A young man in a blue brocade robe, with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes,
Calm expression, polite behavior, neither humble nor arrogant,
His back was as straight as ever, as if nothing could make him bend his bones.
Zhao Jin knelt on the ground and could vaguely feel the burning gaze above him.
He lowered his head and frowned without trace.
What happened to Zhao Qian?
"Get up! Get up!" After a while, Zhao Gan came back to his senses. He held the dragon chair with one hand and stretched forward with the other, leaning forward with a somewhat eager tone.
Zhao Jin stood up neatly, feeling even more puzzled.
Zhao Qian also vaguely knew that he had just lost his composure.
He suppressed the excitement in his chest, but his gaze still fell on Zhao Jin with uncontrollable heat.
Last night, the matter he sent to investigate finally came to fruition.
Late yesterday night.
Zhao Qian's eyebrows darkened slightly, and he sat on the dragon chair, thinking secretly about how he should reward Zhao Jin.
Suddenly, the sound of cloth being rubbed was heard in the hall.
Zhao Qian frowned, but did not show any surprise.
A man in black knelt down on one knee in front of Zhao Qian, "Your Majesty, we have found out everything."
It wasn't until he heard this sentence that Zhao Qian's expression changed a little, "What was the result?"
The voice was too urgent, but Zhao Qian couldn't take it into consideration at all.
"Zhao Jin is indeed His Majesty's biological son."
After just one sentence, Zhao Qian seemed to be stunned.
Although he had been prepared for it, when he was really sure, Zhao Qian's mind was almost blank.
He opened his mouth and closed it again. For a moment he didn't know what to say.
Zhao Jin, is he really his son?
His son with Ning Huan?
Joy and sourness intertwined and occupied Zhao Qian's mind.
Back then, he never thought that just once, he would actually leave Zhao Jin behind.
At that time, the alcohol was rising, coupled with years of unrequited desire, greed, and lust, all of a sudden took over his mind. Zhao Qian did it without thinking too much.
Afterwards, he only had time to help Ning Huan clean up his tail without letting Zhao Yi find out.
Later, when he heard that Ning Huan was pregnant, he also had extravagant hopes, but Prince Liang's palace remained calm, and gradually, Zhao Qian gave up.
After all, if it was really his child, King Liang would probably notice it and not make any noise at all.
The secret guard informed Zhao Qian of everything he learned from his investigation.
Before the secret guard could finish speaking, Zhao Qian couldn't help but interrupt and asked: "Since Prince Liang will have sex with Ning Huan only two days later, how can we be sure that Zhao Jin is my child?"
The secret guard explained: "When Mr. Zhao was born, the doctor once said that Mrs. Ning's fetus was exactly at full term, with no more in one day and no less in one day."
"It's just that the doctor at the time said this with some emotion. Neither Mrs. Ning nor Prince Liang knew about it."
Therefore, all along, Mrs. Ning, who knew the inside story, did not know whose child Zhao Jin was, and Prince Liang, who did not know the inside story, had no way of detecting it.
Zhao Qian was sincerely grateful to the doctor for not letting the King of Liang know about this.
If King Liang had known before that Zhao Jin was not his son, I'm afraid...
Zhao Qian closed his eyes, fearing that he would never have the chance to see Zhao Jin again.
This is his and Ning Huan's only child.
Thinking of Ning Huan, Zhao Qian felt a pain in his heart.
He sighed lightly, "I asked you to find out Zhao Qian's previous experience in Prince Liang's Mansion. How did the investigation go?"
"Everything has been investigated."
The secret guard informed Zhao Qian one by one.
As the secret guard finished speaking, Zhao Qian's face became increasingly angry.
Finally, Zhao Qian slapped Long An hard, "This is unreasonable!"
How is this a father? Is he just an enemy?
Zhao Yi clearly doesn't know Zhao Jin's life experience, but still treats him like this. He is simply unworthy of being a human being!
Zhao Qian was so angry that his chest heaved violently, and at the same time, his guilt for Ning Huan and Zhao Jin deepened.
…
Looking at Zhao Jin who was standing down, Zhao Qian brought his thoughts back and sighed: "You have worked hard over the years."
Zhao Jin, who had been waiting for Zhao Qian to speak, suddenly heard these words and his eyes became more and more confused.
"His Majesty?"
Zhao Qian did not explain his gaffe, but just said: "I have only recently found out what kind of life you spent in Prince Liang's Mansion."
At this point, Zhao Qian's voice paused, couldn't hold it back, and sighed again.
"Raise your head and let me see you."
Zhao Jin raised his head, and while being looked at by Zhao Qian, he also looked at Zhao Qian secretly.
It has to be said that the two brothers Zhao Qian and Zhao Yi look similar, but they are not similar either.
The facial features seem to be carved from the same mold, but when combined together, they become two completely different temperaments.
Zhao Yi looks more rugged, with a perennial aura of violence on his body, and his expression is taller. At a glance, you can tell that he is a martial artist.
Zhao Qian, on the other hand, is much slender and thinner, and his complexion is paler than Zhao Yi. Wearing a dragon robe not only gives him the majesty of an emperor, but at the same time it cannot hide his scholarly temperament.
Zhao Jin heard that the late emperor was also an emperor on horseback. To put it nicely, he was brave and good at fighting, but to put it worse, he was a militaristic person.
No wonder the late emperor liked Zhao Yi more than Zhao Qian.
Zhao Yi is obviously more like the late emperor.
However, Zhao Jin couldn't help but mutter in his heart, how could Zhao Qian be so friendly?
This is nothing like the previous contact. Is it possible that without face-to-face contact, it is easy to make mistakes in judgment?
The thoughts in his heart turned around, and Zhao Jin's face showed no signs of it.
After dealing with these people a lot, Zhao Jin has long since developed the ability to keep his face straight.
If everything is shown on your face, these old foxes will be able to tell what you are thinking at just one glance, and you will be fooled to death without even knowing it.
Zhao Qian, who was sitting on the dragon chair, became more and more satisfied the more he looked at Zhao Jin, and the more he felt like him.
However, Zhao Jin is indeed not as tall and thick as Zhao Yi, but he is not as skinny as Zhao Qian.
"How was your year in Yunzhou City? Yunzhou City is so cold, is it..."
Zhao Qian stood up directly, walked to Zhao Jin, and muttered many words of concern.
Hearing this, Zhao Jin increasingly doubted his previous judgment.
Zhao Qian seemed to be much easier to get along with than he thought.
But the other party's concern made Zhao Jin feel awkward and uncomfortable.
"Thank you for your concern, Your Majesty. I am in good health and do not feel cold."
Zhao Qian immediately straightened his face and scolded: "You people, you are always doing random things just because you are young. If you don't feel cold now, you will feel better when you are old!"
This scolding is like an elder who sees a worried junior and can't help but give him a few words.
Zhao Jin didn't know what kind of medicine Zhao Qian was selling in his gourd. He sent a letter before. In the letter, Zhao Qian not only didn't say a word of concern, but also occasionally tried to test it.
Could it be that because he had removed Prince Liang with his own hands, Zhao Qian now trusted him and had no suspicion, so the loving heart of his elders emerged?
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