Huangfu Chen saw Shangguan Ji Yuexiu's eyebrows twisted slightly, his heart was distressed, he lowered his eyes and pondered for a moment, and said: "Yue'er is a daughter, this king doesn't plan to hide it all the time, after all, when he gets married in the future, this king can't marry a man as a princess." But now, for various reasons, it has to be hidden. When the time is ripe in the future, the king will explain everything to his father, and no matter how his father surrenders, the king is willing to bear it with all his might. The woman of this king, the king protects herself, and will never let Yue'er suffer the slightest grievance! ”

When Shangguan Jiyue heard this, looking at Huang Fuchen's determined expression, she was moved and shy, blushed slightly, and lowered her head. She felt a warm trickle in her chest, messing up her whole heart.

I only heard Huang Fuchen say again at this time: "This king came this time, in fact, there is one more thing to ask the head of Cheng Yuan, and I hope that the head of Cheng Yuan knows everything, and he is grateful!" ”

Cheng Qinglu was a little surprised, and raised his eyes to look at Huang Fuchen: "What does Your Highness want to ask?" ”

Huang Fuchen's eyelashes trembled a few times, lowered his eyes and pondered for a long time, and finally raised his head again, looked at Cheng Qinglu and said word by word: "An old incident twenty-two years ago. ”

"Twenty-two years ago...... Cheng Qinglu's silver-white eyebrows were slightly twisted, and he tilted his head slightly and stroked his equally silver-white beard, as if he was pondering what happened twenty-two years ago.

Suddenly, he suddenly raised his eyes and looked at Huangfu Chen, his eyes were full of surprise, and he said uncertainly but with some certainty, "Your Highness wants to ask about Concubine Yu Niangniang back then?!" ”

When Shangguan Jiyue heard this, her eyelashes trembled violently, and she looked sideways at the man beside her. Concubine Yu is Huangfu Chen's biological mother, and she also knows it, but I don't know why he mentioned it to Cheng Qinglu today, is it still related to him what happened back then?

Huangfu Chen's face was silent, his two thin lips were tightly pursed into a straight line like steel, and he said gloomily but firmly: "That's right! ”

Cheng Qinglu sighed slightly, raised his eyes and glanced at the direction of Shangguan Jiyue, but seeing that Huangfu Chen did not mean to avoid suspicion at all, he knew that in the heart of His Royal Highness King Chen, the status of this Shangguan girl was extraordinary. He was silent for a long time before he said slowly: "What does Your Highness want to ask?" ”

"Did my mother really die of dystocia and blood collapse because of the wrong fetal position?!"

"Why did Your Highness ask the old man?"

"When I returned to Beijing this time, the king looked through the files of that year. Cheng Yuanshou was the head of the Tai Hospital, and on the file, all the doctors of the Tai Hospital about the cause of my mother's death were all the words, and there was a jade pen letter from the head of Cheng Hospital. Cheng Yuan's first doctor has superb medical skills and valuable medical ethics, so he naturally disdains the despicable things of fraud. Therefore, this king wants to know, the events of that year, about the cause of my mother's death, is what is said in the dossier true? Is there any negligence? ”

Cheng Qinglu looked at Huangfu Chen for a long time, remembered the events of the year and sighed, his eyebrows drooped slightly, and said regretfully: "Back then, Concubine Yu Niangniang was indeed depressed, and the fetal position in the womb was not correct, which led to dystocia. The symptoms described above are all true, and there is no flaw in the slightest. ”

When Huang Fuchen heard this, a pair of starry eyes gradually dimmed, and he still asked without giving up: "After many years, how can Cheng Yuanshou be so sure?" ”

"When Concubine Yu had an accident, the emperor went out on a tour and did not return. After hearing the bad news and rushing back to the palace, Long Yan was furious, gray hair overnight, and ordered a thorough investigation, which was widely implicated, even the queen mother was also implicated, everyone in the harem was in danger, and the government and the opposition were in turmoil. As the head of the hospital, the old man did not dare to be sloppy in the slightest, and after careful inspection, there was indeed nothing suspicious. Although the emperor was sad afterwards, he also recognized this fact, and the matter was suppressed. So even after so many years, the old man still remembers it vividly, as if it were the next day. ”

When Huang Fuchen heard this, he felt that his heart was empty, and his hands hung down weakly, as if all his strength had been drained at once. The anger accumulated in his chest for many years was unquellable, as if there was no rootless duckweed, and he suddenly lost his focus, and suddenly felt hesitant and lost, and couldn't help but close the pair of starry eyes and hide the painful emotions in his eyes.

No wonder his father doesn't care about him, his attitude is indifferent, and he doesn't have the slightest father-son affection. It turned out that it was really because of himself that his mother died of illness in Huangquan, and his father had gray hair overnight, and he really killed his mother......

Shangguan Jiyue sensed Huang Fuchen's loss and remembered his past experiences that he had seen in his mind that day. Although she didn't know why she saw those images, she felt his sadness and loneliness, and couldn't help but reach out and hold his somewhat pale and cold fingers tightly.

Sensing the warmth between his fingers, Huang Fuchen quickly retracted his leaked emotions, his starry eyes quickly regained his calmness, and he stood up and pulled Shangguan Jiyue to bid farewell to Cheng Qinglu.

Cheng Qinglu got up to see him off, and instructed the housekeeper to open the main door that was not easy to open.

Although everyone in the Cheng family didn't know the identities of these two people, when they saw that their old man looked respectful and solemn, and personally sent the guests to the door, they knew that these two young sons and girls must be extraordinary guests, and they all saluted with Cheng Qinglu one by one.

Until Huangfu Chen and Shangguan Jiyue turned over and got on their horses, they couldn't see it, but Cheng Qinglu was still supported by the servants, standing outside the door, looking up at the sky above his head slightly, and his old eyes were distant and ethereal......

Turning the corner of the street, Huang Fuchen rode on a horse, his thin lips pursed, without saying a word, beating his horse like a galloping wind, letting the biting cold wind blow his robe and hunting, his black hair flying, and rushed all the way to the outskirts of the city.

Shangguan Jiyue rode his horse and followed closely behind him, looking at the tall but lonely ink-colored figure on the back of the horse in front of him, and his heart ached.

It wasn't until the figure in front rushed to the foot of a mountain, there was no way in front of him, and he was about to hit the stone wall, only to see Huang Fuchen suddenly stop his horse. Because of the violent movement, the horse under the crotch raised its head to the sky and neighed, and its front hooves were raised high, almost standing up half of its body, and Fang fell heavily.

Huang Fuchen turned over and dismounted, galloped forward a few steps, and smashed his fist into the cold and hard stone wall, falling rocks swishing and dripping with blood. The heroic and upright figure in the past knelt heavily on his knees, looked up to the sky and hissed, like a dark star, his eyes were dark red.

Seeing this, Shangguan Jiyue felt that her heart was tight, as if she had been run over by something, the pain was unbearable, and she hurriedly ran over and stretched out her arms to wrap her arms around his shoulders, gently stroked his hair with her slender ten fingers, and comforted him in a low voice: "It's all over, it's okay......"

Feeling the stiffness of the man in his arms, he immediately stretched out his arms and hugged his waist tightly like an iron hoop, buried his head in her arms, and his shoulders trembled slightly.

Shangguan Jiyue was speechless, rolled her eyelashes and trembled violently, and her heart hurt fiercely: he actually cried!

A man as tough and cold, iron-clad, proud and resolute as he was, crying like a child in her arms at this time, was as pitiful and helpless as a child. The extremely low whimpering sound, the hot dripping on the placket of her clothes, all made her heart feel like ten thousand ice needles pierced, the stinging pain was unbearable, and she only felt a tightness in her throat, and her eyes were full of sourness.

After a while, the man in his arms gradually calmed down, sitting weakly on the rocks under his feet, his starry eyes were dark red, his eyelashes were slightly wet, and he looked up to the sky silently.