Is Shizi ill today?

Chapter 1299 Brother

Aunt Qin died, and the news spread outside the palace in just one night.

Shen Qianqiao sensitively sensed that something was wrong.

"Do you think she would do such a thing?"

Xia Houjing stared at her with dark eyes, as if he wanted to hear a different opinion from her.

Shen Qianqiao hugged the child, not knowing how to reply him.

Prince Duan was poisoned by Concubine Duan. For this dragon chair, what kind of mentality did Ah Jing tell her about this back then? The mother he intended, he chose to accept.

But now Ah Jing has no memory of the past, he relies on trusting the queen mother, if this matter is exposed, can he still be the same as before?

Shen Qianqiao looked at him, the corner of her mouth twitched: "I think this matter is a bit weird."

A faint glint flashed across Xia Houjing's eyes.

"Where is Aunt Qin's son now?"

"It's still in the palace, I'll send someone to watch."

"Ah Jing, you also noticed that this incident is unusual, right?"

Xia Houjing looked at her, and touched his son's face with his hand, as if he could calm down a little in this way.

He hummed casually.

Shen Qianqiao frowned.

"Fell asleep."

Shen Qianqiao was taken aback for a moment, and followed his gaze to look at the son in her arms.

She carried the child in, put it on the bed, and then turned to look at the man sitting not far away.

"Ajing."

Xia Houjing looked at her.

Shen Qianqiao walked over, knelt down in front of him, took his hand and held it tightly, and looked up at him: "No matter what happens, I will be with you."

Xia Houjing looked at her, with a smile on the corner of his lips, he took her hand and put it on his lips for a kiss.

The feather-like kiss made Shen Qianqiao blush, but she felt much relieved.

"Your Majesty, this is the second son's residence."

Xia Houjing raised his foot and went in.

Compared with the blooming flowers and brocades outside, this place is full of weeds, desolate and cold, not a good place to live.

He had just entered the yard when a man ran out of the house and crawled at his feet.

"My younger brother has met the emperor, long live the emperor."

His voice trembled, his head rested on the ground, and he couldn't see his face clearly, but from his sackcloth and filial piety clothes, one could tell that he was the son of Aunt Qin, his younger brother.

Xia Houjing looked down at him and looked around.

The whole place is deserted, which makes people not like it very much.

"I came here, you should know what it is?"

"Chen, I don't know..."

The stammering and trembling voice made Xia Houjing lose his patience, and his brows furrowed.

Seeing the master's expression, the eunuch at the side said: "Your Majesty, some people are just stubborn, so don't show any color, I'm afraid they won't speak honestly!"

"I beg your Majesty to spare me, I really don't know, I only have this, but I never told anyone!"

He took out a handkerchief from his clothes.

The little eunuch took it and handed it to Xia Houjing.

Xia Houjing opened it, his eyes moved, and his thin lips formed a straight line.

"I beg your Majesty to spare me..."

He knocked his head to the ground.

Xia Houjing didn't look at him again, turned and left.

Waiting until the man disappeared at the gate of the courtyard, the servant in the house ran out in three steps and two steps, and helped Zhou Yan up.

"Second son, you have suffered."

Zhou Yan smiled bleakly, raised his hand to wipe the blood on his forehead, and glanced at the distant sky.

"Have you suffered less here? As long as you can go out, it's nothing."

(End of this chapter)