelope read "Master's Dear Parents" and put the letter into his arms. He sat in the carriage outside the palace gate and waited for Xiao Know everything.

At this moment, Xiao Zhijin was confronting Emperor Hongzhi.

Emperor Hongzhi thought that he had misidentified the prince, so he asked Xiao Zhijin to confirm, but Xiao Zhijin denied it without saying anything, Xiao Zhijin knelt down on his knees and said: "I am not the second prince, please trust your majesty. "

"How do you know you're not?" Emperor Hongzhi raised his eyebrows and asked.Now that things have happened, he has to believe that Xiao Zhijin really doesn't care about the position of prince. After all, Xiao Zhijin not only tried his best to refute, but also defended Mo Yichi in his tone.If it wasn't really unintentional, how could he do this.

"Father and son, monarch and minister, ministers can still tell the difference." Xiao Zhijin smiled, staring at Emperor Hongzhi with his eyes, forcing him to make a quick decision.

"Hahaha, you are really sincere." Emperor Hongzhi smiled, then suppressed his smile, and said: "It's obvious that someone plotted against Chi'er, but that person was extremely cautious, and even my slain soldiers couldn't find out. "

"But Your Majesty, if the mastermind cannot be found, wouldn't the Second Prince..." Xiao Zhijue said.

Emperor Hongzhi sighed: "Of course I know, that's why I came to discuss with you."

Xiao Zhi was puzzled and asked, "What is your majesty's opinion?"

Emperor Hongzhi signaled Xiao Zhijin to come forward, and whispered in his ear: "If I pretend to recognize you as the prince, will the other party use this to make a move against Chi'er, so as to lure the snake out of the hole."

"Your Majesty must not do so. This will not only hurt the second prince's heart, but also put him in a dangerous situation. The rectification of his name in the future will be criticized even more. It will be recorded in the history books in the future, and it will be an indelible stain." Xiao Zhi Kneeling on the cold slate, bowing his head to advise, the slate under him was wiped clean, and he could even see his nervous and panicked face.

Emperor Hongzhi never expected that Xiao Zhijin would be so considerate, he immediately dispelled his doubts, he shook his head and said: "I don't know, it's just that I settled this matter, and there will be a second or third time in the future. I can't guarantee that I can protect him every time."

"I can do it!" Xiao Zhijuan said without hesitation.

Emperor Hongzhi didn't know Xiao Zhijin's identity yet, he only thought that he was eager to protect the Lord, so he didn't read the mystery of this sentence carefully, but smiled happily: "Chi'er has you as a friend, I am really relieved. It's just I have made up my mind on this matter, and the rest is up to you, Xiao Qing."

"This..." Xiao Zhi dare not nod.

Emperor Hongzhi knew his doubts, and said: "I have also considered history books and Chi'er's safety, this world belongs to me, so I can protect Chi'er, of course, I will not force you, you go back and think about it. "

Xiao Zhi could not convince the stubborn emperor, so he stood up and resigned.

Having entered the palace many times, he was already familiar with the direction of travel, so he didn't let the palace people follow him, and walked slowly in the alleys of the deep palace alone.

He walked very slowly, memorizing the scenery in the palace one by one, trying to find the traces of Mo Yanchi's passing by, but although the palace is quiet and solemn, there are still countless people who come and go here every day, and Mo Yanchi leaves the palace. It has been more than a year since the mansion was established, so there will be no traces left, everything is just his self-righteous thoughts.

Before leaving, Mo Yichi told him to bring Xiaolongbao, even though he was full of thoughts, Xiao Zhijin never forgot, and he planned to go to the long street after leaving the palace gate.

Xing Yan, who had been waiting for a long time, saw a familiar figure, drove away, stopped him, and said, "Master, I'm here to pick you up."

Xiao Zhijin got into the carriage, motioned to go to the long street, and asked, "Is there something wrong?"

"The person guarding Mo Jiao sent this letter just now, so I sent it." Xing Yan stuffed the letter to Xiao Zhijin, raised his hand and lightly knocked the horse's back, and drove the horse forward.

Xiao Zhijin lowered the curtain of the car, opened the letter, looked at it for a long time, and then said: "It seems that Mo Jiao cannot be kept."

Although Mo Yanchi said that he hates Mo Jiao, but after all, they have been together day and night for 15 years. There is no blood relationship, but there is also this mutual affection. .

Originally Xiao Zhijin was on guard against her, but he didn't want to show his feet this time.

Xing Yan nodded and said, "In the past two days, I will have someone deal with her."

"Well, this matter can't be delayed, so as not to cause complications."

The court was already in chaos, Xiao Zhi didn't want to suffer from the enemy.

The vendor selling steamed buns had a very good business today, and Xiao Zhijin was out of the palace late again, by the time he rushed over, the vendor had already packed his things and was ready to go home.

Xiao Zhiquan is a regular customer, the vendor recognized him, and when he saw him, he smiled and said, "Master Xiao, you are late today, the steamed buns are sold out."

"Business is so good today." Xiao Zhijin stopped getting off the carriage and joked.

The merchant's face was full of happiness, and he said: "No, it's only been a while before it's sold out."

Xiao Zhijin couldn't buy the steamed buns that Mo Yanchi wanted, so he bought some sweet-scented osmanthus cakes to take with him, and then went back home.

Xing Yan had a mission, so he disappeared after grabbing half of the sweet-scented osmanthus cake.Xiao Zhi shook his head helplessly, carrying another copy to look for Mo Yanchi everywhere.

Asked the people in the study and the front hall, but there was no one there, so without thinking about it, he knew that Mo Yanchi was hiding in the bedroom again, dejected.This is a little secret that Xiao Zhijin discovered, every time Mo Yanchi was unhappy, he would hide in the house and refuse to see anyone.

Xiao Zhijin walked around to the back hall, and as expected, he saw Ye Min with a bitter face.He didn't want to hear Ye Min complain, so he jumped to the back of the house, opened the window and got in.

Mo Yanchi was sitting on the bed with his knees in his arms, thinking about it, he didn't turn his head when he heard the familiar footsteps, he didn't know what he was thinking.

"The steamed buns were sold out, so I bought some sweet-scented osmanthus cakes, Your Highness won't blame me." Xiao Zhi didn't care much, and took out the dim sum.

Mo Yanchi moved a little, and said: "I am not some highness, I stole your seat."

Xiao Zhijin got up and walked over, sat on the bed with his back to back, he looked at the beam, and said: "This seat has always been yours, why did you believe it based on a portrait three years ago, but now Don't believe me?"

"But everyone says I'm not, even my father..." Mo Yanchi said.

"Who says everyone, I don't believe it, are you willing to believe those people who have no reason with you, and you don't want to believe me?" Xiao Zhijin persuaded.

Everyone can disbelieve, but Mo Yanchi can't.A person who even denies himself, what can he use to compete with others.