The other princes and princesses looked curiously at the person who suddenly joined them.
Zhao Jin saw that there were two other princes here who looked to be only a few years old.
"Father," Xiao Douding's words were not very accurate, "Is this also the royal brother?"
Seriously, Zhao Jin is his cousin.
But Xiao Douding was young, and although he vaguely felt there was a difference, he couldn't tell it, so he became "Brother Imperial".
The prince was about to correct his younger brother and secretly mocked Zhao Jin. Unexpectedly, Zhao Qian said happily: "Not bad!"
This time, even the queen's expression darkened for a moment.
So, Xiao Douding happily shouted to Zhao Jin, "Brother Emperor!"
Zhao Jin twitched his lips in embarrassment, his scalp numbing from the shout.
After a family dinner, Zhao Qian was extremely enthusiastic and kept telling Zhao Jin to relax. He even served Zhao Jin food himself, acting like a good elder.
Zhao Jin felt extremely uncomfortable, and it was extremely uncomfortable to eat a meal.
When his eyes occasionally fell on the queen, for some reason, he always felt a sense of disharmony.
The queen looked dignified and elegant, but when Zhao Jin looked at it, he felt that it was vaguely inconsistent, but he couldn't explain it.
After the family banquet was over, Zhao Jin breathed a sigh of relief when he walked out of the palace.
Zhao Xingzhi, who came out of the palace with Zhao Jin, saw it and felt a little funny, "Is it so difficult?"
"It's so weird." Zhao Jin shook his head and added: "It's embarrassing and weird."
Now, without Zhao Xingzhi analyzing him, Zhao Jin could clearly detect that Zhao Qian was not treating him properly.
Because he is the son of King Liang, why do you let him attend the family banquet?
Zhao Qianke still had so many clan members, but they were not allowed to participate. Instead, he was allowed to participate, the son of a rebellious prince.
No matter how you look at it, nothing is right.
By the time Zhao Jin returned to the Hou Mansion, it was already past midnight.
As soon as he entered, Takeda immediately greeted him, "Master Hou, you are finally back."
"Has the palace banquet been held for so long?"
Zhao Jin sighed, "Your Majesty asked me to attend the family banquet."
"Family banquet?" Takeda was stunned for a moment, and then asked: "Is it because the Marquis is the son of Prince Liang?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Takeda denied what he just said, "No, your Majesty has no brotherly affection for Prince Liang. How could he allow the Marquis to attend a family banquet because of Prince Liang?"
Takeda guessed: "Master Marquis, does your Majesty want to show your honor and favor with this?"
Zhao Jin let out a light "heh" and did not express his guess. After all, he was too shocked.
As soon as he entered the lobby, Chu Weiqing and others greeted him.
Ning Huan frowned lightly, "Why did you come back so late? Wouldn't the banquet in the palace end before midnight?"
"Your Majesty kept me for a family dinner."
"Family banquet?" Ning Huan opened her eyes wide and cried out.
Zhao Jin was about to take the tea from the maid when he heard Ning Huan's voice and paused slightly in his hands.
Chu Weiqing and others also looked at Ning Huan in surprise.
"Mom, is there something wrong with this?" Chu Weiqing didn't know this, but Ning Huan's reaction was really a bit loud.
Ning Huan closed his eyes and looked at Zhao Jin, "Did your Majesty say anything?"
Zhao Jin drank a cup of tea and rinsed his mouth. Hearing this, he shook his head and said, "I haven't. I just think it's because of King Liang."
Ning Huan and Zhao Jin both knew that this excuse was impossible.
Ning Huan knew that she had lost her composure just now, but at this moment she could no longer care about it.
Is it because of her that Zhao Qian treats Zhao Jin like this, or does Zhao Qian know something?
She took a long breath and closed her eyes, "Jin'er, come here with mother."
The initially warm atmosphere in the lobby suddenly disappeared.
Everyone looked at each other, wondering what was going on.
"Okay." Zhao Jin put down his teacup and followed Ning Huan to the backyard and then into Ning Huan's room.
Ning Huan looked at the maids around him and said, "You guys go down first."
Soon, only Ning Huan and Zhao Jin were left in the room.
Ning Huan couldn't help but tighten her hand on the handkerchief. She raised her head and looked at Zhao Jin, "Do you know something?"
Zhao Jin remained silent and just looked at Ning Huan.
The two were silent for a moment.
After a long time, Zhao Jin seemed to compromise and said, "Mom, I just have a guess."
As for what the guess was, there was no need for Zhao Jin to tell, Ning Huan also guessed it.
Zhao Jin looked at Ning Huan and sighed lightly, "Mom, if you don't want to say it, don't force it. My son didn't intend to ask you in the first place."
If the guess is true, no matter what the original reason was, Ning Huan has been very good to his original self and Zhao Jin over the years.
Therefore, Zhao Jin never thought about questioning Ning Huan about this matter.
Furthermore, he is not his original self and has no position.
Ning Huan pursed her lips and suddenly said: "Actually, I don't know either."
Hearing this, Zhao Jin was a little stunned.
Don’t know? What does this mean?
Could it be that he doesn’t know whether the original person is Zhao Qian’s son?
Ning Huan exhaled slowly, with some depression showing in his brows, "Back then, in the name of Zhao Qian coming to Yanyang to visit his brother, he forcibly..."
Ning Huan couldn't finish the last half of the sentence no matter what.
Zhao Jin quickly held Ning Huan's trembling wrist, "Mom, it doesn't matter. Don't think about it. It's all over."
Ning Huan shook his head and continued: "Later, within two days, Zhao Yi... So, mother doesn't know either."
Finally speaking out the words that had been buried deep in her heart, Ning Huan felt a little relieved in her depressed heart.
Zhao Jin never expected that things would be like this.
He raised his jaw and gritted his teeth and said, "Zhao Qian is really...the two of them are indeed two brothers!"
They are all sanctimonious beasts in clothing.
"Mom, it's all over." Zhao Jin patted Ning Huan's back gently.
"Don't you blame mother?"
Ning Huan's voice was a little soft. She had never dared to tell Zhao Jin about this because she was afraid that he would blame her.
No one can accept it, not even knowing who his father is.
It's simply ridiculous.
"Mom," Zhao Jin frowned, "it's the two brothers Zhao Qian and Zhao Yi who are beasts. What does it have to do with you?"
"Mom, this matter was never your fault."
What Ning Huan was most worried about didn't happen, and she couldn't help but smile.
"As long as you don't blame mother."
"My mother has been thinking wildly all day long."
At this time, in the palace.
At the family banquet, the dignified and elegant queen had a serious face at this moment, "Zhao Jin is the child of that bitch Ning Huan?"
"Yes." The prince looked at his mother in surprise.
This was the first time he saw his mother looking so gloomy.
The queen closed her eyes for a moment, then opened them again, "Zhao Jin must not stay!"
"Ning Huan is already dead, and a bastard is still left to answer my questions!"
"Yu'er, did you hear that? Zhao Jin must not stay!"
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