"Mother Concubine, where are you? I thought you had gone out." Ji Huaimo turned his head away, deliberately not looking at those scrolls, nor responding to Wang Fei's questioning.

But the princess obviously didn't intend to let him go, she was still aggressive.She picked up a chair and sat down, "Ji Huaimo, is this your attitude when my concubine talks to you? Sure enough, it was taught by your father, there are no rough people..."

"You can scold me, but you can't scold my father in front of me! I know that you have hated my father and me all these years, but I didn't expect that this is the truth." He tremblingly pointed at the place. A pile of picture scrolls scattered all over the place without knowing when.

"Your father? Hmph, if it wasn't for your father back then, would I have fallen to this point?"

"What do you mean?"

"If it hadn't been for your father to seize love with a knife, I should be the imperial concubine now."

The princess looked far away, and slowly told a story about the past.

It was only then that Ji Huaimo knew that his mother was indeed a noble daughter of Luodu, the daughter of the old prime minister who was beheaded to death more than [-] years ago.In one night, from a proud daughter of the sky to a prisoner, the gap in the middle can be imagined.

Just when she was desperate and wanted to commit suicide, the prince at that time, who is now Emperor Anping, found her and expressed his willingness to ask her father to marry her to save her from the crime.

But when she was waiting with joy for her childhood sweetheart, the prince brother, to come to marry her, she was shocked to hear that the upstart King of Jibei also asked the Holy One to marry her, and the Holy One had already agreed.

Inexplicably, she was urgently sent to North Hebei to marry the King of North Hebei. Since then, she has never had the chance to set foot in Luodu again for more than 20 years.

"Do you know? The house he gave you is the place where I lived when I was not married, my father's house."

"What?" Ji Huaimo couldn't believe what he heard. He only thought it was the mansion of some sinner, but he never expected that it belonged to his nominal grandfather.

In Luodu, how many filthy secrets are there that he hasn't found out yet?

The princess sneered, "So, you shouldn't have been born at all. Your existence all shows the fact that I am no longer innocent."

"Innocent?" Ji Huaimo really couldn't listen anymore. Is this woman still living in a dream and not awake?At this moment, all his illusions about his mother were finally completely shattered.

"If your father hadn't rescued you from the sea of ​​suffering in time, do you think you would have survived to this day? Or do you think he would really marry you?"

"..."

"Who is he? I've seen it better than you in the past two years. Go outside and listen," Ji Huaimo pointed to the door, "Who doesn't the people in Luodu say that today's emperor loves the former queen the most, even with a little pampering?" her two children."

"If it wasn't for your father, these would have been mine."

"Are you still dreaming? Do you know? A good husband and a good father in the eyes of others, but he poisoned his wife to death 20 years ago, and caused his son to suffer from the root cause of the disease for 20 years."

"You are talking nonsense!"

"I'm not talking nonsense."

"How did you know?"

"I have my own channel. The child in your impression who would only cry for his mother has grown up. He is now a captain of the dynasty. He earned it by his own ability. He has more channels than you to know about this. thing."

The princess believed eight percent in her heart, but she didn't show it on the surface, "So what? It just means that he doesn't like that woman."

"Then does he like you again? If he really likes you, why hasn't he contacted you for so many years? Why didn't he take you over? Don't say he can't do it. If the king of a country really wants to do it, what can't he do?" Arrived? In the end, it’s just a matter of scruples.”

"..."

"He is afraid that the world will comment, and he is afraid that the image he has painstakingly built will collapse overnight. Wake up, mother concubine, he only has himself in his heart. In other words, when he approached you back then, who knows what secrets are there? Maybe it is with the old lady. The prime minister's sudden conviction is related to it, mother concubine, you are so smart, why don't you think about it? Don't you dare to think about it?"

As soon as Ji Huaimo finished speaking, he was slapped by the princess.She was a woman with little strength, but it made Ji Huaimo, who was defenseless, turn her head.

"Don't say it...don't say it..."

Ji Huaimo covered his face, and opened his eyes wide in disbelief, "Stop it? Then can you stop beating? In your eyes, you are the only one."

You really are a perfect match.Ji Huaimo did not say this sentence.

At this moment, great hatred suddenly surged in his heart.He took another deep look at his mother, and then walked out without saying anything.

When he walked outside, he unexpectedly saw King Jibei standing at the door.

He looked at him awkwardly, then walked away with his head down.When he walked to the corridor, he saw King Jibei walk into the room out of the corner of his eye.

It turned out that his mother had such a relationship with Emperor Anping.

After returning to his room, Ji Huaimo hurriedly repaired a letter, told An Qinyang about the matter, and asked him to help him make up his mind.

When An Qinyang learned of this important secret, he suddenly realized that many joints that he couldn't figure out before could now be figured out.

For example, why did his father hate Ji Huaimo for no reason?Why insist on cutting the feudal clan?What happened twenty years ago?Who are involved?

One pile after another seems to have the answer but still seems to be in the fog.

"You said, could it be that the emperor approached your mother for another purpose, and also approached my mother?"

"I think so."

"Hmph, he really does everything he can to achieve his goal. So, what is his goal?"

"I think it may have something to do with immortality, or bringing the dead back to life."

"what?"

"Ping Jun, have you forgotten Wen Renzhe in Dali Temple?"

"I didn't forget. I was going to deal with him later."

"How do you want to deal with him?"

"There are my people in Dali Temple, and there are many ways to make him have no way to survive and die, and no trace can be seen."

"..." Ji Huaimo understood, and said with a rare smile, "Don't kill him yet, he's still very useful."

"I know, there will always be a sigh of relief for him."

"Yeah." Ji Huaimo nodded, "Let's not talk about him, by the way, after you left that day, I picked up someone at the door of the room, your sixth son should report it to you, right?"

"Ah."

"Then why didn't you ask me?" Ji Huaimo got up from his arms in surprise.

"Just such a small matter, do we need him to interrupt our rare time alone? Don't worry about this person, leave it to Mu Liu, he will take care of it, and won't cause trouble to you."

"Well, then I don't care about it. I think his origin is a bit unknown, maybe there is an inner ghost in your sixth layman."

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