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Xia Ziwei found out who her real father was when her grandfather died at the age of 15.

He has always known that he is an illegitimate child, the product of his mother Xia Yuhe's illegitimate child.

His grandfather, that is, the master of the Xia family, was born as a scholar, a very good family background. If his mother talked about marriage carefully, she would marry into a scholarly family and take care of her husband and raise her children... But unfortunately, after getting married Met his father before.

It is said that that day, to avoid the rain, his biological father went to Xia's house for a small sit. During this sit, he met his mother, and then the small sit became a small stay.After the short stay, the father returned to Beijing, and he had agreed to pick up his mother to come to Beijing within three months.However, after that, he never came... Maybe he forgot about his mother as soon as he returned to Beijing.

The old man of the Xia family had his own pride. He was so angry that he almost died of illness, but when his daughter was born, he saw that he was a leader and came back to life.From then on, regardless of his daughter, he began to teach his grandson well.

He taught his grandson for 15 years. After his grandson passed the provincial examination, he finally couldn't hold on to his illness. He fell down and handed over the family business to the child he raised, called him to him, and said intermittently Knowing the other party's life experience.

It turned out that the old couple of Xia's family knew how his father treated his mother back then, but...they wanted to make this happen in their hearts, and even hoped that this would happen.

Because... my own father... is the current Holy Majesty.

When Xia Ziwei heard this, he was so frightened that he almost knelt down, but luckily he knelt in the first place.

He finally understood why his grandfather and grandmother sometimes looked at him so complicatedly.Every time when others gossip, they all look like they are holding their breath, and when they come back, they look at themselves with a crying and laughing expression.

"Ziwei, you were supposed to be the proud son of heaven, but you suffered because of your grandfather's uselessness." Master Xia felt remorse when he thought of it, hating his intelligent grandson for being trapped here. The best education, "And you, after three years, go to the capital, ah. Although I don't want you to see him, but after all...you are of royal blood..."

Master Xia gave a lot of instructions intermittently, until finally his voice gradually dropped.Xia Ziwei knelt on the bedside and listened quietly, did he say "yes", until the old man on the hospital bed was silent again, he suddenly burst into tears, knocked his head three times heavily, and suddenly had a feeling in his heart Bit of a grudge.

However, this bit of resentment dissipated quickly, and he slowly regained his calm.

He stood up, his slightly immature face full of determination.

As an illegitimate child, his identity has always been criticized by others. Although he is protected by his grandparents, he has been criticized and stared at since he was a child by the pointing of outsiders and the invisible exclusion of people in the academy. Naturally, he has blamed his mother, He hated his father, but now that he knew his father's identity, he suddenly found that he didn't feel it all at once.

After all, the identity of the other party is too far away; after all, he has never appeared in my life; after all, I can't even question him...

As for the proud son of heaven...he didn't think about it at all.A person who can forget his mother, how much affection can he expect from the other party?What if you think you are a royal taint and want to kill someone?

Let's put it this way... Is it because my grandfather asked his master to teach him how to learn martial arts because he was afraid that he would encounter danger in the future?Will someone murder themselves?

For a moment, the young master of the Xia family, who started the conspiracy theory, washed away the sadness in his heart and began to worry.

However, Master Xia actually... really just set an educational policy for his grandson because of a certain emperor who boasted that he was both civil and military.

Three years later, Xia Mansion————

"Mother, did you call me?" Xia Ziwei stepped into the room with a calm expression.

After three years, he has grown from that immature boy to a young and promising young man.

And three years ago, she won the No.2 of the provincial examination, and she was already a Juren. If it wasn't for Master Xia's death and he had to keep his filial piety, she should have gone to Beijing to catch the examination the year before last.

Even so, he has already been spotted by many local wives who have daughters of the right age, and they are thinking about how to wait for him to come to marry him after the end of his filial piety.

However, Xia Ziwei had a child out of wedlock back then, and was not tolerated by relatives and friends.The group of ladies are also anxious.

Xia Yuhe raised her head with a sick look on her face.She looked at the young man in front of her who was somewhat similar to the person in her memory, couldn't help laughing, her voice softened, and she waved to him: "Come, Wei'er, come to mother."

Xia Ziwei walked over, with a worried look on her face: "Mother, why did you call the child here?"

"For next year's exam, you should go to the capital." Xia Yuhe stretched out her hand, looking at her son lovingly, with pride and distress at the same time.She asked the maid to get a box, shielded everyone, opened it, and handed the contents to her son.

Xia Ziwei took the two items with confusion.One is a folding fan with a lotus flower and an inscription on it, and the other is a scroll with a "picture of misty rain".

There is a poem inscribed on the folding fan-[Lotus flowers bear dew after the rain, and the city is full of spring to reflect the morning sun; the scenery on Daming Lake is beautiful, and Taiyue Peak is high and Shengze is long. 】

The inscription on the picture scroll—[In the autumn of the Xinyou year, by the Daming Lake, misty and rainy, draw this hand scroll, and talk about it for Yuhe to appreciate.Baoli was painted in October of the Xinyou year. 】

There is also a seal on the painting, which is engraved with Changchun Layman.

Xia Ziwei's face suddenly darkened.He understood that this was a token left by that scumbag father.

"Good boy, don't hate him." Xia Yuhe hugged him in his arms and said slowly, "We can't afford to hate him."

Xia Zi was startled for a moment, and said sullenly: "Mother, what are you doing with this for me?"

"Mother has no other wish, only one begging. You must find your father no matter what, and ask him, do you remember Xia Yuhe by the Daming Lake?"

"Mother...why are you bothering?" Xia Zi was slightly unwilling, "If he had affection and righteousness, he wouldn't have allowed Mother to live his whole life wronged like this! Mother, you..."

"Wei'er, mother is tired." Xia Yuhe sighed, and looked at her son with love, "In addition to being your father, he is also the current emperor, and your illegitimate child status is destined to not be able to sit in that position. I won't recognize you either, but with this guilt, my son can live a good life."

Xia Ziwei had a sore nose and said with teary eyes, "Mother..."

"It's still so crying... It's such an old child, and ordinary people are going to be fathers."

"When I become a father, I will still be my mother's child."

"Alright, you will always be my mother's child..."

Xia Yuhe put away her things, was supported by Ziwei and lay down, sighing unceasingly.

"Your father is a ruthless person, but he is also affectionate. All mother can do for you is to arouse the little pity and guilt left in his heart, so that you can live a better life."

"Just tell him...I have waited all my life, hated all my life, resented all my life, thought all my life, but I am still grateful to God for letting me have this person whom I can wait for, hate, resent, and think about. It will be a dry well, lifeless."

"The truth is also true... On that day, when the wind and rain came suddenly, your father and I were in the Yuhe hall, listening to the rain beating the lotus leaves like pearls falling on a jade plate, and the misty rain on the lake was hazy. It was picturesque. I soaked it with my own hands. I made lotus tea for him to taste, which is the kind you used to drink when you were young."

"He was very happy and praised me very much. He praised my ingenuity. I spread the folding fan I brought with me on the desk, saved my pen and ink, and wrote poems and paintings."

"I know that this relationship may not last forever. To express my heart, I wrote an ancient Yuefu poem on the Jinpa and gave it back to him... The king should be like a rock, and the concubine should be like a reed. The grass is as tough as silk , the rock has no transfer..."

"I don't regret it, I really don't regret it, because I have Wei'er, and my Wei'er is so outstanding that it compares to other men in Jinan."

"Wei'er, when you meet someone you really like in the future, you must not let her down..."

"Wei'er, mother is so tired..."

Xia Ziwei put her hand on the opponent's hand and said softly: "Mother, rest when you are tired. The child knows the painstaking efforts of the mother, and the child will go to him. Tell him your suffering, let him feel guilty, and get his protection."

"Then the boy will go to high school and become famous in the palace examination, and then tell everyone that the boy's mother is Xia Yuhe by the Daming Lake, and I hope the Holy Majesty will chase after her mother."

"I don't need that person, let the child earn a royal wife for the mother, and make the mother beautiful, no one dares to say you."

Xia Yuhe smiled, and suddenly burst into tears while smiling, she stretched out her hand to caress her son's face, her voice was full of pity: "Originally... my child should be under one person and above ten thousand, but since he was a child Being poked in the spine..."

"It's okay, you're a boy, it's okay..."

After Xia Yuhe finished speaking, her voice gradually softened.

Xia Ziwei stood by and remained silent.

The next day, Miss Xia Yuhe passed away.

Xia Ziwei, the young master of the Xia family, sold his property and headed for the capital with a few servants.

"Master, is it dangerous for you to go to the capital this time? Are you hiring enough thugs?"

It was Jinsuo, the maid who spoke, who followed Jinsuo when he was young. This girl is loyal. After Xia Ziwei thought that she would be hunted down, she insisted on practicing martial arts for three years. , just to protect his young master who looks delicate and doesn't know when he will be hunted down.

Xia Ziwei, who was dressed in white and plainly dressed, looked indifferent: "I will go anyway."

After he finished speaking, he felt a little disappointed, opened the curtain of the carriage, and looked not far away.

In a trance, he heard the song that he often heard when he was at home and his mother sang dearly.

[The mountains are also far away, the water is also far away, the mountains and rivers are far away and the roads are far away!

Looking forward to last night, and looking forward to today, looking forward to the coming and going, the soul will disappear. 】

"Mother..."