The night became darker and the bedroom became colder and darker. In the quiet, only the beating candlelight crackled in the darkness.

Looking at the painful, sad and angry Emperor Zhaoyang, Liang Zhen sneered silently: "Empress Dowager Qinghui knew that you were pregnant with the emperor and believed that my father would harm the country and the people. She was afraid that killing him would hurt your mother and son, so she sent my father to the temple outside the palace. My father secretly gave birth to me in the temple. Just a few days after I was born, your people found him and brought him back to the palace. You asked him to watch you give birth with your own eyes, and wanted to influence him with this, but unfortunately he was unmoved. After you gave birth to a child, your queen became pregnant. She was afraid that the child would steal the position of crown prince of her son, so she asked my father to take the child away. My father returned to the temple. Xie Chongming, the queen's brother, came to chase him with someone."

Emperor Zhaoyang's teeth clattered and his face was distorted. Liang Zhen ignored it and continued, "My father had noticed it for a long time and knew that he could not escape the disaster. He couldn't bear the child to die with him. He invited the young monk in the temple to Anle Hou Mansion to send a message and asked them to take the child away. Unfortunately, before the people from the Hou Mansion came, Xie Chongming had arrived with the pursuers. In a panic, my father carried the child up the mountain and was eventually forced to jump off the cliff and die."

These things were reported to the emperor a few years ago when Liang Zhen was brought to Emperor Zhaoyang. The emperor had already reported these things to the emperor. Before, the emperor always thought that the second time he released someone out of the palace and killed his legitimate mother, Empress Dowager Qinghui, so the mother, who lived two years ago, "died" and "death" until he learned from Anle Hou that the matter was done by the Xie family and had something to do with the queen, and saw the evidence from that year that he made up his mind to abandon the prince and kill the prince, all for what he thought, the lost and regained biological son.

Unexpectedly, it turned out to be a waste. As the emperor, he played with others at will, but in the end he became the one who was played with. Emperor Zhaoyang was so angry that he was almost crazy, staring at Liang Zhen in front of him, wishing he could tear him apart.

Liang Zhen smiled contemptuously: "Later, the people from Anle Hou Mansion came. The old abbot in the temple knew about my father's affairs, so he had always hidden me. I was not discovered by your people. He couldn't bear to leave me to suffer in the temple, so he handed me over to Anle Hou Mansion. The people in the Marquis's mansion thought I was the emperor's son and my father gave me back. It happened that the wife of Hou's son, who had only been born for a few days, died, and I became their son."

"So, I'm really not your son. Your son died after jumping off the cliff with my father twenty years ago. Perhaps this is retribution."

After the last word came to an end, Emperor Zhaoyang roared and rushed forward, trying to fight against Liang Zhen. Liang Zhen slowly moved sideways away, looking at the emperor who had fallen to the ground and was in a mess, and sneered: "Your Majesty, save some energy. It's all the past, why be so excited again?"

Emperor Zhaoyang's face was covered with blood, staring at Liang Zhen fiercely, and his turbid eyes were filled with bloodthirsty cruelty: "I want to kill...you...kill..."

"Don't you understand yet?" Liang Zhen shook his head, "Your Majesty is getting more and more confused as you grow older. Look, you have been calling you for so long, is anyone paying attention to you?"

Emperor Zhaoyang was shocked and shouted loudly at the top of his voice: "Come here! Come here! Come here!"

The only answered him was the whistling sound of the cold wind that kept sweeping past the window. Liang Zhen stood in the backlight, looking quietly at the emperor who was curled up in hysteria and had no manners at all. The emotions in his eyes were unclear.

After a long time, he only heard him murmuring: "Your Majesty's deep love for the child is moving. Since you have given me all the military power in the imperial city of the capital, I should make good use of it. Unfortunately, I am really not interested in the throne of your Zhu family. Don't worry, your son will still be in that position. As for who it is, I have the final say."

"Hello..." Emperor Zhaoyang was furious and vomited another mouthful of blood, and finally fainted.

The door of the hall was pushed open, and Liang Zhen walked out of the hall. The eunuch Feng Sheng stood beside the door. Liang Zhen raised his jaw with him: "Your Majesty is in a bad mood and has been sleeping all the time. You have to serve him well."

Feng Sheng's eyes flashed, and he lowered his eyebrows and responded respectfully: "No."

Outside Gan Lin Palace, Zhu Yunxuan was walking slowly in a fox fur cloak with his hand stove in his arms. The palace lantern in the eunuch's hand behind him shone on the snow, reflecting an ambiguous warm light. Liang Zhen stopped and watched him gradually approaching, with an invisible arc raised on the corner of his lips.

Zhu Yunxuan approached and looked at him. He nodded faintly. Liang Zhen asked him with a smile: "Your Highness is here to see Your Majesty?"

Zhu Yunxuan said: "I heard that my father is not good again, come and take a look."

"Then your highness is going to be in vain. His Majesty has just vomited blood and fainted. He doesn't know if you have entered now."

Zhu Yunxuan looked at the brightly lit and crowded sleeping hall, and said calmly: "Since that's the case, I'll come back another day."

"I will go back with His Highness."

Liang Zhen also had a palace where he settled in the palace. Not far from Qixiang Palace, the two of them walked back together. They rarely lived in such a quiet time. The figures walking side by side dragged out two long shadows in the snow in the night, and inadvertently blended together.

When he arrived outside Qixiang Hall, Zhu Yunxuan nodded to Liang Zhen again and was about to enter the door. Liang Zhen suddenly spoke and called him: "Your Highness."

Zhu Yunxuan turned around, with his usual alert in his eyes, looking at Liang Zhen. Liang Zhen slid a smile on his eyes that seemed to be there and there was nothing, and he raised his hand.

Zhu Yunxuan immediately turned his face stiffly, but Liang Zhen's hand only stopped on his shoulders, brushing away the snowflakes that fell on his shoulders, and smiled softly: "What are your highness nervous?"

Zhu Yunxuan calmed down calmly and calmed down the repulsiveness that instinctively arose in his heart at that moment, and said indifferently: "King Zhao is too worried."

He didn't say much and was about to enter the door. However, Liang Zhen called him again, took a step forward, stood opposite him, and approached him. Zhu Yunxuan was so proud that he could not push the person away, and his face became increasingly ugly: "What the hell do you want to do?"

Liang Zhen looked at him with a smile: "What do you think I want to do?"

Zhu Yunxuan's expression became colder and silent for a moment. He said, "I hope King Zhao is the one who keeps his promises."

Liang Zhen said freely: "That's natural."

Zhu Yunxuan stopped talking and turned around and left.

Looking at the gradually fading back, the smile on the corner of Liang Zhen's mouth slowly disappeared, and there was something deep in his deep pupils that was so deep that it was unsightly.

Since that night, Emperor Zhaoyang has been in a coma and the imperial physicians are helpless. The whole palace is covered with a quiet atmosphere that is almost strange. All eyes are staring at the direction of Ganlin Palace. The more they reach this point, the less no one dares to act rashly.

It was late at night on the third day that Zhu Yunxuan was half asleep and half awake when he was suddenly woken up. Gao An knelt on the edge of the bed and reminded him anxiously: "Have up quickly, someone has come to Ganlin Palace, and your Majesty is afraid that it will be bad."

The sleepiness disappeared in an instant, Zhu Yunxuan hurriedly got up and changed his clothes, and went out toward Ganlin Palace.

All the way, there were palace servants everywhere, clamoring in a mess, and there were more patrolling palace guards than usual. Zhu Yunxuan felt over and over again, until he met Liang Zhen at a palace wall away from Ganlin Palace.

Liang Zhen was still in the posture of not being able to hold the victory. Zhu Yunxuan looked at her restless mood and became more anxious. He asked, "What did you say to your father that day? Why did he remain unconscious since he fought?"

Liang Zhen narrowed his eyes lightly, looked at Zhu Yunxuan's eyes with redness and anger, and said in a deep voice: "Your Highness is still in the mood to care about these trivial matters now? Shouldn't you go to Ganlin Palace to see His Majesty for the last time like others, and wait for the will?"

Zhu Yunxuan closed his eyes. How could he not know that he should go to Ganlin Palace at this time to avoid being taken advantage of. But at this moment, even if he had much resentment and hatred towards the emperor in the past, it became indescribable and complicated. He couldn't bear to see that person was his father after all.

"What did he say to you in the end?"

Liang Zhen curled the corner of his lips in an unknown meaning: "Your Highness will not want to know, so don't taint your highness's ears for those things."

"you--"

"Your Highness, don't be angry. Now is not the time to care about these things." Liang Zhen walked forward, stretched out his hand, Zhu Yunxuan lowered his eyes, and handed a handkerchief to him.

Seeing that he didn't answer, Liang Zhen reminded: "Wipe first, it's not time to cry."

Zhu Yunxuan laughed: "Where are you? You are so calm and aren't afraid of being picked up by others?"

Liang Zhen said indifferently: "I am different from Your Highness. Your Highness is Your Majesty's son, and I am just a foreign minister."

Zhu Yunxuan looked up at him, he hesitated to his lips for a moment, and said nothing, and took the veil.

At this moment, Ganlin's palace was full of people, and there were rustling sobs everywhere. Inside the bedroom, the princes and daughters kneeling on the ground, concubines and royal princes in the harem, and royal princes of the royal family were also there. Concubine Chen took the ninth prince at the front and lay on the edge of the couch and cried Emperor Zhaoyang. The emperor on the couch was closed with his eyes, so he had more breathing and less breathing.

Zhu Yunxuan did not show up and walked into the pile of princes in a complicated manner. Liang Zhen lifted the hem of the clothes behind the royal princes and knelt down in a regular manner.

Emperor Zhaoyang on the couch seemed to feel something, slowly opened his eyes, and his eyes turned around for a difficult time, landing on Liang Zhen behind the crowd, as if he was about to raise his hand, his lips moved, and only the hoarse and sneered sound. He raised his neck up and stared at his eyes hard, and the next moment he fell back into the bed with his eyelids drooping.

The imperial physician in charge knelt down and moved to the couch, took the vein for a moment, crawled down, and his head lowered to the ground. Concubine Chen cried with tears, and countless crying sounded in the hall at the same time.
Chapter completed!