"Mother, is it true that as long as the sons and daughters work hard enough, the father will come to see us." Zhao Yichen was only half a head above the table, so he put on a diligent appearance.

Concubine Duan Shu just smiled and touched Zhao Yichen's little head, and then took out a plate of pastries from behind her, "As long as Chen'er grows up healthy, my father will come to see us." ”

The good days always pass quickly, and Zhao Yichen is very handsome and tall under the upbringing of Duan Shu Guifei, and looks very much like the appearance of the first emperor when he was young.

It is precisely because of this long face that it attracted the attention of the queen.

On that day, Zhao Yichen had just received a board from the pedant, and wanted to go to the concubine to pour bitter water, but when he passed by the Fengluan Hall where the queen lived, he happened to see the concubine kneeling on the ground.

The queen held a jade ruler with the length of her little arm in her hand, and slammed it fiercely on the most delicate part of Duanshu Guifei's body.

Where did the young Zhao Yichen know this, he only read the books of sages, and when he saw his mother and concubine all day long, he always thought that no one in the harem could bully them.

Seeing that the mother concubine was sweating in pain and didn't shout, Zhao Yichen just covered her mouth tightly and quietly leaned against the door, tears flowing.

At this time, when he recalled that scene again, he always hated himself for not being brave enough. If he could have been braver, maybe Duan Shu Guifei would not have died so early.

Since that day, Zhao Yichen always has some emotions, and he is absent-minded when he reads books, and the pedant told the first emperor about it, and the first emperor severely reprimanded Zhao Yichen for being lazy and slippery, and rewarded ten boards.

Duanshu Guifei dragged the injury and took care of Zhao Yichen day and night, just when Zhao Yichen's injury got better, she herself fell ill, and she never got up again.

In the harem, the mother has always relied on the son, but there is also a saying that the son is expensive by the mother, if the mother's status is not high, even if the child is a prince, she still has to hide in the shadow of others and steal her life.

Zhao Yichen, who has no mother, has a rough life in this harem, and the queen proposed to adopt Zhao Yichen at this time, which made Zhao Yitai feel unfair.

The only prince in the two harems had to be raised under the queen's knees, and there was a lot of discussion about the princes in the harem.

In fact, this has nothing to do with the matter of establishing a prince at all, it is nothing more than using the death of Duanshu Guifei to fight for power in front of the first emperor.

But this hit Zhao Yichen very hard, in order to calm the public opinion, and in order not to be raised under the queen's knees, he braved the heavy rain and knelt outside the Heavenly Temple for three whole days.

Now on a rainy day, there will be a faint pain.

"Stand up, you don't need to kneel her!" Zhao Yichen not only said this to Song Zhi, but also to himself.

It's just a pity that everything is late.

Song Zhi looked at Zhao Yichen with teary eyes, and then knelt at Zhao Yichen's feet, "Your Majesty, can you let the princess let my aunt go, she is not a spy, she is my aunt." ”

Zhao Yichen is the most humble person who can't see Song Zhi, maybe he sees his own shadow in Song Zhi, or maybe Song Zhi is another Zhao Yichen.

Before everything developed according to the story, Zhao Yichen would never allow that to happen again.

He grabbed Song Zhi's arms and pulled her up from the ground, "I told you that you should have the bones in your heart." ”

"Why? Why doesn't a slave need to kneel to the princess? That cheap slave, like her mother, is here to harm Jinzhou! Brother Huang, don't be deceived by them! Chao Gui's words were sharp, and her hair scattered on one side made her more like a ghost.

Without waiting for everyone to react, Chao Gui picked up a fruit knife from the side of the table and quickly ran to Song Zhi's mother.

Zhao Yichen caught the white blade with his hand, and immediately blood flowed to the ground.

"Chao Gui, be sober, he's dead!" Zhao Yichen blocked the knife with his hand, but found that this sentence was particularly familiar.

It seems that on that night, he also stabbed Song Zhi's skin with a knife like this, almost destroying half of her arm, and she also shouted such a sentence to herself when she was in a trance.

yes, they're all dead.

It's himself who hasn't let go of himself, it's himself who wants to tie himself to those memories, to those years that go by with time.

Zhao Yichen came back to his senses and motioned to the people of the princess's mansion to appease the princess, "I will come to judge it myself." ”

He was firmly in a high position, and Song Zhi's mother knelt in front of him, and Song Zhi was worried about his mother, so he knelt with her.

"Song Zhi, I will say it again, you come here." Zhao Yichen's patience was about to be worn out, but he was still willing to wait for Song Zhi a little longer.

Song Zhi could hear the change in Zhao Yichen's tone, so he could only reluctantly let go of his mother and stood beside Zhao Yichen.

"Let me ask you, you and Song Zhi are mother and daughter?"

"Back to Your Majesty, exactly."

"I ask you again, why are you in the Princess's Mansion? Why is he regarded as a spy? ”

"It's... Your Majesty, the folk woman is indeed a desert person, and she was suddenly caught in the mansion by Her Royal Highness the Princess while wandering on the street. ”

"You're lying! You bastard! Chao Gui redressed, but the unbearable words made her originally delicate cheeks a little uglier.

Zhao Yichen walked down slowly, put his hands behind his back, and walked slowly in front of the woman.

"How old is Song Zhi this year?"

"Two... Twenty? The middle-aged woman hesitated, and finally pretended to answer in the affirmative.

Saying that it was too late, Zhao Yichen took out the matching sword from the guard, and stabbed the chest and abdomen of the woman in front of him, and the woman instantly fell in a pool of blood.

Before he fell, a pair of eyes were still looking at Song Zhi.

"Auntie!" Song Zhiyi rushed forward with a brisk stride, dragging the woman's body that was about to fall to the ground.

Because the voice of the last sentence was too quiet, no one except Zhao Yichen heard what was said, and the thing happened so suddenly that even Chao Gui didn't expect it.

A living person, instantly out of breath.

Chao Gui looked at Zhao Yichen in disbelief, her face was still familiar, but the killing aura on her body was a little unfamiliar, she suddenly didn't know her imperial brother very well, and even felt that the person in front of her was just a stranger with the imperial brother's face.

"Zhao Yichen! Why did you kill my aunt, what did she do wrong? What am I doing wrong again? Song Zhi called Zhao Yichen's name for the first time, and his voice was hoarse.

Song Zhi put down A-Niang's body, gently covered her eyes, got up and walked in front of Zhao Yichen, "What did I do wrong?" I was tortured by you, bullied by your sister, and now you have to join forces to kill my aunt. ”

After saying that, his eyes were black and he fainted