Come on, Your Highness

Xiao Hong's pupils shrank instantly, and the blood in his body flowed back instantly. The emperor's question was so sudden that he had no time to conceal it.

And Xiao Hong's reaction made Emperor Tiangan a little surprised: "It really is, which girl?"

Xiao Hong rolled his throat, didn't dare to nod and didn't shake his head, finally he forced a smile, pretending to easily deny it: "No, I think so, don't make random guesses!"

However, just like Xiao Hong knew his father, Emperor Tiangan still knew him well.

This hesitant gesture confirmed his guess.

The emperor glanced at him suspiciously, and then said with a smile: "If you have it, you have it. It's just a woman. If you have the right status, it doesn't matter if you give up Song Qian and marry her. I am not stubborn, and everything is in time before the imperial decree is issued."

Xiao Hong shook his head with a sneer: "How could it be? If there is such a woman, my son has already asked you to make the decision."

"It's true, she seems to be a woman who is not worthy of being a concubine, so you dare not say it." The smile on Emperor Tiangan's face remained, but his voice sank.

At that moment, Xiao Hong sensitively sensed a hint of danger in the air, and he quickly denied it: "Father, you misunderstood, my son didn't..."

"Hong'er, do you think I'm being fooled?" Emperor Tiangan looked down at Xiao Hong.

"How is it possible, you are the most wise and powerful!"

"Okay, let's talk about it, who is this woman who can make you want to give up even a princess who has a prominent family background and helped a lot?" Emperor Tiangan played with the wrench on his thumb, his tone was indifferent but full of unquestionable words. , his sharp gaze was fixed on Xiao Hong's face.

The hands on his knees were clenched suddenly, Xiao Hong didn't feel lucky for the emperor's misunderstanding, but feared.

He lowered his head, his expression was a little dazed, he didn't know how things had suddenly developed into this situation, and it was heading in a direction beyond his control.

So now, should we just kneel down on the spot and beg for perfection, or try our best to hide it?

But it seems that if you want to hide it, you can't hide it.

Emperor Tiangan didn't know about Xiao Hong's panic, but this silence seemed to confirm his guess.

The emperor frowned in an instant, and said with a sneer: "He has the ability to fascinate you so much that he hides you so deeply that I didn't even see it."

The tone was cold and piercing, and anger was brewing. Although it was not directed at Xiao Hong, it made him feel chills in his heart.

Emperor Tiangan blamed all the crimes on the person who "seduced" the current prince.

"Hong'er, an affair between a child and a daughter is a taboo for an emperor, and it can make you not even want to marry a princess. I'm afraid I can't keep such a woman for you."

Hearing this, Xiao Hong suddenly raised his head, and saw Emperor Di Tiangan's obscure expression, and the indifferent aura exuding from his body, it was obvious that the emperor had already launched a murderous intention.

In an instant, no matter how decisive the words to He Xichao were, no matter how indifferent to life and death, the idea of ​​using this unswerving unswerving in exchange for the emperor's mercy and tolerance... Under the power of Tianwei, it became a joke.

Xiao Hong finally realized the four words "the emperor is ruthless". He was very sure that if he confessed to He Xichao, he would be able to see the latter's body tomorrow. No, there was no body, and he might just disappear!

Can't, can't say!

Xiao Hong's forehead was sweating slightly, he didn't care about the wound on his knee, and knelt down: "Father, forgive me!"

There are some things that cannot be thought about carefully, once the clues are discovered, everything will be unraveled.

Emperor Tiangan thought for a while, and many things that seemed to happen by accident became deliberate: "Three years ago, when Xiunu was elected, Hong'er, did you..."

"No!" Xiao Hong denied it without waiting for Emperor Tiangan to finish, "My son didn't even know her at that time, how could it be..."

Halfway through his speech, he immediately stopped talking, leaving only a bewildered expression on his face.

Emperor Tiangan narrowed his eyes, his expression was as cold as frost, but he suddenly smiled and said, "Hong'er, I'm not unreasonable. It's hard to find someone you like. Tell me and give her to me." It’s okay to give it to you. I don’t have enough status, so I’ll be a concubine.”

This is clearly a trap.

A person can make him like it, but he can't make him not want the princess.

It is her sin to refuse to marry and indulge in love.

Even if it's not her, but him.

Thinking of this, Xiao Hong bent down and kowtowed: "Father, don't ask, there is nothing. All these are my own obsessions and have nothing to do with others."

"He Xichao doesn't know either?"

Suddenly mentioning the three words He Xichao, Xiao Hong almost had a cardiac arrest.

His regret...

How could he put He Xichao in any danger!

Xiao Hong took a deep breath, tried to maintain that calmness, looked directly into Emperor Tiangan's eyes and said affirmatively: "Xi Chao won't say anything, even if you force him to ask him to death, he will not betray his son! I The people around me are only loyal to me!"

Xiao Hong had a stubborn look on his face. Although he was kneeling on the ground, he refused to give in at all. His eyes that did not dodge showed that he would rather die than surrender.

This is to protect that person to death!

This gesture just made the emperor sullen: "Are you trying to deceive the emperor?"

Xiao Hong pursed his lips, his eyes were wet and red, and said in a low voice: "It's obviously my fault, my wishful thinking, how can I implicate him? Father, even the royal family has to be reasonable. Your son likes it. Otherwise, I'm sorry He is also sorry for you."

Xiao Hong said as he bent down and kowtowed: "If you want to punish me, punish me!"

Emperor Tiangan recalled in a daze that nine years ago when Xiao Hong was still in his study, he had beaten up a bunch of younger brothers and cousins ​​for He Xichao, and he had done so with all his might.

In fact, they all came from the young Mu Ai, and Emperor Tiangan didn't understand feelings.

But this is the eldest son he places the greatest hope in. He can see the vigor and vitality from Xiao Hong, the image of a prosperous and wise king.

Emperor Tiangan felt that Xiao Hong could inherit and carry forward the brilliance that he himself could not and could not create.

How could such an excellent and perfect son fall in love?The emperor is really worried about someone who will make Xiao Hong lose his mind, affect his emotions, and even affect his decision-making in the future.

However, when Xiao Hong refused to let go, how could he force him again and again, insisting on digging out that person?

If that's the case, the intimacy between their father and son may be wiped out.

The family affection of the royal family is too precious. Emperor Tiangan couldn't imagine that if Xiao Hong had a relationship with him because of this, what was hidden under the obedient appearance was not a heart of admiration and intimacy, but a heart full of resentment, jealousy counted...

Thinking of this, Emperor Tiangan couldn't help calming down, and then looked at Xiao Hong who was knelt motionless with his head on the ground, sighed deeply, and stretched out his hand: "Since you don't say anything, I won't force you. Get up , the ground is cold, and there are still wounds, so don't worry me anymore."

Xiao Hong raised his head when he heard the words, his eyes were dazed but grateful: "Thank you, father, for your understanding." He took the emperor's hand and stood up.

However, Emperor Tiangan did not let go, but only held it tighter, and earnestly said: "Hong'er, you must remember your identity. I want to hand over this great country to you with peace of mind. Let me down!"

The emperor's hand is no longer as big as his son's. Xiao Hong held it in his hand with mixed feelings in his heart. He nodded heavily: "My son swears that everything he does is worthy of the country and the country, and he will not be slack under the influence of any feelings. Follow closely Your footsteps. Just..."

He looked at the emperor, and put his other hand on his heart, pleading in his eyes, "But there is always a persistence, I want to make me struggle again, maybe I can't get the result, but it's not time to give up yet, I can't be relieved anyway. So... Father, I beg you not to give me a marriage, please give me some more time to figure it out for myself, okay?"

"Is that why you invited yourself to go north?" Emperor Tiangan asked.

"Yes, and no." Xiao Hong answered simply this time, "I have to bear the responsibilities that I should fulfill as a prince, but I also want to take this opportunity to avoid the marriage I don't want. Father, I want to concentrate on military affairs without distraction, and wait until I get back." I should be able to give you an answer when the time comes, and then I will invite you to ask for a holy judge."

Xiao Hong refused Eunuch Huang's support and walked out of the Qingzheng Hall.

The wound on his knee was in pain again from kneeling.

But Xiao Hong didn't pay attention to it, he walked into the sun and bathed in the warmth of the light.

Although the final result was that the emperor couldn't hold him back and agreed to postpone the marriage.

However, the process made him extremely uneasy.

He has confessed everything about his personal affair, but Emperor Tiangan doesn't know who that person is.

Almost, almost, once he couldn't hold back...

He returned to the palace and sat in the study, with the resumes of generals brought from the official department spread out in front of him, some of which had been circled in red, presumably they went north together this time.

But he didn't have the heart to look at these things. Thinking about when He Xichao wanted to give up, he was the one who fought for it again, and he felt that he was really a heinous bastard.

He rubbed his face with his hands, feeling restless.

Suddenly, Xiao Tunzi's voice came from the door.

"Master Xichao, His Highness is inside."

Xiao Hong stared blankly with his head crumpled into a chicken coop, turned his head and looked out the window, at some point the sky had completely darkened, and He Xichao came back from class.

The door was pushed open, and the dim light made He Xichao frowned: "It's so dark, what are you doing?"

Xiao Dunzi lit up the surroundings of the study, and He Xichao saw clearly the booklet spread out in front of Xiao Hong, and couldn't help but glance at him suspiciously.

"Your Highness, young master, is it time for dinner?" Xiao Dunzi asked.

He Xichao nodded: "Well, let's go."

As soon as Xiao Dunzi left, He Xichao closed the study door, turned to Xiao Hong, leaned on the table, and looked at him fixedly.

"Xi Chao..."

He Xichao raised his hand, and pulled the lock of hair that was tied into a bun by Xiao Hong. Looking at the sluggish face, he couldn't help laughing.

"Cheated out by the emperor?"

Xiao Hong nodded, but shook his head again, and asked, "How do you know?"

"Rejecting marriage for no reason, what else can it do if you don't have another love? If you are too considerate, you have selfishness." He Xichao wrapped Xiao Hong's lock of hair behind his ears, tilted his head, "It's better to let someone comb it, this look is too silly."

Xiao Hong got up suddenly, and hugged He Xichao: "Xichao, I'm afraid, Father will not hurt me, but he will definitely hurt you."

"Well, since ancient times, the king's mediocrity has been the cause of beauty's misfortune, oh, I am blue-faced misfortune."

At this moment, He Xichao still had the heart to joke around.

Xiao Hong was about to speak, but He Xichao asked, "What did you say?"