Zhao Guifei turned her body to look up lovingly at Chu Jingxiao, Chu Jingxiao was still standing on her side, between the light and shadow, she couldn't really see Chu Jingxiao's expression.

"That's why my concubine had to plan for her own child, had to plan for the future of both us, mother and child."

Noble Consort Zhao's voice softened a lot, and from her eyes it was clear that this time she was truly moved.

I really didn't think that Zhao Guifei had been so arrogant for so many years, but now she was actually willing to bow her head and take the blame for her own son.

Cheng Xiaoxiao somewhat unforgivingly averted her eyes and went to stare at Chu Jingxiao's face.

Chu Jingxiao did not have any expression on his face, it was reasonable to say that he should be touched by the fact that Noble Consort Zhao had taken the blame for him.

Even without that, it's kind of appropriate for him to feel snickering inside himself, right?

How can he say that he is the cold-blooded and ruthless Eighth Prince?

But Chu Jingxiao didn't react to anything right now, he just stood dumbfounded at Noble Consort Zhao's side.

This dullness was still different from earlier, now he was more numb and pointless.

It was as if all of this was nothing in his eyes, and his eyes, which were hidden by the broken hair, were filled with confusion, as if he couldn't quite tell whether it was reality or illusion.

Finally Chu Jingxiao moved.

He knelt stiffly and slowly.

"Father, my son, was wrong."

It sounded like dust had settled in that voice, and it sounded fraught with despair.

Instead, as if he didn't think the one he just made was loud enough, he slightly increased the volume again,

"Father! My son, it's wrong!"

While speaking, he kowtowed to Chu Hongzhen.

That sound a moment ago a ringing head, and now this one.

Seeing that Chu Jingxiao still wanted to kowtow for the third time, Chu Hongzhen finally spoke up. With a wave of his hand, he frowned and drank lowly at Chu Jingxiao,

"Enough! I know!"

Hearing Chu Jingxiao admit her mistake, the only happy person in the hall was Noble Consort Zhao.

Her entire body leaned toward Chu Jingxiao, a little bit holding Chu Jingxiao's hand, gently patting to appease.

Chu Jingxiao's hand subconsciously wanted to pull out, but after hesitating for a moment he finally did not move again.

Surprised by Chu Jingxiao's change, Noble Consort Zhao hurriedly raised her eyes toward Chu Hongzhen,

''Your Majesty, Fuse admitted his mistake, Fuse is willing to admit his mistake! Everything was done by my concubine, so please spare Fuse this time!''

A hopeful light floated in Noble Consort Zhao's danfeng eyes, just short of rushing over to answer a 'yes' for Chu Hongzhen.

"I, for one, shall grant you."

Chu Hongzhen finally opened his mouth under Zhao Guifei's eager gaze, and Zhao Guifei also broke into tears the moment she heard the answer.

"Fuse, Fuse do you hear me? Your father said to spare you, do you hear me?"

Zhao Guifei excitedly holding Chu Jingxiao's hand, the whole person is still slightly trembling, and even Chu Jingxiao's hand is also affected.

"I hear you, sonny, I hear you, mother consort."

Chu Jingxiao was ultimately unable to bear it, and he in turn reached out and held Noble Consort Zhao's hand in an attempt to try and calm her down a bit.

"Mother consort knew your father he wouldn't fail to forgive you, he's not that cruel."

Zhao Guifei choked again, moved to tears, "You are also his beloved royal son, the son of this palace, how could he not care at all."

Seeing that Zhao Guifei was going to cry and wail again, Chu Jingxiao was not as impatient as he had been in the past, but reached out his hand to gently pat and caress Zhao Guifei's back, and his mouth deliberately softened his voice,

"Mother Superior is right, Mother Superior knows everything."

Chu Jingxiao's mouth comforted Zhao Guifei, but something was secretly running through his covered eyes.

He seemed to be contemplating something, and for a moment his expression became inscrutable.

Noble Consort Zhao was still muttering to herself, again as if she was whispering to Chu Jingxiao, "Shou'er don't worry, with Mother Consort here, Mother Consort won't let anyone harm you."

Chu Jingxiao responded carefully and finally loosened his hand on Noble Consort Zhao's back.

"Mother Consort, I would like to go and speak to Father one last time."

Chu Jingxiao reminded Noble Consort Zhao in a low voice, perhaps it was because he deliberately softened the pronunciation of certain words, so for a while no one actually heard him say the word 'last'.

Chu Hongzhen maintained the demeanor of a monarch sitting high on the main seat, where he was looked intimidatingly out of reach.

Looking at the towering man on the temple, Chu Jingxiao muffled his voice and opened his mouth,

"Father, my son would like to say something from his heart to you today, the kind of heartfelt words between fathers and sons in ordinary people's homes."

Chu Hongzhen has never seen Chu Jingxiao in this manner, not only him, anyone in the hall including Zhao Guifei has never seen such a scene.

Although there was still a trace of doubt remaining in his eyes, Chu Hongzhen still did not reject Chu Jingxiao.

The Chu Jingxiao who got the promise smiled very warmly, just like the look he put on in the past days, but it seemed to be a little different.

"Does Father know how jealous my son is of XIV? My son is jealous of him to the point of madness."

Since Chu Jingxiao and Noble Consort Zhao were still kneeling on the ground, he could only raise his head and tilt his face to speak.

Even in this wretched state, when mentioning Chu Hongyi, he was still very arrogant, and his words were full of contempt for Chu Hongyi.

However, this 'do not see', and Chu Jingxiao's mouth said words and so do not match, the temple a number of unknown people are puzzled.

Cheng Xiaoxiao was one of these people.

She only knew that Emperor Chu Hongzhen's least favorite was Chu Yunshen, and that he treated the seventh prince rather generally.

But treating Chu Hongyi and Chu Jingxiao, it was simply equal, and it looked as if Chu Jingxiao had gotten a little more favoritism.

She simply didn't understand what Chu Jingxiao's brainwashed behavior was for, nor did she understand what this sudden verbal attack on Chu Jingxiao to strengthen the line of jealousy was because of.

Even the matter of rebellion, in her opinion, are just Chu Jingxiao too much want to be the emperor, and look forward and backward suspicion is too heavy.

But where there is a bit of wind and grass on the grass and trees own masturbation half a day, so this will speed up the pace to stabilize the heart of the king, intends to take the throne in one fell swoop.

Right now, Chu Jingxiao said this, but it was as if he still had any grievances.

Tell me, tell me, I'll see what you can make up.

Cheng Xiaoxiao looked at Chu Jingxiao with more interest than Chu Hongzhen, just waiting to hear Chu Jingxiao's next 'nonsense'.

At the same time, she did not forget to sneakily reach out and tug on Chu Hongyi's collar, and appropriately blocked Chu Hongyi with her body, so that Princess Su and the others would not see this 'criminal' left hand of hers.

In order to control her 'mentally retarded' brother who had been around for a long time, Cheng Xiaoxiao had gone to great lengths na.

Not only do you have to stand up to the injustice of social opinion, but you also have to fight hard against the incomprehension of the man you like.

If it wasn't for the movement on Chu Jingxiao's side, she was afraid that she would have been killed by Chu Yunshen's three-foot frozen eyes.

Cheng Xiaoxiao ingratiatingly signaled Chu Yunshen to look at Chu Jingxiao, and pretended to be watching the play seriously herself.

Chu Jingxiao in the center of the hall gave a disheveled smile and asked again rhetorically to Chu Hongzhen, who was still impassive,

"Father doesn't trust my son? Father thinks that my son doesn't know anything after all these years?"

The crowd waited for half a day but could not wait for Chu Hongzhen's answer.

Only Chu Jingxiao was not surprised at all, as if this was all expected.

He probably didn't really care what answer Chu Hongzhen would give him, and just fell into his own memories,

"The time when Fourteen Hands fell through, my son was right outside the door of the Imperial Study and heard the conversation between Father Emperor and Noble Consort Su with his own ears. Of course, Father could have said that my son was young and unintelligent and misremembered."

Chu Jingxiao shook his arm out carelessly, reached out from his wide sleeves, and slowly peeled open his lapel.

What's up? What's up? What are you doing?

Cheng Xiaoxiao was stunned by this sudden 'passionate undressing', she covered her eyes on one side and secretly peeked at Chu Jingxiao through her finger cracks.

The downfall of her doing so naturally received an even more serious look from Chu Yunshen.

But how thick-skinned Cheng Xiaoxiao is, no, how she doesn't fear power, surely she must rise to the occasion.

It was a good thing that Chu Jingxiao had only slightly pulled back his lapel, revealing his chest and collarbone, otherwise Chu Yunshen was afraid that he would have seriously rushed over to block Cheng Xiaoxiao's line of sight.

Chu Jingxiao pointed at his chest and raised his eyes to the uncertain Chu Hongzhen,

"Does Father know where this arrow wound in my chest came from?"

As he spoke, he pulled the lapel of his coat a bit wider again, "This arrow wound was inflicted by an assassin who entered the royal residence at night on the day that Father initially bestowed the House of King Qing on my son to manage the Ministry of Households."

That arrow wound did look a bit old, the location of the wound seemed to be very close to the heart, estimating that a few points closer Chu Jingxiao would be killed.

Chu Hongzhen's expression was somewhat touched, his fingers moved on his knees and he asked after a moment of contemplation,

"Has the assassin been captured?"

Chu Jingxiao happily laughed again, his smile piercing, as if he was being sarcastic.

"So what if I catch it? It is but one of the wounds that have been inflicted over the years. There are many more scars as bad as it on my son's body."

Chu Jingxiao pulled the lapel of his coat and straightened his collar again, answering Chu Hongzhen's words with full indifference.

As Noble Consort Zhao watched Chu Jingxiao's pretense of dashing movements, her face was once again a color of pain.

While others might have just sighed in surprise, she had obviously known about them all along.

Chu Jingxiao is her son, she can willingly go to take the blame for Chu Jingxiao, naturally heartbroken Chu Jingxiao body these scars.

"I, these, I don't know ..."

The face of Chu Hongzhen, who was sitting high up, was a bit ugly, his eyes were complicated, like guilt, more and more should be incomprehension,

"You never tell me, in fact if you tell me ..."

"Told you, everything will only be the same, or worse." Chu Jingxiao spoke out to interrupt Chu Hongzhen's words, and he took a step ahead of Chu Hongzhen to once again state a conclusion,

"If my son told Father Emperor, Father Emperor would think that my son is deliberately trying to attract your attention. Besides, Father," Chu Jingxiao's voice paused, looking at Chu Hongzhen as he calmly finished his words, "Father cares more about Fourteen's feelings, doesn't he?"

"I ..."

Chu Hongzhen wanted to defend himself, but for a moment he didn't know where to start.

Looking at him it seemed like he was agonizing over whether to explain Chu Hongyi's matter first, or to tell Chu Jingxiao something else.

"Father does not need to explain, these things are in the past. My son knows what to do." Chu Jingxiao raised his hand to stop Chu Hongzhen's words, "Moreover, Father Emperor cannot just tell the world because of these things, in fact, Father Emperor's heart loves XIV the most."

From just now until now, Chu Jingxiao had been emphasizing one sentence, and that was that Chu Hongzhen was partial to Chu Hongyi.

As the saying goes, if you catch a thief, you have to take the stolen goods. How can you talk without evidence?