love day

The banquet continued, with non-stop singing and dancing.

Qingtian was by the queen mother's side, listening to the old queen mother talking about the past two years.From time to time, he showed a smile, faintly, but it made people feel extraordinarily peaceful.

Although Mo Haolou was listening to the music and watching the dance, his eyes looked towards Qingtian from time to time.This child's quiet personality is nothing like his Rui'er.Because Ruier is a person in the Jianghu, her personality is actually very lively, and she even hates evil.But love is different, you ask a question, and he only answers the last sentence.

Mo Haolou remembered that the first time he saw Qingtian was in Prince Yu's Mansion, the child was held hostage by Zi Xiaolei, and now that he thinks about it, the reason why Zi Xiaolei is willing to let the child go is probably known a long time ago the child's identity.

He said his name was Qingtian.It's a love day that can be turned into a memory.Rui'er, did you choose this name to make me regret it for the rest of my life?

Gradually, Mo Haolou began to look at Qingtian openly and aboveboard. The child in front of him overlapped with his beloved woman, it seemed real and fake, it was hard to tell.He suddenly felt a pain in his heart, so he hurriedly picked up the wine glass and took a few sips.

I remembered what this child said, I want to be an emperor in the future, and I want to let children who don't have an emperor as their father no longer be bullied.

Mo Haolou suddenly felt dumbfounded again. The candidate for the crown prince he had been looking for had appeared long ago. Wasn't this predestined?This child is destined to be sent to him, and he is destined to be the most suitable candidate for the throne.

Ruier, I was wrong.When you love someone, you should not hold doubts.

But the price paid for this mistake was too great. I lost my beloved, but I couldn't recognize my child.If he admitted it, where did he put Yumu, and how would he tell this child that it was your father's suspicion that killed your mother and concubine.

And Princess Yu, following Concubine Ren Gui, quietly left the banquet.

"My sister is looking for me today, I'm afraid there is something wrong in what she said." Seeing Qingtian's appearance, Princess Yu understood the meaning of Noble Concubine Ren before the banquet.

"My younger sister is a smart person, and I don't beat around the bush. Young Master Wenqing is favored by the Queen Mother and King Xiaoyao. If this continues, he will definitely become a pillar of the country in the future. By that time, I'm afraid he will overshadow Qin, so it's not good for my younger sister." "If this little monk is really Zi Xiaorui's child, Concubine Ren has a hunch that the emperor will definitely fall on him.

The emperor's beloved Zi Yourui, coupled with the support of King Xiaoyao, if the little monk becomes the emperor, and he knows that he is the one who killed Zi Xiaorui in the future, then what will happen to him will not only be his own fate, but also that of the Ren family. The fate, plus Sen Wu's life, may be ruined just like that.

Concubine Yu knew that Ren Guifei's words made sense, even if they were sisters, they were all married as wives, and no one put their own interests first. "But even so, he is the child of a concubine, incomparable to mine, and he will never inherit the position of the prince."

"He doesn't need to inherit the position of Lord Yu, he can be canonized as Lord himself. Sister, don't forget that there is Qi Ying, if he provokes a few words in front of Mr. Wenqing, what will Mr. Wenqing do? And , Regarding the matter of his biological mother, does my sister really think that she has done everything right?" Concubine Ren Gui asked back.

"What are you talking about?" Princess Yu pretended not to understand.But I became cautious in my heart. How did my sister know these things?

"Sister, don't need to be nervous. We are sisters and a family that shares the same prosperity. After Chu Zhaozhao's death, Qi Ying also gave birth to a son. Sister, smart people will want to be together. Chu Zhaozhao's fate is not good, and the one who died is Good luck to Qi Ying herself, her son died." Concubine Ren continued.

"You..." Princess Yu turned her head and said nothing, but these words sank in her heart.In order for her son to have no worries back then, she solved Chu Zhaozhao and Qi Ying's stomach bugs. Even if she ate fast and recited Buddha every day, she would never forget these things.But she didn't regret it, she had already thought of this when she was in Hou Men.Who told her to lose her stomach, who told those shameless women to seduce the prince when she was pregnant.

But if Qingtian knew about Chu Zhaozhao... Princess Yu's eyes flashed viciously. "What does sister mean?"

Concubine Ren smiled sweetly: "Sister thinks, does the warm son look like Prince Yu, or Chu Zhaozhao?"

"Not like." Princess Yu replied very simply.Yumu's appearance is considered handsome among men, and Chu Zhaozhao is also very good, otherwise, where would his reputation come from?But compared with Qingtian, it is not at the same level.Qingtian's appearance, even if Princess Yu doesn't want to admit it, she must admit that it is really rare in the world.

When this child grows up, he will be unparalleled in beauty.

"Then my sister should understand Chu Zhaozhao's status before marrying the prince." Concubine Ren deliberately seduced him.

"Sister, what do you mean this child is not the prince's?" It was true that Chu Zhaozhao was pregnant in October, but it was exactly as what his sister said.She didn't believe the fortune teller. It just so happened that the prince married her and she became pregnant?If it's not the prince's?Concubine Yu's eyes flashed calculations, if it wasn't the prince's, then this child is over.

"I didn't mean it. I mean, be careful when sailing for thousands of years. This matter is related to the reputation of your Yu Palace, so it's better to be careful."

"But Chu Zhaozhao is dead, how can we prove that Qingtian is not the prince's child?"

"Blood confession."

"Drip blood admits you are dear?"

"Dropping blood believes that the ancient capital exists in person, even the royal family believes it, let alone the common people? My sister can try it with the blood of the prince and Qin."

A blood confession?

That night, Concubine Yu sent a message to Qing Ge who was serving her personally, asking her to go to the folk doctor to find out if this matter is feasible.

And Qingtian, because Lu Tingxu lives in Xiaoyao Palace, so the place to stay temporarily is also set in Xiaoyao Palace.But Mo Haolou was not very happy with this matter.If Qingtian lived in Chenfeng Palace, it would be convenient for him to visit his son at any time, and it would also be convenient for him to cultivate a relationship with his son, which would make it impossible for him to live outside the palace.So he was worried, so he almost thought, just let Qingtian live in Ruier's bedroom back then.

Thinking of this, Mo Haolou's heart ached again. Taking advantage of the dead of night, he stepped into a place he hadn't stepped into for five years alone.The Imperial Concubine's bedroom is more gorgeous than that of Ren Guifei, and even the magnificent style is incomparable to the Imperial Palace's bedroom.It can be seen how deep Mo Haolou's affection for Zi Xiaoleirui was back then.

Since Zi Xiaorui's death, all the people in this palace have dispersed, and this is the forbidden area of ​​the entire palace.In the beginning, Mo Haolou always stayed here, but then he went crazy and smashed everything here, since then, no one came in here again.When Mo Haolou stepped into this place at this moment, it was still the same as it was back then.

The original mirage is now a piece of dust.When Mo Haolou entered, the footprints could still be left here.Walking to the wing room, there used to be their sweetest bits and pieces in this room.There is a portrait of Zi Xiaorui hanging in the room, that is the woman he loves the most in his life.Mo Haolou took down the painting, and gently stroked the dust off the painting.The fingers were trembling, and every time they stroked, it felt so real, just like these hands were caressing her body.

Rui Er...

Mo Haolou closed his eyes, and the figure of Qingtian floated in his mind again, Xiaoqingtian, father will definitely make up for you.

Happy Palace.

Qingtian was in Xiaoyaowangfu and never had her own room. When she was young, she slept with Mo Tianqiong. Now she is not too young, so Qingtian stood in Mo Tianqiong's room, not knowing what to do.

"Take a bath to warm up first." Mo Tianqiong stood behind Qing, with his hands on Qing Tian's shoulders, "Uncomfortable?"

Qingtian shook his head: "Uncle Tianqiong, do I sleep here?"

"Naturally." Mo Tianqiong didn't think there was anything wrong, and pushed Qingtian to the bathtub behind the screen, "Let's take a bath together."

Qingtian looked back at Mo Tianqiong, then nodded.I didn't think there was anything, anyway, I got used to it.

The land area of ​​Xiaoyao Wangfu is the largest and most luxurious in this imperial capital, except for the imperial palace.Mo Tianqiong likes to enjoy, and if he has the ability to enjoy, of course he will not treat himself badly.

Warm water has been prepared in the bathtub, Mo Tianqiong stopped taking off his clothes, and he suddenly picked up Qingtian's collar with one hand, "Xiaoqingtian's hands are inconvenient right now, can I ask uncle to help you?"

Mo Tianqiong seemed to have a single-minded expression, but upon closer inspection, he could find that there was a teasing pleasure in his eyes.

Of course Qingtian doesn't understand Xiaoyaowang's eye contact. Anyway, when he was sleeping together before, his hands were inconvenient, and it was Uncle Tianqiong who helped him untie the clothes, so at this moment, Qingtian consciously put down his hands and opened his arms : "Trouble Uncle Tianqiong." The words are taken for granted.

It made Mo Tianqiong dumbfounded.

"Uncle Tianqiong?" Sitting in the bath, Qingtian closed her eyes to enjoy the water temperature.

"Huh?" Mo Tianqiong sat beside him, but turned his face sideways, looking at the child beside him with deep eyes.

"Your Majesty, is that my father?"