Unexpectedly, in just three days, the mother became pregnant. She could have used a dose of wolf-tiger medicine to remove the piece of meat from her belly, but she was reluctant to give up her life, so she conceived for ten months and gave birth to him.
His parentage made his mother reviled by the world. There were not many widows in the family, and it was even more shameful for his mother to give birth to a son without any reason.
Therefore, ever since he became sensible, the word he has been scolded the most by others is "bastard".
But his mother didn't take it seriously, and still hired her husband to teach him how to read, and her master to teach him martial arts. She doted on him and treated him like a treasure.
At the age of six. My father never forgot his mother, so he went south to find her. What the father never dreamed of was that after three days of fun, he would actually leave behind a son. The father lamented the mother's affection for him and held the mother and son tightly in his arms.
Only then did he realize that his biological father was actually the famous Zhenxi General Sheng Qing.
The Sheng family was the home of a famous figure who founded the People's Republic of China. His father, Sheng Qing, guarded the northwest and southwest, and wrote the legend of undefeated results in thirty-two battles.
In the hands of his father, the Zhenxi Army became the sharpest long sword, beating the Turks in the northwest outer regions to a pulp, and they no longer dared to invade.
"A strong man's long song brings peace to the northwest, and a hero should never be afraid of burying himself in a green mountain." It was his father's heroic feats that he sang about.
His father stayed in the south for more than a month, teaching him Kung Fu step by step. When they were about to leave, he made a heavy promise to welcome mother and son back to Sheng Mansion.
It was another six years since he left. During these six years, there were constant letters and constant money and supplies. His father even left his close attendant Aoki with him, teaching him boxing and kicking skills to protect the safety of mother and son.
In the winter when I was twelve years old.
The father came back from the border and took his mother and son into Beijing. He was held by his father's hand and entered the Sheng family mansion that he had longed for.
What no one expected was that no matter how much his father begged, the gray-haired, energetic man never let go.
He was sent back to his mother, who looked at him without saying a word, and took him away the next day.
His father rode a fast horse and chased him hundreds of miles away. He stopped the carriage and made eye contact. His father choked up and couldn't speak, but hung a jade pendant around his neck.
"Your name is Sheng Fang, and your courtesy name is Yiwen. You are the eighteenth in the family. You are my fifth son. My father can't help you."
He thought he had well hidden grievances, anger and unwillingness. After his father finished speaking these words, he collapsed and fell into his father's arms, crying loudly.
His father patted his back and said, "Young son of the Sheng family, you will shed blood and sweat but not tears. My father swears to God that sooner or later, I will welcome you and your mother back to the Sheng family with openness."
From then on, he practiced martial arts and studied hard, and never dared to endure the hot summer or cold winter. Who knew that what would come three years later would be the news of his father's death and the destruction of the Sheng family.
From then on, the Sheng family was a lingering pain in his memory.
The dark night is deep.
Qian Fu looked at Sheng Fang, who was sitting silently in the chair for a long time, and felt all kinds of emotions in his heart.
He gently stepped forward, picked up the already cool tea bowl, made hot water again, put it on the table, and whispered: "Master Sheng, have a sip of hot tea. This year, Miss has been thinking about you."
Sheng Fang didn't seem to hear anything, but still looked straight at Qing Guan, his heart was beating like a drum, and he couldn't calm down for a moment.
He thought that his experience was unbelievable, but he never thought that the woman in front of him was actually a ghost returning to the world.
He picked up the tea bowl and blocked the eyes of others. The tears that had been gathering in his eyes fell on the tea, and he drank it in one breath.
After his mother passed away, he always thought that he was living alone in this world, a completely different life, without the ties and concerns of family ties. Who knew... She called him brother, she regarded him as a member of the Sheng family, and she always remembered him.
When he raised his eyes again, mist still filled his eyes, and his vision was blurry. Sheng Fang slowly closed his eyes.
Qingguan clearly saw two lines of hot tears streaking down his rough face. When a man sheds tears, he doesn't shed them easily, but they are not sad yet.
She felt a pain in her heart and forced herself to stand up. She pushed Qian Fu's extended hand away, walked to him tremblingly, and slowly stretched out her hand.
Sheng Fang's small hands caressed his head gently, just like his father's hands when he was young, and Sheng Fang's tears fell even harder.
"Brother, I have made you suffer all these years. From now on, my sister will protect you."
Sheng Fang's strong heart felt like a heavy blow. He held Qing Guan's hand, covered his face, and sobbed silently.
Qingwan sighed softly.
Auntie, Ziqi is sorry for you. He is the son of his uncle and another woman, but he is also the only bloodline left in the Sheng family. I have to let him recognize his ancestors, pass on the blood of the Sheng family, and avenge the Sheng family.
The Shou Palace, with its white tiles and red walls, is extremely exquisite.
The Shou Palace was formerly the residence of the current emperor when he was the prince. Later, it was renovated and given to Zhao Jingyan as his residence. This is supreme glory.
Zhao Jingyan was of a luxurious nature and ordered a lot of exotic flowers and plants from the palace to decorate the facade. Therefore, when spring came, hundreds of flowers bloomed, and the whole mansion was filled with a strong floral fragrance, which was refreshing.
Dinner was served in the study room. Zhao Jingyan sat alone at the round table, eating in front of a table of delicacies.
Two beautiful maids stood behind him, picking up the dishes for him whichever dish the prince looked at.
When A Li came in, he happened to see the master holding the wine glass, his face a little condensed, as if he was thinking about something.
He hesitated for a moment and said, "Sir, Concubine Yan is here."
Zhao Jingyan half-squinted her eyes, drank the wine in the glass, and said, "Let her in."
After a while, a woman in plain clothes came gracefully. She was about sixteen or seventeen years old, with fine features and a tall figure. She was holding a food box in her hand.
Zhao Jingyan put down her wine glass, with a soft expression on her face, and said, "Why are you here if you don't have a good rest in the room?"
Yanwu smiled and said, "I have nothing to do, so I made some coconut milk red bean cake. My lord, please try it."
Zhao Jingyan turned her eyes away from Yan Wu's face and smiled slowly: "Sit down and have a drink with me."
Yan Wu felt happy, it seemed that the prince was in a very good mood today, otherwise he would not have kept her here. She gently raised her hand, took the wine bottle from the maid's hand, and poured two glasses, "Yanwu respects the prince."
Zhao Jingyan nodded, and the wine cup touched hers with a crisp sound. The wine enters the lips and teeth, with a slightly spicy taste.
He said with concern: "This wine is strong, drink less."
Yan Wu's face turned crimson, with a hint of affection in his eyes, and he said angrily: "Your Majesty, you have forgotten that my ability to drink is also very good."
Zhao Jingyan was silent for a moment and said with a smile: "I forgot that you are from that mansion. That's all, Ali, bring me another pot of wine."
A Li waved to the maid standing quietly at the door, but after a moment, the wine was served.
Yan Wu ordered the maid to bring up the plates in the food box, "My lord, give it a try. Is there any improvement?"
Zhao Jingyan smiled and said: "Just by looking at the appearance and color, you can tell that it tastes good."
Without saying anything, he picked up one of the pieces with his hands and tasted it carefully.
Yan Wu smiled angrily and said, "Your Majesty, what do you think?"
"It melts in your mouth, sweet but not greasy. A Wu's craftsmanship is getting better and better."
The sound of "Awu" made Concubine Yan's heart elated. She took out the handkerchief from her arms, took the prince's hand, wiped his slender fingers carefully, and said with an angry smile: "Why do you bother using your hands, prince?"
Zhao Jingyan trembled, and her expression suddenly became much lighter.
Ah Li looked at Wang Ye and sighed softly in his heart.
I have been raised by the Queen since he was a child. The Queen treats him like a biological child and attaches great importance to etiquette and upbringing. Therefore, although I am unruly and unruly in the outside world, I am born yellow. Some things have been integrated into my bones and blood and cannot be changed.
In this world, the only thing that the prince can eat with his hands is that coconut milk red bean cake.
The wine is good wine and the people are beauties, but Zhao Jingyan was already tasteless. He drank some more food and wine and said gently: "It's getting late, Ah Wu, go to bed early."
Yan Wu looked at him lovingly, bit her red lips lightly, and said softly: "Your Majesty."
Zhao Jingyan couldn't see the woman's friendship, but she still said slowly: "Go, I have something to discuss with two counselors, and I will come back to accompany you when I have time."
She spoke softly, but there was a sense of alienation in her words, and Yan Wu looked puzzled. Why did the prince let her go after just a moment when the prince had kept her here just now.
But he said respectfully: "Yan Wu excuses himself."
The moment she stood up and left, the temperature in Yan Wu's eyes cooled down. When she walked past A Li, she raised her eyes imperceptibly.
A Li noticed Concubine Yan's gaze and lowered his head.
Zhao Jingyan and others left. After pouring themselves a few drinks, they suddenly stood up.
The maid hurriedly handed over the tea for mouthwash. Zhao Jingyan rinsed her mouth, waved her fan, walked to the door, and sighed softly: "Ali, do you think the coconut milk red bean cake should be picked with chopsticks, or twisted with hands? Okay?”
A Li's eyes twitched. He had to think carefully about this question. If he didn't answer it well, the fan would definitely fall down.
“A benevolent person sees kindness, a wise person sees wisdom.”
Zhao Jingyan glanced at him, seemingly dissatisfied with the answer, and sighed in distress: "What do you think Gu Liu will do?"
A Li's eyes twitched twice more. Master, your question is really boring and childish. Miss Six, a person with such superb medical skills, will definitely not bother to answer it.
"How about we go ask her?"
Ah Li's feet went weak and he said hurriedly: "Master, we are under lockdown, if anyone sees us..." A fan was knocked up.
"Idiot, the moonlight is high and the wind is high. I am dressed like an ordinary person. Ghosts come to see me."
"..." A Li stroked his slightly aching head and thought, "Master, you are really dishonest. If you want to see Miss Six, just say so. You have to find such a bad excuse. How can you be a hero?"
Ali was cursing in his heart when a faint voice came over.
"Ah Li, I've been holding this in for ten days."
The night is dark.
The tea had gone cold, so Qian Fugong leaned forward and made hot tea.
The brother and sister looked at each other without moving for a long time, as if they wanted to carve each other's faces into their hearts.
Sheng Fang smiled lightly, "How did you recognize me a year ago? But that jade pendant?"
Qing Guan stared and smiled, "When I was five years old, I saw my brother. You and your uncle were kneeling in the middle hall." Sheng Fang suddenly remembered that when he entered the Sheng family that year, he vaguely saw a girl carved in pink and jade. Nestled in the arms of the tall man, his eyes were dark and bright, and he smiled faintly when he looked at people.