Ganlin Palace, the emperor's bedroom.
Before entering the door, Liang Zhen took off his cloak and threw it to the entourage behind him. The chief eunuch Feng Sheng stood aside respectfully, and whispered to him: "Your Majesty is not feeling well today, and I just fainted for a while. His Highness is here."
Liang Zhen nodded lightly and went inside.
The imperial physicians in a room were gathering together to discuss the treatment method in a low voice, each frowning, the eyes of Emperor Zhaoyang on the sickbed were closed tightly, his face was full of sickness, his cheeks were sunken, he was obviously only in his early forties, But the bell has been exhausted, and it is about to die.
Concubine Chen was leaning on the side of the couch, holding a medicine bowl, carefully feeding the medicine to Emperor Zhaoyang's mouth, holding a veil in her hand and constantly wiping the corners of the emperor's mouth. Although her eyes were red and exhausted, she was unparalleled in beauty It was only twenty years old, and compared to the old and terminally ill emperor, he didn't know how much better he was. The Ninth Prince Zhu Yunqiong, who was only a little over three years old, sat obediently on the ground, looking at his father and mother and concubine in a daze, not daring to say a word.
Liang Zhen walked slowly to the side of the couch. Imperial Concubine Chen sat up straight and nodded with him: "King Zhao."
Liang Zhen looked at Emperor Zhaoyang who was on the sick bed, his expression was not a little moved, but the emperor who had been in a daze heard Chen Guifei calling him, moved his fingers, slowly opened his eyes, and said in a hoarse voice: "Zhen Gui Er... Cough... Is Zhener here... Cough... Cough..."
Concubine Chen got up and gave way to Liang Zhen, who sat down beside the couch, and patted the back of Emperor Zhaoyang's hand: "Your Majesty, I am here."
Emperor Zhaoyang turned his head with difficulty, looked at Liang Zhen with cloudy eyes, and finally there was a gleam of brilliance in his eyes: "You tell them all... cough... all go down, I have something... to tell you."
The imperial physicians went to the side hall to wait, Feng Sheng led the palace full of people to retreat, the noble concubine Chen led Zhu Yunqiong and was the last one to leave, before leaving she gave Liang Zhen a complicated look, Liang Zhen only did I don't know, I didn't pay attention to her.
There was no one else in the bedroom. Emperor Zhaoyang signaled Liang Zhen to help him up. He sat on the head of the bed, fixedly staring at Liang Zhen, who was handsome and upright with bright eyebrows and starry eyes, his eyes gradually turned red: "I know that time is running out, Zhen'er, can you call me... father?"
Liang Zhen said lightly: "Your Majesty is confused. This minister is the son of Marquis An Le, so how can he call you His Majesty's father?"
"You clearly know...cough...you know that you are my son, that I gave birth to you!"
Liang Zhendao: "I don't understand what your Majesty said. I have both my parents, so how could it be born by Your Majesty?"
Emperor Zhaoyang closed his eyes in pain: "After you were born, I only saw you once, and your father took you away. For so many years, I always thought that you were gone long ago. I never thought that you would come back after all." Come by my side, I will make you king, and give you the title of emperor, how can you not understand... I know you refuse to recognize me, but I am sorry for you and your father, I can give the best to you I will give you compensation, the position under me was originally intended for you, if you want, I can restore your identity and change your will now."
"Your Majesty is terrified," Liang Zhen said with a cold expression. The supreme power was handed over to him, but he remained unmoved. "Your Majesty, it is better not to break this minister, and let him become the target of public criticism."
"You really... don't want it at all?"
Liang Zhen said with a light smile: "Your Majesty is worrying too much, I can't bear it."
After a long silence, Emperor Zhaoyang sighed deeply: "Forget it, I won't force you."
He took out an imperial decree that he had drawn up a long time ago from the hidden compartment at the head of the bed, and handed it to Liang Zhen: "You can keep this secret decree, the edict has already been given to several old elders, and passed on to your ninth younger brother. He is from your nominal cousin, and I prepared it for you. If you don't want the throne, then you can be the regent. One day, if you regret it, you can come up with this secret decree and take the throne back. "
Liang Zhen unfolded the imperial decree smoothly. This secret decree not only restored his status as the emperor's son, but also made it clear that he could abolish the new emperor and replace him at any time.
After watching Liang Zhen raised his eyebrows, he calmly put the imperial decree into his sleeves, and smiled slightly: "If your Majesty does this, you won't worry about the chaos in the world, and the great Yan Jiangshan will not be guaranteed?"
Emperor Zhaoyang sighed: "I have done many wrong things for the throne in the past, and even failed to keep the person I love the most, and I have spent most of my life working hard for the country of Dayan, and it is coming to an end , I just want to make up for my regrets, how can I take care of so many... "
"Yeah?"
Liang Zhen murmured in a low voice, with a hint of inconspicuous contempt in his tone. Emperor Zhaoyang, who had been sighing and trapped in his own emotions, looked at him again, and was stunned for a moment.
Liang Zhen has always been submissive in front of him. Even though he refused to get close to him because of complaints in his heart, he always obeyed him and everything he did was in line with his wishes. It is prudence and respect, but besides indifference, there is also mockery and disgust.
"Zhener..."
"Your Majesty, please don't call me ministers like that," Liang Zhen stood up, folded his hands into his wide sleeves, and looked down at Emperor Zhaoyang, his expression becoming more and more indifferent, "I'm afraid I will hurt Your Majesty's Heart."
Emperor Zhaoyang was stunned for a while, and asked him sadly: "Do you hate me that much? Back then, I was sorry for your father, but I killed all the crown princes I brought up because of you, what do you want from me... "
"Your Majesty, please don't say that," Liang Zhen said contemptuously, "Your Majesty killing the deposed prince has nothing to do with me? What good can I get? I have never been surnamed Zhu, and I dare not covet something that does not belong to me." thing."
"You...cough..."
Emperor Zhaoyang blushed, bent down and coughed violently, but Liang Zhen didn't help him and pat his back as before, but just stood aside and watched coldly, and continued after he finished coughing: " Your Majesty really knows, what exactly is wrong with my father?"
Emperor Zhaoyang said in pain: "I gave up your father for the throne and married daughters from the Xie family and the He family, but I really had no choice but to die if I didn't get the throne. I couldn't protect him Let him be killed by the Xie family, but Xie Chongming has died on the road to exile, and I have given death to the prince born to the daughter of the Xie family, I... "
"You still don't know," Liang Zhen interrupted him in a cold voice, "No, you know, it's just that you don't want to admit it, my father was never given up by you, he doesn't care about you at all, it's because you always persecute him!"
"Don't talk nonsense!" Emperor Zhaoyang, who had been stabbed in pain, turned his father's face away, and his expression instantly became ferocious.
"I'm talking nonsense?" Liang Zhen sneered, and the disgust in his eyes became more and more undisguised, "My father and his cousin have been in love since childhood, and it's a match made in heaven. Go feed the pirates, tell him to go and never return, and you forced my father to stay in the palace, forcing him to drink those drugs that would make people unconscious. Conceiving him as an emperor will definitely influence him, but it is a pity that he hates you until death, you know it well but never mention it, and pretending to be a lover is actually the most despicable and nasty!"
"Shut up! Shut up! Cough..." The ugly scar was completely uncovered, Emperor Zhaoyang was angry and hated, coughed up blood under the excitement, and scolded in a hoarse voice, "No matter what I have done I gave birth to you! You are my son! You can't say that about me!"
Looking at his ugly appearance, Liang Zhen gradually lowered his gaze, and after a while, he suddenly smiled again, the smiling face behind the candlelight was like a ghost, after a pause, he spit out three words: "I, no, yes."
Emperor Zhaoyang was stunned, and immediately flew into a rage: "You don't have to talk nonsense here! You were born by me in ten months of hard pregnancy! You are so unfilial to deliberately anger me! How can you be so... you Asshole!"
Liang Zhen took a step forward so that Emperor Zhaoyang could see himself more clearly, and every word was full of sarcasm: "Your Majesty, you can see clearly, my face is half similar to your Majesty's." ?”
As the candlelight flickered, Liang Zhen's face was clearly imprinted in the pupils of Emperor Zhaoyang. This was indeed the face of a young man with a heroic spirit, which was seven points similar to that of Liang Jia Erlang back then. Emperor Zhaoyang I have never doubted that in the Liang family, only Liang Zhen and his son looked like this, not to mention the red birthmark on the soles of Liang Zhen's feet, which was exactly the same as the child who had only met him once.
It's just that Liang Zhen's expression at the moment is too determined, it doesn't seem to be half fake, Emperor Zhaoyang is cold all over, and suddenly becomes uncertain, if this person is not his child...
"Does Your Majesty regret at this moment that he ruthlessly bestowed death on that waste prince?" Liang Zhen smiled wickedly, as if he was very interested in hearing something very interesting.
Emperor Zhaoyang's clenched fists trembled uncontrollably. At the beginning... At the beginning, he didn't believe that his crown prince would use the technique of disgusting victory to conspire against him. He brought up that child with his own hands. Although the crown prince is soft and willful, he is the most filial. At first the prince made a mistake, even if he was forced to abolish it by the civil and military courts, he still wanted to keep it until the East Palace witchcraft case happened. At that time, Liang Zhen appeared. When he was most disappointed with the prince, the son he missed the most was found. He found out that it was the Xie family who killed his favorite person and separated his father and son for more than ten years. How could he not He hated him because he was angry and wanted to leave the throne to Liang Zhen. He followed suit and gave his crown prince to death, but now, Liang Zhen said, he was not his child at all.
"You bastard...you lied to me, you said this on purpose to lie to me, to make me angry..." Emperor Zhaoyang coughed up another mouthful of blood, already incoherent.
Liang Zhen snorted: "Your Majesty, why should you be angry? Although you and I are not father and son, I have learned a lot from His Majesty's despicable behavior. It is not in vain that I am destined to be with Your Majesty."
"You... what do you mean?!"
Liang Zhen narrowed his eyes lightly, and a gentle smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Your Highness Fifth is well-behaved... It can be regarded as the father's debt, not to mention, the blood of Xie's family is still flowing on him."
"You bastard!"
Emperor Zhaoyang excitedly raised his hand to grab Liang Zhen's skirt, but was pushed by Liang Zhen casually, and he fell back on the couch without any resistance. He kept coughing blood, shouted loudly, and kept hoarse It echoed in the sleeping hall, but no one answered.
Liang Zhen stood by the couch, looking at him coldly: "Why is Your Majesty so excited? My Fifth Highness and I are not brothers, so why not?"
Emperor Zhaoyang's eyes were red, and he clenched his teeth: "Who the hell are you..."
Liang Zhen said indifferently: "Naturally he is my father's son, otherwise His Majesty would think where the birthmark on my body came from, naturally it is because I am also my father's son."
"I don't believe it!" Emperor Zhaoyang became excited again, "How could he have other children! This is impossible! He is not married and his personality is absolutely impossible to commit adultery!"
Liang Zhen closed his eyes: "Originally I wouldn't, but I was forced by His Majesty. Your Majesty wanted to send my father to die. My father just wanted to leave some blood for him."
Emperor Zhaoyang's face was full of disbelief, and he said in a trembling voice: "You are the child he gave birth to Xiao Junbo, and he wants to give birth to a son for that man, how dare he... what about my son... Where is my son..."
Liang Zhen looked at Emperor Zhaoyang with cold eyes, and said those two words indifferently: "Dead."