Happy Spring Every Year

Chapter 153 Did Father Die of Illness?

That night, after everyone in the palace had dinner, they went to rest.

Just as Jiang Xun said, everything is calm.

However, in a secluded and hidden place, there were two people standing there.

"Cousin, why do you have to force me to this point? Aren't you afraid of me——"

"Huai Zhang, you and I are in the same game, isn't it just about who can't afford to lose?"

The night wind was cold, and at this moment it parted the clouds, allowing moonlight to pour down and illuminate the two faces in the darkness.

Both of them were handsome and gentle, but one of them had an ugly look on his face while the other had a smile on his face. They were Zhao Huaizhang and...King Xiang Zhao Huaixiang.

At this time, Zhao Huaizhang frowned, obviously angry but not daring to speak.

Zhao Huaixiang on the opposite side shook his head and chuckled when he saw this. "We are both at fault for the flower viewing banquet. Once this is exposed, we will both suffer."

"But for me, the worst outcome is that I will never get that position again. At least my life will be safe. But for you..."

"Huai Zhang, if you have such thoughts, I'm afraid that not only you, but the entire Prince Rong's Mansion will suffer along with you."

Zhao Huaizhang shuddered when Zhao Huaixiang said this.

He suddenly looked up, his eyes full of unwillingness and fear.

However, under Zhao Huaixiang's calm gaze, all his reluctance was in vain. In the end, his shoulders slumped, revealing a sense of dejection.

Seeing this, Zhao Huaixiang raised the corner of his mouth slightly and whispered: "In this case, I will have to trouble Huai Zhang."

"Huai Zhen is so close to Miss Shen, so no matter what scheme he sets up, it will be easy."

After Zhao Huaixiang finished speaking, he turned around and left calmly without caring whether Zhao Huaizhang responded or not.

But he had only taken a few steps when Zhao Huaizhang's slightly hoarse voice suddenly came from behind him:

"Cousin, have you ever thought about the consequences of losing? You and your cousin's wife are so deeply in love, aren't you afraid of getting her into trouble?"

Zhao Huaixiang stopped suddenly under the moonlight, but never looked back.

After a long while, he finally chuckled and said, "Huai Zhang, we are both members of the royal family. How could you ask such a naive question?"

"Don't you know the Emperor's methods?"

"Or, what are you testing?"

As Zhao Huaixiang spoke, he finally turned around and his eyes fell on Zhao Huaizhang, full of inquiry.

Zhao Huaizhang had calmed down considerably at this moment. He shook his head and said in a hoarse voice, "I just want to know if my cousin still has a conscience."

Zhao Huaixiang raised his lips slightly when he heard this, and said lightly: "Don't worry, Huaizhang, if I win in the future, I will not cross the river and destroy the bridge."

"Prince Rong's Mansion will always be there."

Zhao Huaizhang looked at Zhao Huaixiang's expression intently, and after a long while, he could only utter helplessly: "I hope you will keep your word, cousin."

"nature."

Zhao Huaixiang nodded slightly, turned and left.

Zhao Huaizhang stood where he was, staring at Zhao Huaixiang as he left. Was there any trace of resentment in his closed eyes?

There is only determination and perseverance to protect the family.

......

Zhao Huaixiang went all the way back to Qinghui Palace.

The palace was quiet, and Princess Pei Shiyin of Prince Xiang seemed to have fallen asleep with the little princess Zhao Yuanling.

Zhao Huaixiang sat quietly outside for a long time, until the coldness in his body had completely dissipated, and he took in the warm incense in the hall, then he tiptoed onto the couch.

Zhao Yuanling is only eight months old now and is sleeping soundly in the innermost room.

Zhao Huaixiang gently stretched out his arms and embraced Pei Shiyin from behind.

The person in his arms stiffened, obviously not asleep.

Zhao Huaixiang sighed softly upon seeing this, "Ayin..."

Pei Shiyin immediately turned around, hugged Zhao Huaixiang's waist tightly, buried her head in his chest, and trembled all over.

I don't know if it was out of fear or crying.

Zhao Huaixiang's eyes immediately showed heartache. He lowered his head to kiss Pei Shiyin's hair and patted her back again and again.

Pei Shiyin bit her lip, tears rolling down her face silently.

The prince's silence showed his determination.

She couldn't persuade him, nor could she help him.

But she had a very bad feeling in her heart, especially when she went to pick up her mother today, and her mother got very angry with the prince again...

Thinking of this, Pei Shiyin couldn't help sobbing.

Zhao Huaixiang did not stop the soothing gesture with his hands, nor did he say anything, but just stared at the bed curtain above his head in a daze.

Until Pei Shiyin lowered her voice and spoke in a trembling voice:

"Your Highness, Ah Xiang..."

"Don't forget what we said at the beginning: we will sleep together in life and be buried together in death."

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Qingyan Palace.

"Mother, where is this? Where is this? Where is this?"

In the palace, there was a little man running around with curiosity and excitement on his face. He sat behind the table, then sat beside the couch, and then leaned on the cushion.

"Yes, both."

The Crown Princess smiled and nodded, but if you looked closely, you could see tears in her eyes, which she carefully hid.

Prince Xianhuai prayed for the people on Mount Zhou on behalf of Emperor Sheng several times, and he lived in Qingyan Palace.

Zhao Yuanye was still very young at that time, and this was the first time he had come to Zhoushan Palace since he could remember.

Hearing that Prince Xianhuai had lived here before, he couldn't wait to look for traces of the past and touch every place where his father had sat or stood.

After a long time, he finally got tired and sat down opposite the Crown Princess, panting.

The Crown Princess took out a handkerchief and gently wiped the sweat off Zhao Yuanye's forehead. She smiled and said, "Okay, Ye'er, you can stay here for several more days."

Zhao Yuanye smiled and nodded, reaching out to grab the water on the table.

Seeing this, the Crown Princess stretched out her hand to block it and said gently, "It's a little cold. Change it."

Zhao Yuanye shook his head nonchalantly, "Mother, it's okay, Ye'er is in good health!"

As soon as he finished speaking, his expression suddenly paused and he hurriedly looked at his mother's face.

Fortunately, there was no expression on the Crown Princess's face, which made Zhao Yuanye breathe a sigh of relief.

He obediently withdrew his hand and waited for the Crown Princess to pour another cup of warm water. Then he took it with both hands and drank it in small sips.

He knew that his father had been weak since childhood and was unlikely to live long. Later, he fell seriously ill and passed away.

Did I hurt my mother by saying that just now?

When the Crown Princess saw Zhao Yuanye being so cautious, her heart ached and she was filled with distress.

"Ye'er, don't think too much. Ye'er is in good health. Your mother is very happy."

As the Crown Princess spoke, she reached out to stroke the top of Zhao Yuanye's head and smiled gently.

Zhao Yuanye's uneasiness slowly dissipated after hearing this, but... he had always wanted to ask...

He bit his lips, looking hesitant.

The Crown Princess couldn't fail to notice something was wrong with Zhao Yuanye, so she took the initiative to ask, "Ye'er, what's wrong? Are you worried about tomorrow?"

"It's okay. Just follow Mr. Jiang's instructions. Weren't you excited and looking forward to it the past two days?"

Zhao Yuanye shook his head when he heard this. He looked around and a vague figure flashed through his mind. It had a gentle aura and was busy coming in and out of this palace.

My father...

"Yer?"

Seeing that Zhao Yuanye remained silent, the Crown Princess couldn't help but feel worried and leaned over slightly.

At this time, Zhao Yuanye finally couldn't help asking: "Mother, I want to know——"

"Ok?"

"Father...Did Father really die of illness?"

If the imperial uncles are full of intrigue and even family affection can be betrayed and deceived, then did my father really die of a simple illness?

His father was clearly in his prime, he could have grown up in his father's arms...

Zhao Yuanye was still young, and he couldn't keep his words secret in front of his closest mother.

There was silence in the hall for a moment.

The next moment, the Crown Princess stood up abruptly, almost overturning the low table in front of her. She was so hasty and flustered, as if she was trying hard to hide something.

Zhao Yuanye was startled and looked up. He saw an almost unconcealable look of resentment on his mother's usually gentle face.

His heart trembled violently, and he slowly opened his mouth...