The identity of the direct son - Xu I's prosperous world

Ji Heng confronted the emperor coldly with a blank face. He had enough sense to analyze this matter. He knew that the emperor was such a jealous jar, and he had been angry many times because of Xu Qilang, but Ji Heng couldn't imagine, Because the emperor is so jealous of Xu Qilang, he will sever all ties with Xu Qilang from now on. Therefore, whether the final result is his own fault or the emperor's fault, it is impossible for reason to draw a conclusion From an emotional point of view, does he hate the emperor? Maybe he really does. When he saw Xu Qilang being killed and burned to a mess, he hated him so much that he wanted to eat the emperor raw.

But after ten or 20 days of running around, he found that hatred will be worn away. When he really saw the emperor, he saw that he was thin and haggard so far because he had to take care of his son. He cried in front of himself and said that he was afraid that his son would die. Yes, he said that he couldn't bear Yang Qi'er, when he looked at his son, the gentle eyes, and the laughter and scolding when he was with his son, all of them were the most gentle and ordinary people, Ji Heng couldn't hate anymore at this time, But, if he doesn't hate, what will he do? He doesn't know, he doesn't even want to think about it, he can't think of a result.

He is willing to encounter catastrophe, and the person who is willing to die is himself and not Xu Qilang, but even if such wishful prayers are of no use, people cannot be resurrected after death, and he is still alive, so the emperor must live well.

Ji Heng had a lot of thoughts in his mind, how he could answer the emperor's words, he couldn't answer.

After the emperor learned from Fu Yang that Ji Heng knew that he ordered Xu Qilang to be killed, the emperor thought about many situations where the two confronted each other because of this matter, and thoughts of sophistry flashed through his mind, but in the end, He is the emperor, he has his own dignity, he is Ji Heng's husband, he has his own majesty, he can't argue like that, he has given that order, he has never regretted it, and he feels that he will not regret it.

But at this time, seeing Ji Heng's expressionless face, but the depths of his eyes full of pain, he felt that he was shaken, maybe because he was guarding Yang Qi'er some time ago, facing the fear that he would die young all the time, he understood the preciousness of life , and the pain of loss.

The emperor lowered his head first under Ji Heng's gaze, and suddenly he hugged Ji Heng tightly, choked up and said, "Don't hate me, don't."

Ji Heng could no longer keep his composure on his face, he raised his head, tears gushed out of his eyes, the tears he didn't shed since Xu Qilang's death came out in a rush, he was almost unable to speak, The voice was hoarse and intermittent, "Why did you do that. You know that I care about him, and that has nothing to do with love. I wrote to you like that to plead with you, why are you so cruel."

The emperor couldn't argue, he just hugged Ji Heng tightly, Ji Heng took a deep breath, reached out his hand to wipe the tears from his face, and said in a low voice, "I'm already covered in blood and murder, Qilang's death is justified I carry it."

The emperor didn't know what to say, he couldn't say a word of apology, but he did regret it in his heart, and it took him a long time to say in a hoarse voice, "Let me carry it all. In the future, you will be buried with me. It should be together."

Ji Heng whispered, "Qilang, Qilang..."

He wanted to say that he once hoped that he would marry a wife and have children, that his wife would be virtuous and his son would be filial, and that his life would be smooth. He never thought that he would die so young, and that he would kill him himself.

But he couldn't say it, it was too heavy to make a sound.

Both of them remained silent until the night gradually deepened. They each had their own thoughts, but neither of them knew how to resolve the knot in their hearts. It was the female officer outside asking for instructions at the door, "Your Majesty, Your Excellency, His Royal Highness is awake!" , did not see the emperor and adults, and cried."

Only then did the emperor let go of Ji Heng, and the bodies of both of them went numb. The emperor said to Ji Heng, "Junqing, you are tired, you should rest first, and I will just go and see Qi'er."

Ji Heng didn't look at him, and he really didn't move. The emperor moved his numb body with difficulty to get off the couch, and then left the room.

Although the female officer outside did not dare to raise her head to observe the emperor, when the emperor walked past her, he always felt the pressure of the emperor rushing towards her, which made her very surprised and uneasy, because since Ji Heng came back, it was the first time that the emperor gave people such satisfaction. It's the feeling of stress.

The emperor went to the west room, Yang Qi'er was already awake, sitting on the bed, the female officer teased him, wanted to hold him to pee, but he refused, crying with his mouth puckered, but his eyes were looking around, wasn't he Who are you looking for Ji Heng and the emperor?

He fell asleep in Ji Heng's arms, but woke up on the bed alone, feeling very terrified.

The emperor walked up to him, picked him up, and coaxed him in a low voice, "My dear Qier, what's the matter?"

Seeing the emperor, Yang Qi'er stopped crying, but still looked around, and shouted, "Where's Father?"

The emperor teased him with a smile, "If you have a father, you don't need a father, right?"

Yang Qi'er knew that his father could not be offended, so he lowered his head weakly. The emperor sighed in his heart, and carried him to the east. He knew that it was despicable for him to use his son to soften Ji Heng's heart, but, He can't let Ji Heng keep ignoring him.

Carrying her son into the east room, she didn't expect that Ji Heng had already sat on the other side, and she was grinding ink slowly. Yang Qi'er saw Ji Heng, he was actually sleepy, and he still didn't fully wake up at this time. So he didn't notice the low air pressure on Ji Heng's body at all, nor did he notice Ji Heng's expressionless face and deep eyes. He moved in the emperor's arms, and stretched out his hand to Ji Heng, "Father, hug... "

Ji Heng had no choice but to raise his head, his eyes were still a little red, and his throat was a little hoarse. Facing Yang Qier's stickiness, he frowned, but had no choice but to put down the ink stick, and wiped his hands again. Standing up, he took his son from the emperor's arms. Yang Qier still had some rashes and scabs on his forehead, so Yang Qier felt itchy and wanted to raise his hand to scratch his forehead. Ji Heng hugged him and sat down. He grabbed his hand and coaxed, "Don't grab it, it will hurt."

Yang Qi'er arched her body in his arms, and after yawning, she was about to fall asleep again. The emperor opened his mouth to say something, but he didn't say anything in the end, so he had to sit down and read the memorial.

The two of them seemed to be completely avoiding talking about Xu Qilang's death, but both of them knew that if they didn't talk about it, there would always be a barrier between them when they faced each other in the future.

But although both of them are smart enough, they don't know how to solve this matter at all.

Xu Qilang is dead, how can the living fight for death.

Only then did the emperor realize that he had handled the matter badly, so he even pushed Ji Heng's heart on Xu Qilang.

Yang Qi'er moved in Ji Heng's arms, and soon fell asleep again, so Ji Heng had no choice but to hold him. The emperor saw that there was a pen and paper in front of him, so he asked without words, "What do you want to write, come on!" Let's write."

Ji Heng gently stroked his son's hair with his fingers, looked up at the emperor, and said, "It's nothing."

Having said that, he stared at the emperor again and said, "I'll go home tomorrow."

The emperor's eyes flickered, and he didn't answer for a moment. He lowered his head to look at the memorial in front of him, and then reluctantly said, "Qi'er can't leave you now, are you going to let him go?"

Ji Heng said, "I can't take care of the children in the palace every day."

Seeing that Ji Heng was going to be angry, the emperor said quickly, "You know that's not what I meant."

Ji Heng then said, "Your Majesty, in fact, these days I have often been thinking about what that Master Shen Xin said. He said that Qi'er should be sent out of the palace to be raised for a try. Qi'er is indeed in poor health recently, and I heard that He was also in poor health before, let's try, how."

Although the emperor is busy every day and doesn't have much time to take care of his son himself, he still hopes that when he wants to see his son, he will be by his side. If he is sent out of the palace to raise him, how can he have so much time to see his son? He was sent out of the palace, he was sure that Ji Heng would never stay in the palace again, now that his son was his life-saving magic weapon, how could he send this life-saving magic weapon away.

The emperor looked at his son who was sleeping like a bug in Ji Heng's arms. Yang Qi'er didn't know that her parents had quarreled. She smelled his good smell in Ji Heng's arms and felt the warmth of her embrace. , sleeping very soundly, eyelashes curled quietly, a small nose, a small mouth, the mouth is still slightly open.

Ji Heng stared at his son softly. This picture was the same as the picture of the Virgin and Child that the emperor liked. After some hesitation, the emperor said, "For Qi'er's body, send him to be raised outside the palace. It’s okay for a while, it happens that the Henglan Palace is in the east, and I will move to live in the Henglan Palace, anyway, there are hot springs there, so I can teach Qi’er how to swim.”

When the emperor said this, his eyes were always secretly looking at Ji Heng, and he even felt a little uneasy. Ji Heng asked, "Is the Henglan Palace the original Yuyuan Palace?"

The emperor replied, "Exactly, last autumn, I changed its name."

Ji Heng sighed in his heart, and said, "If that's the case, let's go."

The emperor looked at Ji Heng again, "Come and live here, too."

Ji Heng frowned, "Where are the officials living with the emperor in the palace?"

The emperor said, "Why not? There was no precedent in the previous dynasty. The government was busy and the emperor was recuperating in the palace, so he let the ministers also serve in the palace."

Ji Heng didn't respond.

The emperor said, "Besides, I don't know much about the southeast affairs, so you have to continue to take care of it. How can you do it without me. And Qi'er can't do without you at all."

After the emperor finished speaking like this, Yang Qi'er moved in Ji Heng's arms, grabbed her hands, and put them on Ji Heng's chest.

Ji Heng took his hand off and put it in the blanket that wrapped him, but still shook his head, "No."

The emperor lowered his head, "I really regret it now, I shouldn't have ordered Xu Qilang to get rid of. I was so angry that I ordered it like that. You can make up for whatever you want, but you can't treat me like this. Ignore it. We are husband and wife, if we want to be like this because of his birth, if we go back to that time, no matter how angry I am, I will not order it."

There was sadness in the emperor's voice, and Ji Heng actually couldn't be cruel to him, but at this moment he shook his head, "It's not just because of this, I do have a lot of things to do. It's really not good to stay in the palace all the time. "

The emperor wanted to continue, but Ji Heng interrupted him directly, "Your Majesty, don't force me anymore."

The emperor had no choice but to shut up.

Ji Heng was in a daze alone, when he raised his head suddenly and said ah, the emperor was startled by him, "What's wrong?"

Ji Heng whispered, "Qi'er peed."

emperor,"……"

Yang Qi'er pissed all over Ji Heng's body, and he himself was still sleeping very soundly, and he wanted to reach out to grab Ji Heng's chest.