I am slightly cute

The queen mother stared at the masked man for a long while, but the man did not take off the mask, let alone said anything, just sat quietly on the chair, looking at the front calmly, only two black lacquered figures protruding from the hole in the mask The eyeballs are turning from time to time.

"What exactly do you want?" The queen mother also restrained her relaxed look, frowning and staring at the person not far away.

The man still didn't speak, Wei Wei lifted up the leftover teacup from the adult who had just left, there were still some fragments in it, deposited at the bottom of the cup, dotted like scattered soot.

The queen mother nodded in disappointment. She looked at the snowy scene outside the door. The excitement that had just been immersed in the flattery of ministers and officials had subsided. It was as if those joyous and lively scenes had never happened, and her place was still the same as before. Lonely and cold, like a dispensable blue stone in the snow, no one will approach, no one will care.

"The matter has come to this, what are you still insisting on? The late emperor has been dead for many years, why can't you let go!"

The masked man froze his fingers, raised his head and took a deep look at the queen mother.

The Empress Dowager's expression turned cold, and she said angrily, "You go."

The masked man clasped the barrier in front of his face with his hands, and slowly peeled off his face. The face behind the hideous mask was young, handsome, and aggressive.

Han Jingzhi smiled lightly, "Who do you think I am?"

The Empress Dowager's complexion changed in an instant, and she noticed it when the person opposite stretched out her fingers. Those hands were slender, powerful, and well-defined, but the skin was more delicate and younger, and she didn't want to be the person she thought, until Han Jingzhi Only when she showed her face did she realize that she was careless.

Her performance was not perfect, it was easy to see through, she actually knew a lot of things, but relying on her status as the emperor's mother, she finally gritted her teeth and did not reveal the slightest bit, but she also knew that this was not a long-term solution, So she was always on guard that Han Jingzhi or someone else would get that person's information from her.

Unexpectedly, it was finally counted into it.

"I underestimated you." The queen mother said coldly, she was full of vigilance, and seemed to be hesitating, if she could keep Han Jingzhi here and not remember anything, would she be able to save herself from her mistakes.

Han Jingzhi could naturally feel the surge of the Empress Dowager's inner power, ready to go, and even wanted to kill himself, but he was not worried, firstly, the Empress Dowager was not prepared, and secondly, because he wanted to subdue the Empress Dowager with his martial arts, It was also more than enough.

"It's just a mask and a coat, and there are too many people who know it. Fang Jin has seen it, Aunt Liu and the groom have seen it, and even the concubine Qiu who is secretly controlled by me knows it. Putting it all together, it really is the same. Even you have lied to me." Han Jingzhi was not in a hurry, he knew that the Queen Mother did not explain everything so easily, if it wasn't for the inability to imitate the voice, he still hoped to come up with more words with a mask.

"You are very smart." The Queen Mother sneered.

"So you can rest assured that you entrust the emperor to me." Han Jingzhi never thought of talking in this way with his sweetheart's mother before.

"If you and the emperor don't have that kind of relationship, it's really a serious problem." The queen mother quickly restrained her internal strength, and she also knew that it would be difficult to hurt Han Jingzhi, but since Han Jingzhi chose to come by himself, he must be There are things that Xiao Suji doesn't want to know.

"You took so much trouble to lie to me, what is it for?"

Han Jingzhi said: "It's not that I can't guess that person, I just want to know whose son the emperor is."

Concubine Qiu whispered something in Han Jingzhi's ear before leaving. The late emperor had eighteen daughters but no son. He once asked my father to find an eminent monk who lived in seclusion in the mountains to tell his fortune. The eminent monk said that the late emperor had no destiny. But after returning to the palace, I heard that the queen mother was pregnant, and then the emperor was born. Do you think the emperor is really the rightful son of heaven?

Is the emperor really justified?

Han Jingzhi has never told anyone about this matter, let alone Xiao Suji. The only person in the world who can give him an answer is the Queen Mother. Whose son is Xiao Suji, the Queen Mother will never know. .

In fact, thinking about it, he almost believed in Concubine Qiu's words. The late emperor gave birth to eighteen daughters, but he couldn't give birth to a son. What, maybe the first emperor really ordered that no son would not be able to have a son, so in the end even the first emperor gave up.

However, as soon as the Empress Dowager entered the palace, she had Xiao Suji, who was honored and favored for a while, and Xiao Suji was named the prince and became Da Qi's legitimate heir.

The Empress Dowager smiled, and the smile made people feel cold all over, and frost had condensed on that beautiful face that still had charm.

"Don't you already have the answer in your heart?"

Now it's Han Jingzhi's turn to be silent. Of course he can't tell whether what the Queen Mother said is true or not. The black hands behind the scenes who have been searching hard for so long may become Xiao Suji's biological parents, so is it still possible to track down?

"If the emperor was not the son of the late emperor, he would have no reason to suffer the crimes he suffered when he was a child, let alone be taught evil skills." This is not logical. If the emperor is the real son of the mastermind behind the scenes, he cannot believe it. His son started to usurp the throne?Obviously not, otherwise he wouldn't have been quiet all these years, so what exactly does he want?

"Because he doesn't believe like you that the emperor is his son. He thinks that the emperor is the descendant of the late emperor, so he wishes that the emperor will die early, but the emperor is also my son. He cannot and cannot kill my flesh and blood. These years have been a torment for the emperor, and it is not bad for him." The queen mother thought of that person as she spoke, with a wry smile on her lips.

"That person must be the Grand Master." Han Jingzhi said.

A few months ago, Xiao Suji recovered from the barrier's control, it was the Empress Dowager's hand. At this time, the Grand Master happened not to be in Bianzhou. Fang Jin discusses cooperation.

The grand master heard that the emperor had lost control, so he sent his subordinates to assassinate again and again, and the groom also confirmed that he had picked up the masked man from the post station back to Beijing, and the time was just right.

When Pei Yu was promoted by Xiao Suji, the grand master was quite critical, but Pei Yu was always emotional, crying at every turn, the grand master didn't take him seriously, but when Xiao Suji was in trouble, Pei Yu didn't have real power, and anything he played that contradicted the grand master would be rejected.

Pei Yu's suspicion of the grand master was intuition, and he asked the hidden guards sent by Ying Qiujia to restrict the grand master's actions to a certain extent, which made the matter of Lianxue Villa and the way back to Beijing full of loopholes.

"That person is my senior brother." The queen mother's eyes were a little blurred and yearning, she paused, and then added: "Senior brother who was a childhood sweetheart and a childhood sweetheart, if it weren't for sudden changes, maybe we are living in a place in Beimiao now." On the mountain, I have my own thatched hut and my own vegetable field. I gather herbs and practice martial arts in my spare time. If I meet people from the rivers and lakes, I can make friends and learn martial arts. Poor people who are seriously injured, we will also treat the sick and save the sick and the wounded.”

The Empress Dowager's eyes were slightly red, and the corners of her mouth curled up a little reluctantly. Now the more she fantasizes, the more painful she is. The more painful she is, the more she insists on remembering. Chewing these childhood expectations over and over again, it seems that there are too many repetitions, and even the memory Will be paralyzed, and even wounds will heal.

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