Zhao Jin accepted the order from King Liang with a hint of sarcasm on his lips.
"This King of Liang really doesn't want to see me. He has a promising son, and he wants to send him far away."
"Jin'er!" Mrs. Ning, who was a little confused by the sudden news, grabbed Zhao Jin and asked, "Did something happen at the banquet yesterday?"
"How could your father suddenly ask you to leave for Yunzhou tomorrow!"
Mrs. Ning tightened her grip on Zhao Jin's wrist and was very anxious, "There will be less than a month to celebrate the New Year, and I won't even let you stay in the house to celebrate this happy day."
"Mom." Zhao Jin gently pressed Mrs. Ning's shoulder and said with relief, "Nothing really happened yesterday."
"It wasn't my son who was in trouble, it was Zhao Yuan and Yang Guiren."
"Ah? Then, since it has nothing to do with you, how could your father..." Mrs. Ning looked at the bright and yellow royal edict, feeling bitter in her heart.
There was a hint of coldness in Zhao Jin's eyes, but he quickly suppressed it without letting Mrs. Ning notice it.
"Yesterday, Zhao Yuan uttered arrogant words at the banquet and cheated during the drinking order. When he was found out, my father became furious and punished Zhao Yuan."
"As for me." Zhao Jin paused, "Maybe it's because my son's poems during the drinking ceremony impressed my father."
Hearing this, Mrs. Ning still didn't understand that this was because King Liang didn't want to see her son well!
Over the years, Mrs. Ning has lived a difficult life. Although she has complained about Prince Liang, she has rarely complained about it, and she has never hated Prince Liang for his ruthlessness. Now Mrs. Ning actually feels a trace of hatred for Prince Liang.
Today, he even refuses to let Jin'er go! Jin'er's body is still bleeding with his blood!
But Mrs. Ning hated herself even more. After all, what Prince Liang did was...
Zhao Jin lowered his head, looked at Mrs. Ning, and said seriously: "Mom, you were not wrong about what happened back then."
"From beginning to end, you were not involved. You never owed anything to Prince Liang, so you don't have to blame yourself."
This is the first time that Zhao Jin did not call his father the king, but called Liang Wang directly.
"Jin'er..." Mrs. Ning murmured.
"They owe you." Zhao Jin said each word with sonorous words, vowing to completely pull out the pain and self-blame that had taken root in Mrs. Ning's heart for a long time and had even festered.
He will leave Prince Liang's Mansion tomorrow, and Mrs. Liu Ning is here alone. Even if there are people from the fourth prince taking care of her, he is still not at ease.
It's just that with his current ability, he can't challenge Prince Liang, let alone take Mrs. Ning away from Prince Liang's mansion.
"Mom." Zhao Jin closed his eyes and hugged his mother in this life. He had not felt this kind of powerlessness for a long time.
In the blink of an eye, he felt like he was back to the time when his family changed. He gave up everything he loved and was forced to choose a path full of smoke and danger.
Zhao Jin suppressed the bitter taste that rose to his throat and said, "When my son comes back, I will definitely take you away, believe me."
Mrs. Ning's eyes were red and she tried to hold back tears, "Okay! I believe in you, mother!"
Before, or in the past ten years or so, in the side hall, she had always had expectations for Prince Liang, thinking that as long as Prince Liang saw the goodness of their mother and son, he would always change his mind.
Until this royal decree!
All the illusions she had in the past were shattered, and Mrs. Ning was not without pain in her heart, but what was even more painful was that her Jin'er, after suffering so much, now had to use his weak body to support everything.
Mrs. Ning was heartbroken, but also pleased with Zhao Jin's growth.
"Jin'er, mother believes in you." Mrs. Ning repeated it again.
Zhao Jin slowly smiled and said, "What Prince Liang did is not necessarily a bad thing."
"The incident happened suddenly. Those who originally wanted to harm us must have been caught off guard by this change. In a hurry, it will not be easy for them to stumble in Yunzhou or other places."
Mrs. Ning then remembered that Zhao Jin's trip to Yunzhou was not only a long way, but also faced various difficulties after arriving in Yunzhou. Beili was also looking at him. At the same time, those in Prince Liang's palace who could not tolerate them would also take action.
"Jin'er!" Mrs. Ning felt quite uneasy, "You must be careful in everything!"
"Mom, don't worry, my son will take good care of himself and won't make my mother sad."
Zhao Jin smiled. He had come through no matter how cruel the battlefield or the most difficult mission. Zhao Jin was cautious about these young men, but he was not afraid that they could really take his life.
"The guards and maids from the past two days are the Fourth Prince's people. They can be trusted. If anything happens, you can ask them for help."
Since the fourth prince wants to cooperate with him, he will not put Mrs. Ning in danger.
Soon, the sun sets and the sun rises.
Zhao Jin wore a tight-fitting robe, and the black robe made him look even more sharp and solemn.
The entrance to the side hall changed from the previous deserted atmosphere to a bit lively today.
Of course, it was not anyone who came to see him off, but those who were going to Yunzhou with Zhao Jin.
Zhao Jin stood tall and straight, lowered his head and told Mrs. Ning carefully, "If anything happens, mother must tell her son. You can also send someone to tell the fourth prince."
"Although the fourth prince is far away, he may not have no power in Yanyang."
There were many people talking, and Zhao Jin stood on the steps of the palace gate and lowered his voice.
Mrs. Ning's eyes were a little red, but her smile showed, "Don't worry, Jin'er, my mother will protect you."
"You must be careful on the road. When you arrive in Yunzhou, remember to send a letter to report that you are safe."
"Okay." Zhao Jin responded without hesitation, making Mrs. Ning feel at ease. "After we wait in Yunzhou, my son will definitely write to me every month."
"Okay, okay!"
The two chatted in low voices for a few more words before Zhao Jin turned around and got on his horse neatly.
A general was riding behind Zhao Jin, his eyes flashing.
Zhao Jin was riding on the horse, clamped the horse's belly, "Drive!"
The horses walked back slowly and slowly until they left Prince Liang's Mansion.
Zhao Jin turned back and glanced at the majestic Prince Liang's Mansion. His face had lost the softness he had when facing Mrs. Ning. His expression was indifferent, and he did not feel any reluctance to leave Prince Liang's Mansion.
It was never Prince Liang's Mansion that he was reluctant to leave, but the blood relative in the corner who cared about him. Zhao Jin turned his head and looked at the stretch of road in front of him, hearing the noise of the market.
After today, when he returns to Yanyang, it will be the time when the palace of Prince Liang changes.
Yang Guiren looked at the bronze mirror and turned his face sideways to admire the makeup on his face.
"He left already?"
"Yes." Magpie whispered from the side: "I just left the palace."
"Is anyone sending him a gift?"
"No."
Yang Guiren was satisfied, "A bastard, only his bitch mother can send him off."
"Your Excellency, this time it was too sudden, we didn't have time..."
"No problem." Yang Guiren sipped his lips and smiled brightly, "We didn't put spies among his people, but that doesn't mean there aren't others."
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