The identity of the direct son - Xu I's prosperous world

When the emperor came to Ji's mansion, he was already familiar with driving. He got off the carriage in the courtyard of the sedan chair, and went to the courtyard where Ji Heng lived.

Before anyone went in to report, he had already entered the main courtyard.

There were not many servants in the Ji Mansion, and Xu Shi and Xu Qilang both went out and took some people away, so there were even fewer people in the Ji Mansion. The emperor felt very deserted all the way.

It was only under the eaves that he bumped into Lizhi who was serving Ji Heng. He had an impression of Lizhi, knowing that she was Ji Heng's personal maid, and he was also relieved of her ordinary appearance.

Lizhi was holding hot water in his hand, and was very surprised when he saw him, quickly put down the water and knelt down to salute. The emperor saw her carrying the water, and thought it was Ji Heng taking a nap to wash up, but he didn't know it was for Zhao Zhili.

He asked, "Why didn't I see anyone all the way in?"

Li Zhi hurriedly said, "It's my wife who went out to be a guest, and I didn't greet the emperor, I ask the emperor to forgive me."

The emperor said, "I just came here in modest clothes, no need to be polite. Madam is out, your young master is here."

Li Zhi replied respectfully, "If you go back to the emperor, the eldest young master is in the inner bedroom..."

Before he had time to say that there were still guests, the emperor had already gone in by himself, followed by several of his servants and guards, and the guards were standing by the door. Zhang Hesheng, the servant, called Lizhi who was kneeling on the ground to get up.

The emperor entered the house with ease, passed the second room for receiving guests, and the study room. After the inner servant drew up the thick curtain, he walked in by himself. Heng was talking, but it was a little vague, so he didn't hear clearly.

The emperor wondered who Ji Heng was talking to, his cousin?

He couldn't help but walk around to the side of the screen without making a sound. It would be very rude to enter the inner room without notification, but the emperor didn't think so much at this time.

Thinking of Ji Heng taking a nap and having his cousin in his room, he was already boiling with jealousy.

However, what caught his eyes was something that made him even more angry.

I saw Ji Heng sitting on the head of the bed, holding a man sitting on the edge of the bed in his arms, and even patted him gently, and more importantly, this man was only wearing his underwear.

The emperor turned pale all of a sudden, coughed viciously, and said, "Junqing, I'm here to see you."

Both Ji Heng and Zhao Zhili were taken aback by the emperor's words. Ji Heng raised his head in an instant, and saw the emperor, whose face was darkened to the bottom, standing elusively by the screen, and almost had a heart attack. He was even more frightened, and quickly backed away from Ji Heng's side, turning his head to look at the emperor with a dumbfounded expression of being overly frightened.

Only now did the emperor see that this man was none other than Zhao Zhili.

He frowned, and it was difficult to suppress the sourness in his heart caused by suspicion. He walked over, sat down on the edge of the bed, and asked Zhao Zhili, "Cousin, why are you here with Junqing, and why are you doing this?" Such an appearance is really insulting to gentlemen."

The emperor has always been deep in thought and ruthless in methods, but his speech has always been mellow and sweet. It is the first time that he speaks of Zhao Zhili in such a serious way.

Zhao Zhili naturally felt the coldness and anger in the emperor's words clearly, so he hurriedly knelt down and said, "Greetings to the emperor, long live my emperor."

The emperor didn't let him lie down, but still said coldly, "I ask you, why are you here with Junqing?"

Ji Heng naturally also felt the sudden anger of the emperor, he wanted to get out of bed and kneel down, but the emperor directly grabbed his arm, pressed him on the bed, and looked at Ji Heng almost with warning eyes glance.

Zhao Zhili couldn't answer unless he made up a lie.

At this moment, Ji Heng made a rescue for him, and said, "Your Majesty, it was Ji Yong's first wife who died by suicide. Ji Yong buried her yesterday, and it was too late when she came back from the burial. He came to Weichen to ask How do I tell you about this, I am afraid that the emperor will punish his family for not being optimistic about the person who will wear the crime. I saw that the time was too late, so I left Ji Yong to rest. Ji Yong was so tired that he fell asleep and woke up just now .”

Zhao Zhili was also thinking about how to report the news of Yang Qinxuan's death to the emperor, or the emperor already knew about it and just pretended not to know.

Now Ji Heng has solved all his problems, not only explaining why he is here, but also talking about Yang Qinxuan's death, and also talking about his family's trepidation and anxiety about this matter.

The emperor glanced at Ji Heng and Zhao Zhili several times, seeing that Ji Heng was well dressed, and he did not look like he had done anything unusual, so he was relieved, and said to Zhao Zhili, "Cousin, hurry up and flatten yourself." Forget it. You don’t wear so little, it’s not good if you get sick, hurry up and tidy up before you talk to me.”

Only then did Zhao Zhili thank En and get up.

At this time, Ji Heng also called Lizhi outside, and Lizhi was standing outside tremblingly waiting for orders.

Hearing Ji Heng calling her, she ran in quickly, Ji Heng said, "Take Prince Zhao to wash and tidy up, and serve tea to the emperor."

Li Zhi quickly complied, and then retreated politely, and Zhao Zhili followed her out the door.

Zhao Zhili was taken to Xu's side to wash and dress. Fortunately, the clothes that Zhao Zhili took off last night were packed up by lychees and dried on the stove. Zhao Zhili put on the clothes, but it was not easy to put on the outermost layer In the end, Lizhi went to look for the mother in charge, Ling Shuang, to find a Confucian shirt that Mr. Ji hadn't worn yet, and gave it to Zhao Zhili.

Zhao Zhili was already tall and burly, so it was just right for Mr. Ji to wear him.

Here Zhang Hesheng personally took the tea from the longan and brought it in to serve the emperor. Seeing that the emperor was talking to Ji Heng, he hurriedly left again.

The emperor carefully looked at Ji Heng's face, and said: "Your complexion is much better now. I see that you have recovered, so I am relieved."

Ji Heng said: "Your Majesty, you are so concerned about my illness, which makes me feel very guilty."

The emperor took his hand and shook it, "Since you feel guilty, don't get sick again."

Ji Heng smiled, "This is not something Wei Chen can guarantee if he wants to."

The emperor saw him smile, so he smiled himself, and immediately put on a straight face, and said, "What were you talking to your cousin just now, why did you put your arms around him."

Ji Heng leaned close to the emperor's ear and deliberately whispered, "Your Majesty, did you not notice that Prince Zhao's eyes are red? He is crying. This is really rare. This is the first time I have seen it. I’ve seen him cry before.” It’s okay to whisper, and it’s very childish, after Ji Heng finished speaking, he felt uncomfortable in his heart.

Ji Heng leaned so close to the emperor's ear, the breath between his breaths almost made the emperor uncontrollable, his heart was pounding, he managed to maintain his composure, but he couldn't get angry anymore, he froze for a moment, and said, "Why is he crying?"

Ji Heng looked into his eyes and said softly, "Because the child he once let his wife conceive is gone. Now that he is dead, when I think about it, there will always be times when I feel sad. I think he is so pitiful, so I have to I comforted him a bit, the man did not flick his tears easily, if I did not hug him, but looked into his eyes, I think he would not be able to cry immediately, but would feel embarrassed instead."

Ji Heng's brisk words completely dispelled the emperor's doubts, and the emperor said helplessly, "You."

Ji Heng smiled again, and said, "Today Mr. Zhao is very ashamed. He slept on the kang last night. He got up just now and fell off the kang. He fell into a daze."

His expression was a bit narrow, the emperor glanced at the kang, and then at the bed where Ji Heng was sleeping, and couldn't help but feel jealous, but thinking that Ji Heng would put down the tent when he was sleeping, it made him feel better.

It turns out that liking someone can make people so narrow-minded.

Thinking of his jealousy and anger towards Zhao Zhili, the emperor had to come to this conclusion.

After Zhao Zhili packed up, he came to salute the emperor again. The emperor sat him down and said, "Since my cousin has passed away, you don't have to feel sad. Just let the queen mother marry you again, or you Whoever you like, I can give you a marriage."

He said this on purpose. Firstly, he said that he didn't mind talking about Yang Qinxuan at all. Second, he expressed his concern for Zhao Zhili. Thirdly, it was natural that Zhao Zhili got married again. It is unbearable to go to Ji Heng's house and cry to Ji Heng about the child who died half a year ago.

Zhao Zhili said, "Thank you Majesty Long En, but I have no plans to marry again recently."

After Zhao Zhili finished speaking, the emperor didn't answer for a while, so the atmosphere turned cold, Ji Heng had no choice but to break the embarrassment of silence, and said, "Ji Yong, you didn't come home last night, I think your family is looking for you."

Zhao Zhili knew that Ji Heng wanted to take the opportunity to let him leave, so he took advantage of the situation and said to the emperor, "Your Majesty, I don't know if there is anything else, if there is nothing, I want to leave first."

The emperor said: "You go back first."

Zhao Zhili saluted again and left.

Seeing the history books on Ji Heng's bedside, the emperor said, "You are sick, why are you still reading?"

Ji Heng said, "If you don't read books, you'll be bored. How about, Your Majesty, let's play chess."

The emperor said, "If you are sick, don't play chess. It's best not to think about things, so that you can recover quickly." He still remembered that Ji Heng's illness was due to overthinking, so he asked Ji Heng to do nothing. Do not think.

Ji Heng said helplessly, "That would be too boring."

The emperor said, "It's fine if you don't talk to me."

Ji Heng: "Then what should I say?"

The emperor said: "Tell me about what happened when you were in Yangzhou."

Ji Heng thought for a while and said, "There was nothing wrong at that time. I was so young, but I was enlightened by my master every day to read and write."

The emperor was dissatisfied and said, "Is there nothing else?"

Ji Heng smiled and said: "It's really nothing, the emperor thinks I'm boring."

The emperor quickly said, "How come. In my heart, no one is more interesting than you."

Ji Heng was stunned for a moment, completely unaware of what the emperor meant by expressing this sentence so eagerly.

After the emperor finished speaking, he looked at Ji Heng, waiting for Ji Heng's expression with some anticipation and some trepidation.

Ji Heng didn't know which sentence to answer when Zhang Hesheng's voice came from outside, "Your Majesty, it's time for Young Master Ji to take medicine."

Ji Heng was saved by these words, looked at the emperor and said, "Your Majesty, it's time for me to drink the medicine."

The emperor said, "Bring the medicine in."

Ji Heng looked towards the screen at the door, but he didn't expect to see the third sister coming in with his medicine.