Pampering the outside room alone? I entered the East Palace to pass on the sick and weak prince

Emperor Renjing said in a deep voice.

"Xuan."

Although he was trying his best to suppress it, there was still anger in his tone that had not dissipated.

Outside the imperial study, Murong Heng stepped into the imperial study wearing black attire.

As soon as he walked in, he noticed something was wrong in the atmosphere. Emperor Renjing and Prince Rong were at war with each other.

His eyes narrowed slightly, and then he stepped forward.

"Father."

"Why are you here?"

Emperor Renjing's voice softened a little.

Murong Heng spoke slowly, with an innate indifference in his voice.

"I originally had something to say to my father, but judging from the situation, it seems that my father and Prince Rong still have something to discuss, so why don't I come back later?"

"No need, what Prince Rong told me is also related to you."

"Oh?"

Murong Heng stopped, a smile that did not reach his eyes was on his noble face.

"Father, please elaborate."

Emperor Renjing briefly explained the matter somewhat unhappily.

After listening, Murong Heng's eyes fell on Su Sheng beside him, his tone was mocking.

"Prince Rong really cares about Prince Rui. I was assassinated before. Why didn't I see Prince Rong entering the palace to ask my father to get the Inspectorate and the Ministry of Punishment involved?"

Su Sheng narrowed his eyes.

"Prince Rui is my nephew, so I am naturally worried about his safety."

"Prince Rong, do you still remember that Gu Ye called you 'uncle'?"

Su Sheng turned his head and met Murong Heng's calm eyes.

He glanced at Murong Heng's face.

In fact, he looks somewhat similar to me.

When he was a child, he did follow him, stretched out his little hand to pull his clothes, and called him "uncle".

In their bones, they share similar blood.

Su Sheng looked away, his voice cold.

"The word 'uncle' also has the distinction between closeness and distance."

"There is a difference between closeness and distance."

The ridicule in Murong Heng's eyes became more and more obvious: "But Prince Rui is the son of my father, and my father is not as anxious as my uncle. If my uncle is so eager to stand up for Prince Rui, he is afraid that he will attract bad criticism."

Su Sheng snorted coldly.

"Isn't there still little criticism from the DPRK and China over the years?"

He didn't care at all.

Murong Heng's eyes dimmed.

"I don't care if my uncle is unruly, but my father will care, Prince Rui will care, and so will my mother and queen."

After hearing the last sentence, Su Sheng's eyes froze, and the hands in his sleeves tightened slightly.

Seeing the slight change in Su Sheng's expression, Emperor Renjing's originally furious mood finally felt better.

He leaned back on the dragon chair behind him and said coldly.

"Dali Temple has already given the results regarding Prince Rui. If there are any questions later, I will make my own decision! Now that the Queen Mother has just entered the imperial mausoleum, I am worried. Prince Rong has nothing else to do. Please do not step into the imperial study room again in the near future. Got it!"

This means driving Su Sheng away.

Su Sheng's eyes were cold and he stood there without moving for a moment.

Until Murong Heng's displeased voice sounded beside him.

"Uncle, didn't you hear what your father said?"

He turned his head, his eyes showing a deep evil intention instead of the usual indifference.

Su Sheng met his gaze and suddenly felt a little dazed.

Everyone in the world knew that Prince Daorong was arrogant and unruly and acted rampantly, but who knew that the sick prince in the East Palace was not bloodthirsty and terrifying in his bones?

If he really touches his weak point, Murong Heng might do something even more wild and rebellious than him.

Su Sheng curled his lips and smiled coldly.

Then he nodded towards Emperor Renjing, waved his wide sleeves, turned around and walked out.

When Su Sheng's figure disappeared outside the imperial study room, Emperor Renjing's expression completely collapsed.

"Rebellious ministers and traitors!"

He placed the cup in his hand hard and half of the tea spilled out.

After calming down a little, he looked at Murong Heng.

"Heng'er, why did you come to see me?"

Murong Heng looked at him.

"My son knew that my father was in a bad mood, so I wanted to come and say some words of comfort, but I didn't expect that I met Prince Rong here and was having trouble with my father."

Emperor Renjing sighed, then coughed a few times.

He waved.

"It's not like he has been like this all day long. It's not like you don't know...Wang Defu, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is weak. Please give me a seat."

"Yes."

Wang Defu immediately moved a mahogany chair and let Murong Heng sit down.

Taking advantage of the situation, he was offered another cup of tea.

"It's better that you understand me."

Emperor Renjing showed a trace of fatigue on his face: "The Queen Mother is my biological mother. She has treated me sincerely all these years. Now that she is gone, I feel empty in my heart. In the future... I don't know who else can treat me like this."

"Father, you are joking. With so many concubines in the harem, there will always be someone who is sincere to you. What's more, you still have children."

Hearing this, Emperor Renjing smiled lightly and was noncommittal.

"Speaking of which, I have something to ask my father."

Murong Heng held the cup lid with his slender fingers and gently plucked the floating leaves in the tea.

"My father seems to have never mentioned my mother and queen. Can you tell me about it?"

When he heard him talking about the First Queen, Emperor Renjing's eyes froze for a moment.

Remembering that Queen Mother Jing'an summoned Murong Heng alone before her death, his heart suddenly lifted slightly.

"Why did you suddenly ask about your mother?"

"It's just something I feel."

Murong Heng looked calm: "My father is so sad about the death of my grandmother. Think about it, when Erchen's biological mother passed away, I had just been born, and I had never even seen her face, so..."

Murong Heng raised his head.

"So, can my father tell me about my biological mother?"

Emperor Renjing's scrutinizing gaze fell on his face, wanting to see if there was any truth in his words, but he met Murong Heng's calm gaze.

It seems that all doubts are due to his paranoia.

Emperor Renjing thought for a moment and then whispered.

"Wan'er... is my true love."

Murong Heng's hand that was playing with the lid of the cup paused slightly, and after a few seconds, it returned to normal.

He narrowed his eyes.

"Then my father must miss my mother very much?"

"I miss her, I miss her very much... Your queen mother is the most virtuous and kind-hearted woman in the world, and she is also the woman who loves me the most in the world. If she were here, she would definitely love you extremely much, but... she is just unlucky. .”

Emperor Renjing showed a rare weak posture, as if he remembered something from the past that he did not dare to look back on.

Murong Heng listened quietly and then said.

"If the queen mother hears these words, she will be very moved."

Hearing this, Emperor Renjing's eyes flickered, but he did not answer.

Are you moved...

I'm afraid she'll find it ridiculous, right?

Laughing at him for being hypocritical and kind, and not worthy of being her husband.

Thinking of Su Waner's charming and gentle face, Emperor Renjing suddenly felt his heart congested and felt a strong sense of guilt.

But if he could do it all over again, would he make another choice?

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