In mid-February, Zhu Yunjing and He Huailing took their three children to bid farewell to Zhu Yunxuan and set foot on the road back to the south.
Zhu Yunxuan is already out of confinement, and the little prince's health has also improved, but he needs long-term recuperation to recover. Zhu Yunjing will take him to southern Xinjiang to find a famous doctor. What happens in the future depends on the child's own fortune.
On the day they left Beijing, Zhu Yunxuan went out of the palace in micro-clothes to see them off. It was still cold, and the children were all staying in the carriage with the nanny. Zhu Yunjing got out of the carriage to say goodbye to Zhu Yunxuan. The two brothers were relatively silent. .
After a while, Zhu Yunjing raised her hand and patted Zhu Yunxuan's shoulder, sighing: "From now on, you will truly be the master of the world, work hard."
Zhu Yunxuan nodded: "Brother... Take care, after a few years, I will transfer Ding Guogong back to Beijing."
Zhu Yunjing smiled nonchalantly: "The pirates in the south haven't been eradicated yet, what's the rush, I really like being outside, how comfortable I am."
Zhu Yunxuan pursed the corners of her lips lightly, with an unconcealable depression in her expression, Zhu Yunjing walked to the side of the car, hugged the tightly wrapped child, and handed it to Zhu Yunxuan: "It's this time, you still won't Hug him?"
Zhu Yunxuan was stunned for a moment, then raised his hand, and took the baby in the swaddle in a daze. The child who was sleeping soundly with his eyes closed seemed to feel something, and slowly opened his eyes with a grunt, but Without crying, she just stared at Zhu Yunxuan in a daze.
Zhu Yunxuan lowered her head and stared intently at the child in her hands. The hands holding him trembled slightly, and her eyes gradually turned red.
He Huailing came over and reminded Zhu Yunjing in a low voice: "It's time to go."
Zhu Yunjing sighed in his heart, and carried the child back, Zhu Yunxuan was stunned as if he had lost his soul, until the child returned to Zhu Yunjing's hands burst into tears without warning.
Zhu Yunxuan raised her hand subconsciously, still wanting to hug the child, but she stopped when she reached out a little, and after a while, gradually lowered it again.
Zhu Yunjing gently patted the swaddling baby to coax people, and said to Zhu Yunxuan: "It's getting late, we should go, or we won't be able to reach the nearest post station at dusk, you should go back to the palace as soon as possible, just after confinement, Don’t catch a cold again after the wind blows.”
Watching the convoy go away, Zhu Yunxuan stood there for a long time, and then slowly regained consciousness under Gao Andi's soft reminder, and said in a hoarse voice: "Go back to the palace."
After the carriage left, He Huailing dismounted and returned to the carriage, and told Zhu Yunjing the last thing he did for Zhu Yunxuan before leaving.
"Your Majesty asked me to find a prisoner who was about the same size as that Liang Zhen in the death row. I have made arrangements to change him into his appearance. I will send him to Dali Prison to replace him tonight."
Zhu Yunjing was taken aback for a moment, and said incredulously, "He's going to let go of that thing that kills thousands of swords?! Why are you telling me now?!"
He Huailing coughed in embarrassment: "I didn't say it because I was afraid of your bad things... Your Majesty probably still can't bear it..."
Zhu Yunjing was so angry that she gave He Huailing a hard look, then lowered her head to look at the crying child in her arms who had finally stopped crying: "Forget it, poor little thing, your father doesn't even care about your bastard father." Missing you, you will be our child in the future, unfortunately, it’s already full moon and you don’t have a name yet, from now on you will be called Min’er.”
On the chariot back to the palace, Zhu Yunxuan, who was sitting in a daze, listened to the hustle and bustle of the market outside the carriage from time to time, unable to return to his thoughts for a long time. Gao An kept talking to him outside the car, trying to entertain him, until Zhu Yunxuan suddenly said, "Go to Dali Prison."
"ah?"
Zhu Yunxuan repeated quietly: "I said, go to the prison in Dali Temple."
The carriage turned around and headed towards the prison of Dali Temple in the north of the city. Zhu Yunxuan closed his eyes, and his entangled mood gradually calmed down amidst the rolling of the wheels.
When they arrived at the place, they revealed their identities, the jailer of Dali Temple Prison and a group of guards almost crawled out and knelt down to salute. Zhu Yunxuan ignored them and walked in.
Liang Zhen was held in the darkest cell at the end of the deep aisle. Halfway through the walk, Zhu Yunxuan suddenly stopped, as if hesitating, and no one who followed him dared to urge him, so he hesitated for a long time, then slowed down. Step forward and walk over.
Liang Zhen sat cross-legged on the ground with his back to the steering wheel of the prison door, wearing only a thin prison uniform, lowering his head and holding a wooden stick in his hand, drawing something on the ground.
Zhu Yunxuan stood outside the door, squinting his eyes slightly, staring at his back silently, without saying a word, his gloomy eyes seemed to have accumulated a storm, and after the turbulence rolled, it gradually returned to tranquility.
Liang Zhen seemed to be aware of it, turned around, and raised his eyebrows not surprised when he saw Zhu Yunxuan: "I knew His Majesty would come."
Gao An chased the Prisoner and a group of jail guards who were about to move and wanted to show in front of Zhu Yunxuan, and retreated, leaving space for them alone.
Through a cell door, Zhu Yunxuan looked coldly at the man who had stood up and was walking towards him.
With disheveled hair, ragged clothes, and blood stains on his face, the person in front of him doesn't have half the vigor and vigor of the former King Zhao.
Zhu Yunxuan's eyes slid across his blood-stained face, touched the large and small welts on his body, and his pupils shrank slightly.
Standing one step away from Zhu Yunxuan, the corners of Liang Zhen's lips rose a little: "These days, I have been betting that His Majesty will come to see me after all."
Zhu Yunxuan said in a cold voice: "You are very capable. You have already entered here, and you can still ask someone to deliver a message to you in the palace."
Liang Zhen shook his head and sighed: "Your Majesty, this place is really deserted and lonely. You don't want Guan Chen to live forever, do you?"
"You should know that I have made an order, and three days later it will be time for you to ask for execution." Zhu Yunxuan reminded him in a deep voice.
He didn't attack heavily, and only planned to execute Liang Zhen. All his henchmen and cronies sentenced him to exile, and that was enough. No one dared to underestimate him as the emperor.
Liang Zhen stared at him for a moment, "So?"
"Someone will replace you tonight. You have fulfilled your wish. Leave the capital and never set foot in Dayan again. Never...don't let me see you again."
"Is Your Majesty willing?"
"Liang Zhen, what right do you have to treat me with such an attitude now?"
Liang Zhen smiled lightly: "If your majesty is really willing, you won't come today. Your majesty don't need to be angry, I just want to talk to you."
He fiddled with the chain on the prison door a few times with the wooden stick in his hand, and he just pushed it open. Zhu Yunxuan looked at him vigilantly, but Liang Zhen opened the prison door, but did not go out: "Your Majesty came in and said to the minister Let's talk, the wound on my body is painful, I can't stand for a long time."
Liang Zhen sat down against the haystack in the corner, Zhu Yunxuan stood a few steps away from him, his eyes still full of guard.
Liang Zhen looked at him intently, replaying his appearance in his mind over and over again: "Your Majesty has lost weight again..."
Zhu Yunxuan remained silent, Liang Zhen's eyes moved down, and he paused slightly when they landed on his flat abdomen: "Has Your Majesty already given birth? Has confinement been confinement? ... Where is the child?"
Zhu Yunxuan's hands under the sleeves gradually clenched, and after a moment of silence, he said in a difficult voice: "I came out on the night of the twenty-fourth of the twelfth lunar month. She was born prematurely, and her breathing was too weak. Doctor Fang tried her best to save her, but then one night she suddenly developed a high fever. ... never came back.”
Liang Zhen froze, unconsciously clenched the hand holding the stick, and he could even see the bulging veins on the back of his hand. He stared closely at Zhu Yunxuan, trying to see even the slightest possibility of lying from his expression.
Zhu Yunxuan looked back at him calmly. After a long time, Liang Zhen's dark pupils seemed to have some emotion, which was completely darkened. He said in a hoarse voice: "Did your majesty come here specially to tell the minister this?"
"... you should know."
Liang Zhen sneered silently: "Should I be grateful to Your Majesty for suddenly becoming so considerate... Your Majesty, these days, in this dark prison, I think about the past over and over again. I regret it and I don't regret it. I always thought... There is still a chance, but at this moment, I finally understand... what you said is meaningless, what exactly do you mean. "
For the first time, Zhu Yunxuan saw Liang Zhen's eyes blushing in front of him. He was speechless. After a long silence, he just said: "That secret decree..."
"Don't worry, Your Majesty." Liang Zhen closed his eyes wearily, "The secret decree has been burned long ago, and the evidence is gone. If you change your mind now, there is still time."
Zhu Yunxuan lowered her eyes and said, "Since I promised to let you go... I won't break my promise."
Once again in relative silence, Zhu Yunxuan turned around and walked slowly towards the prison door.
Liang Zhen stood up suddenly, stepped forward, grabbed Zhu Yunxuan's wrist and pulled hard, Zhu Yunxuan was caught off guard, and was pulled back by Liang Zhen, and bumped into his arms.
Liang Zhen hugged him vigorously, hugging him tightly, Zhu Yunxuan didn't struggle, and after being dazed, he gently closed his eyes.
The man's warm breath fell on his ears, and his voice was like raving: "When I'm gone, you have to take care of yourself, don't... embarrass yourself so much anymore."
Zhu Yunxuan bit her lip hard, her eyes were tightly closed, and tears kept sliding down from the corners of her eyes.
Outside the prison, seeing Zhu Yunxuan coming out, the Prisoner who had been waiting for a long time came up to greet him, but before he could speak, Zhu Yunxuan suddenly asked him in a cold voice: "Who allowed you to use lynching?"
The other party was stunned for a moment, seeing Zhu Yunxuan's frosty expression, his legs went limp, and he knelt down tremblingly on the ground, cold sweat had already slid down his forehead, he hesitated and couldn't explain why: "Chen... Chen..."
Zhu Yunxuan's eyes fell on the horsewhip in the hand of the guard driving the carriage, and after a slight pause, Gao An immediately understood, went over to fetch the horsewhip, and put both hands in front of him.
Zhu Yunxuan grasped the whip, turned around, and whipped down hard twice at the prisoner who was prostrate on the ground, threw the whip amidst the other party's wailing, and ordered in a deep voice: "Drag on, report the matter to Dali Siqing, Order to find out who is behind the scenes and deal with them together."
The other people kneeling on the ground were all frightened, so how could they dare not answer.
Sitting in the car, Zhu Yunxuan seemed to be discouraged after the door was closed. He leaned back exhaustedly, closed his eyes again, and covered the glint of water in the corners of his eyes.