The blood spilling from his mother's mouth stained Liu Jing's dark court clothes, not showing red. Only the red color mixed in the gold thread is extremely dazzling.

Liu Jing looked at his mother lying in his arms in a daze, and asked weakly, "Queen Mother...... Who is the father of the child? ”

Qiao Jing took her last breath, but only said the three words "King Song Huai", and then closed her eyes and passed away.

Liu Jing couldn't believe this sudden change, and knelt in front of the warm bed of the Empress Dowager Qiao Feng, and suddenly had a splitting headache.

After a long time, he looked up to look at the old man on the warm couch. This old man is dying, and even every inch of skin and every wrinkle has no trace of life. Only those cold and piercing eyes are as terrifying as a cat's eye in the dark night. The face that was originally familiar was so strange and terrifying at this time.

Liu Jing's voice was low, almost pleading: "Grandma, I just heard every word you said. My biological father is not King Song Huai at all. My biological father...... Who exactly? ”

Qiao Feng looked at Liu Jing deeply and sighed: "Child, why do you think that the mourning family will tell you? If the mourning family told you, wouldn't your mother drink that cup of poisoned tea in vain? ”

Liu Jing couldn't help choking: "Grandma, just call you 'grandma' for 28 years by virtue of Jing'er!" ”

Qiao Feng coughed a few times, and his cold eyes gradually became red and swollen. "Jing'er...... The mourning family knew that time was running out, so they asked the imperial doctor to prescribe a pair of fierce medicine, so that the mourning family could cheer up today, and lure your mother to drink that poisonous tea and swallow this secret.

Now the only person in the world who knows about this is mourning. But since the mourning family decided to let your mother do this, they also decided not to let the fourth person in this world know. I don't even know the biological son of the mourning family, so how can I let you know? ”

Tears slid down Liu Jing's cold cheeks: "So the three people who know about this matter, the first is grandma, the second is my mother, and the third is my biological father...... My grandmother killed my mother today, so did you kill my father before I was born? But why did my grandmother kill my mother until today? ”

Qiao Feng said: "Because the mourning family knows that in order to sit firmly in the position of the empress dowager of the Song Kingdom, it is impossible for your mother to tell this ugly thing by herself." But the mourning family is dying, and before the mourning family dies, she must be allowed to swallow this secret, in case one day, she is also as old as the mourning family, delirious, and leaks the matter. As for your biological father, it is indeed the death of the mourning family, because you can only have one father in this life, that is, the son of the mourning family, Liu Ying, the king of Song Huai. ”

The hands hidden in the sleeves were clenched into fists, and Liu Jing pleaded again: "Grandma, Jing'er knows that grandma and her father were in a difficult situation back then, and her father was infected with a vicious disease and almost died soon, so it is conceivable that grandma made this decision back then, so that her mother had a child with someone else, and then lied that she was her father's child.

Jing'er also knows that grandma gave Jing'er's parents to death for the sake of the century-old foundation of the Song Kingdom and for Jing'er, so Jing'er doesn't blame you. Jing'er will always give you filial piety, just ask you to tell me what my biological father's surname is. ”

Qiao Feng closed his eyes, and his voice was weak: "After nearly thirty years, how can the mourning family remember the name of such a nobody?" You just have to remember that your father is King Song Huai, and you are the rightful King of Song. With your means and position, you will definitely fulfill your grandfather Song Wuwang's last wish to rule Kyushu. When you sit in the world, do you still care about such an insignificant answer? ”

"My grandfather, King Song Wu?" Liu Jing was suddenly sad and angry.

He held his mother's body with one hand and pinched Qiao Feng's throat with the other.

Qiao Feng opened his eyes, only to hear Liu Jing say angrily: "You don't mention King Song Wu!"

All along, I have complained to everyone in my heart, but only for you, and for my grandfather who I have never met, only respect, only the ambition to fulfill your wishes!

I don't call my father 'daddy', nor do I call my mother 'mother', but I affectionately call my grandfather 'grandpa' and you 'grandma', why?

I complain about my father's untimely death, and I complain about my mother's cowardice and ignorance, but I respect you and King Song Wu's ambitions. Since I was a child, I have been looking forward to growing up as soon as possible, so that my grandmother can see me fulfill my grandfather's wish with her own eyes!

For this, how much have I paid, how much have I sacrificed, how much have I given up, how much have I remorseed, you wicked old woman, have you ever known? ”

The strength in Liu Jing's hand was a little heavier. Qiao Feng coughed weakly, and the eyes that looked at Liu Jing calmed down, without the slightest fear or pleading.

Liu Jing scolded: "Old woman, who is my biological father, do you say it or not?" ”

Qiao Feng sneered: "The mourning family never thought that before they died, they would not have a family member with them. Liu Jing, do you know that there is no mourning family, you are just a wild seed in the market, why do you have the surname of the Song royal family? Why did you sit on the dragon chair in the Ning Guo Hall of the White Jade Palace and command the three armies? Why are you still aggressive when you are dying? Why do you use your dirty hands to break the neck of the mourners? ”

Liu Jing suddenly let go of his hand and looked at his former "grandmother" with an expressionless face: "Do you want to know where your son Liu Ying, King of Song Huai, is?" Do you want to know why he didn't come back to see you even though he was alive all these years? In this world, there are only a handful of people who know that King Song Huai is still alive, but you, as his biological mother, have no idea, do you want to know the reason? I wrote to tell him that your time was short, but he never replied or came to see you off, do you want to know why? ”

A withered hand grabbed Liu Jing's sleeve. "What do you say? You said...... He's alive? ”

The corners of Liu Jing's mouth curled: "You tell me who my biological father is, and I will tell you where your biological son is." ”

The answer was about to blurt out, but Qiao Feng closed his eyes again and said weakly: "Do you think such a little trick can deceive the mourning family?" Haven't the mourning family lived in vain all these years? You can make up a place to say to the mourners, and the mourners can also make up a name to tell you. But what's the point? At the end of the day, we still don't get the answers we want. ”

Liu Jing looked at Qiao Feng contemptuously: "For you, is it possible to use anyone or anything?" Don't you ask me if King Song Huai is still alive, are you afraid that I will lie to you, or are you afraid that he is still alive but will not come to give you a pension? Afraid that your own sons will choose to abandon you? ”

Qiao Feng's voice became weaker and weaker: "When I was young, my husband, King Song Wu, abandoned me, and later, my son, King Song Huai, also abandoned me. But I have never abandoned the Song Kingdom, nor have I ever abandoned the Qiao family. I have a clear conscience about the Song State and the Qiao clan. I'm not afraid that you will lie to me, nor am I afraid that he will hate me, but I just feel that knowing or not knowing is no longer important to me at this time.

Son, what if you know who your biological father is? Will you reward his nine tribes, or will you kill all his nine tribes? Did they send someone to find his place of burial and fabricate a reason to rebury him? Or do you leave him alone wherever he is buried? From now on, you have a guilty conscience and can't sleep peacefully? No matter what you do, your life history will be swayed by the mouth of the world, and your conscience will be tormented by your own choices. At that time, your throne as King of Song will be unstable, and the Song Kingdom will be in turmoil.

One day, you will understand that some things, known or not, do not matter at all......"