I made millions after becoming a tyrant's concubine

Presumably because he had just confessed his love, Qian Yanzhi, who was sleepy at first, lost all sleepiness at all, and just lay motionless beside Huo Zheng, looking sideways at him from time to time.

I didn't expect that it would feel so comfortable to say it, and I could even know Huo Zheng's intentions, which was much better than guessing randomly in my heart.

Right now, he is in a good mood and very happy in his heart, even the corners of his mouth are raised uncontrollably, leaning on Huo Zheng's shoulder, he doesn't even know when he fell asleep.

When he woke up, Huo Zheng had already gone to court.

The gentleman who taught Jing Yuan had an accident in his hometown, so Huo Zheng asked him to take a few soldiers of the Imperial Army back. Although Jing Yuan doesn't have to go to the National Academy every day to study, he can't miss his homework after all.

When Qian Yanzhi woke up, the breakfast had been prepared, and now Jing Yuan’s loud voice of reciting a letter came from the corridor. Facing Huo Zheng’s questions, Jing Yuan could answer them fluently. , I will also think for a while, and give a simple opinion after Huo Zheng gives a hint.

Qian Yanzhi listened to the voice of Jing Yuan's endorsement, and after getting dressed, he sat down and let the maid who served him tie his hair.

Qian Yanzhi asked: "How long has your Majesty been here?"

Gong'e said: "It's about a cup of tea. Your Majesty said that Mr. Shaoyuan slept late, so he didn't let the slaves disturb him."

Qian Yanzhi smiled and handed the jade crown in front of the bronze mirror to Gong'e for her to tie her hair, then got up and walked out of the side hall.

Unexpectedly, when he just arrived at the door, he suddenly heard Jing Yuan say:

"Father, my son had a dream last night. I dreamed that there was a woman holding me and weeping bitterly. She said bluntly that she was my mother. My father, after the new year, my son's birthday will be celebrated. Can I go to the National Temple to pay my respects?" Mother prays."

Qian Yanzhi paused, and the palace door blocked his stiff body and his extremely shocked expression at the moment.

In an instant, he thought of meeting Biluo in the Hou Mansion last night. Although he stopped her from talking nonsense in front of Jing Yuan in time, her words about his mother were still engraved in his heart. Even Qian Yan No matter how much Zhizhi does counseling, he wants to know who his mother is.

After all, it was Qian Yanzhi who was negligent. He thought that his words could stabilize Jing Yuan. After all, he was only a child who was about to be six years old, so how could he understand a lot.

But now Jing Yuan politely asked about his biological mother, Qian Yanzhi felt that Jing Yuan was not an easy child.

He looked at Huo Zheng worriedly, while he was holding the book in his hand, his expression remained unchanged, as if he didn't listen to Jing Yuan's words, he put away the book and handed it to Li Lin, but his eyes fell on the side hall Qian Yanzhi, who was standing at the door, waved at him.

Only then did Qian Yanzhi walk over, a little embarrassed, and hurriedly changed the subject: "I'm hungry, why don't we have breakfast first."

Huo Zheng looked up at him, beckoned him to come closer, and then held his hand: "Have you slept well?"

Qian Yanzhi nodded.

But Jing Yuan at the side was a little uneasy, biting his lower lip and looking at Huo Zheng: "Father..."

"Breakfast." Huo Zheng's tone could not be refuted.

Qian Yanzhi was also taken aback, and immediately understood that although Huo Zheng looked normal, the mention of Jing Yuan's biological mother still touched the thorn in his heart.

Jing Yuan's eyes were red, and Dang even knelt in front of Huo Zheng, pleading:

"The teacher taught the "Book of Filial Piety" to the son-in-law, and the son-in-law should be filial to the father, but the son-in-law is growing up day by day. Although he knows that the biological mother is not happy with the father, he still asks the father to see her for the sake of giving birth to an heir for the royal family." Now, I also ask the father to let the ministers go to the National Temple to pray for the mother."

Huo Zheng's face became colder to the naked eye, and his aura was fierce. The courtyard and the house were covered with silver clothes overnight, exuding a chill, which set off Huo Zheng's coldness at the moment, and Li Lin even bent over Out of shape, trembling, not daring to look up.

"If you want to kneel, then kneel." Huo Zheng stared at him coldly.

Although the relationship between Huo Zheng and Jing Yuan eased somewhat in the days after Qian Yanzhi's arrival, Jing Yuan's life experience was still Huo Zheng's opposite, and no one else could comment on it.

Now Jing Yuan suddenly mentioned that Huo Zheng would naturally be displeased, and even faintly angry.

Qian Yanzhi hurriedly said: "It's freezing cold, Jing Yuan is still a child, what if he gets frozen, Jing Yuan get up quickly."

Jing Yuan didn't listen to him, but just looked up at Qian Yanzhi, then looked at Huo Zheng and said, "Father, my son can kneel."

"Then kneel." Huo Zheng was merciless, "Whoever begs for mercy will kneel with him."

Right now, Huo Zheng naturally had no intention of having breakfast, so he let go of Qian Yanzhi's hand and took Li Lin out of Hanyuan Hall.

Qian Yanzhi immediately wanted to chase after him, but seeing Jing Yuan, who was as stubborn as Huo Zheng, immediately squatted in front of him, trying to pull him up:

"Jing Yuan, didn't my father tell you that when you grow up, your father will tell your mother about it?"

Jing Yuan's face was stained with tears, he looked at Qian Yanzhi, pursed his mouth and said: "I know my father's kindness, but I really dreamed of my mother last night, her figure was blurred, I have my father by my side, but always Filial piety, but my mother gave birth to me, but I don't even know what she looks like, father, my heart hurts."

Qian Yanzhi saw that Jing Yuan's tears couldn't stop falling, and he hugged him distressedly and comforted him:

"Jing Yuan, Father knows."

"Father, please beg my father, I only want to pray for my birth mother, nothing else." Jing Yuan poked his head out of his arms pitifully, as if he wanted to break through from Qian Yanzhi.

Qian Yanzhi looked at his appearance, and immediately hugged him into his arms distressedly, not knowing whether to agree to him or not.

But after a while, Li Lin, who had left with Huo Zheng, suddenly turned back to Hanyuan Hall, stood in the courtyard and saluted Qian Yanzhi:

"Your Majesty ordered that the prince Huo Jingyuan was disobedient and unfilial, and he was punished to close the door and think about his mistakes, and copied the "Book of Filial Piety" fifty times. In addition, His Majesty also said that copying the "Book of Filial Piety" should not be delayed. Your Highness, don't delay. Hurry up and copy it. need to check."

Qian Yanzhi immediately understood that this elder brother still loves his younger brother, knowing that his temper is as stubborn as his own, and he will definitely kneel on the porch all the time, so he sent Li Lin to pass the decree to let him copy the "Book of Filial Piety" Get up for a reason.

Qian Yanzhi immediately pulled up Jing Yuan who was kneeling on the ground, but seeing that Jing Yuan's face was not happy, he just bowed respectfully to Li Lin, and then walked towards the study, with The shape is correct and the steps are steady, really not like a child.

"Your Majesty still has orders, please go to the Hall of Chuande, Mr. Shaoyuan." Li Lin bowed to Qian Yanzhi again.

Qian Yanzhi responded, and asked the servant Gong'e who served in Hanyuan Hall to say a few words, and then followed Li Lin to Chuande Hall.

Since the founding of the dynasty, the ancestral tablets should all be enshrined in the Taimiao, so the sacrifices to the Taimiao are often very grand.

Although the Chuande Hall in the palace is also dedicated to ancestor tablets and portraits, it can be worshiped from time to time without any fanfare.

Under Li Lin's guidance, Qian Yanzhi came to the Chuande Palace in the palace. Huo Zhengxuan's clothes were swaying on the floor, and his black gold hair crown was tied in a bun. His back was straight and his figure was tall and straight.

As soon as Qian Yanzhi stepped in, the servants around him retreated one after another.

Huo Zheng didn't look back, he just held the lit incense and bowed his body, then inserted.After entering the tripod, he turned around and looked at Qian Yanzhi:

"Yesterday in the Hou Mansion, did Lord Hou say something?"

What Qian Yanzhi was most afraid of was Huo Zheng's eyes when he was serious, ruthless and cold, even a little indifferent.

Especially after what happened in the Hou Mansion last night, he didn't know how to tell Huo Zheng.

"Master Hou didn't say anything, but there was a nanny who said that Jing Yuan looked like his mother, which aroused Jing Yuan's sadness." Qian Yanzhi half-truthfully told what happened last night.

He didn't dare to tell Huo Zheng about Biluo's appearance in the Hou's mansion. According to his temperament, he wanted to get rid of all the people in Changle Palace back then, just to preserve the queen mother's reputation.

If he knew that Biluo was not dead, and was rescued by Li Chengye and kept in the green plum garden, he would definitely kill again, including Li Chengye, I'm afraid he couldn't be alone.

At present, Huo Zheng's implementation of the new policy in the court has already been hindered. If he kills Yang Xinhou's mansion again because of the silence, it may cause turmoil in the court, and even troublesome people will go to investigate Yangxin. The cause of Xinhou's death.

Huo Zheng didn't want Yuan's life experience to be exposed, so killing Li Chengye would attract people to investigate the cause of his death. I'm afraid Jing Yuan will still be involved in the end.

Huo Zheng stared into his eyes, and after confirming that he was not lying, he lit the incense himself and handed it to Qian Yanzhi: "Put the incense stick."

Qian Yanzhi was a little amazed, the memorial tablet of Huo Zheng's ancestor was enshrined in the Chuande Hall, and he actually asked him to offer incense.

"Your Majesty, this..."

"You are my Lord Shaoyuan and one of my people, so you should offer incense to your ancestors," Huo Zheng said.

Seeing Huo Zheng's serious eyes, Qian Yanzhi nodded his head, and when he saluted, he heard Huo Zheng say:

"Jing Yuan can only save his life if he is my son. No matter whether it is him or the common people in the world, they cannot know who his biological mother is."

After Qian Yanzhi saluted and inserted the incense sticks, he turned around and looked at Huo Zheng behind him: "I know."

Huo Zheng stared into his eyes, held his hands and said: "The royal blood must not be messed up, Jing Yuan must be my son, Ah Yan, I hope you can understand that I am not so heartless."

Qian Yanzhi looked at Huo Zheng's appearance, pondered for a while, and then said: "Your Majesty, have you ever thought that instead of suppressing Jing Yuan and preventing him from knowing who his biological mother is, it is better to make up a life story for him. It’s not possible for the person who knows the truth to tell him, which will separate the relationship between you and your father.”

Huo Zheng: "I don't want to lie to him."

Qian Yanzhi: "..."

Huo Zheng: "One lie needs thousands of lies to complete. If I don't let him know, there will be a way to prevent him from knowing it. But if I use lies to deceive him, I'm afraid that when someone with a heart tells him, it will be the same. It will divide the relationship between father and son."

Qian Yanzhi scratched his head: "Is there no better solution?"

Huo Zheng turned around and looked at the ancestral tablets enshrined in the Chuande Hall, and sighed: "There will be."