Meng Ziqian let out a breath, knowing that Ye Xiu alone would ask this question.
"For hundreds of years, the Mongolian people have paid most attention to people with flower-shaped birthmarks. However, people with such marks on their bodies are treated differently."
Ye Xiu pursed his lips and suddenly felt the birthmark on his waist burning.
Meng Ziqian sighed and said, "With this kind of honor, there will naturally be people with evil intentions who will come up with some heresy. Therefore, someone from the Mongolian ancestors invented a potion that can draw and engrave flower-shaped birthmarks. And it will not fade no matter how you wash it. This kind of potion caused a great uproar among the Mongolian people at that time, leading to chaos and decline of the Mongolian people. Therefore, the leader of the Mongolian people at that time devoted himself to studying how to wash away this false birthmark. Potion, slowly, this phenomenon was suppressed. Later, just in case, whenever a Mongolian person with a flower-shaped birthmark was born, he had to wash it with this potion to confirm that the birthmark was real , will declare the entire Mongolian people."
This information was recorded in the Mongolian archives. Ye Xiudu had not read it, so naturally he did not know about it.
What's more, it has been so long that even Meng Ziqian only glanced at it and didn't take it seriously.
Later, Mrs. Meng told him that this was how Meng Xiaokui kept the birthmark on her body.
There are not many Mongolian children with flower-shaped birthmarks. For children whose identity has been established since birth, naturally no one will pretend to be any more.
But who would have imagined that there are two people who look exactly the same and have exchanged identities
Although the emperor had slept with Meng Xiaokui for many years, she was not his only concubine after all. Even if she was favored, he would only see her for several days. What's more, Meng Xiaokui and Meng Linglong are twin girls, sisters who have a close connection. Their movements and expressions are exactly the same, and they have flower-shaped birthmarks. He will never suspect this.
Ye Xiudu fell silent, then waved his hand after a while, "Go back and rest."
Meng Ziqian knew that he needed to digest, nodded, stood up and left.
As soon as Yu Qingluo saw him coming out, she became a little restless. After enduring it, she got up and headed towards the independent courtyard.
As soon as he opened the door, he saw Ye Xiudu suddenly standing at the door, looking like he was about to come out.
She was stunned for a moment, but Ye Xiudu had already spoken, "I want to go to the palace."
"What to do?" Yu Qingluo asked nervously. She was really afraid that he would go to Concubine Meng.
Ye Xiu laughed alone, stretched out his hand to touch her face, and whispered, "I'm fine. I have something to talk to my father about. I'm sensible, don't worry."
Yu Qingluo breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile, "Then you go early and come back early."
"Well, wait for me to come back." Ye Xiu took back his hand and went to the stable. He didn't take anyone with him, so he mounted his horse and went directly to the palace.
The emperor had been resting for too long in the past few days. Although he had been talking to Nan Nan for most of the day, he was still very energetic at the moment.
Hearing that Ye Xiu had come alone, he hurriedly invited people in.
Seeing that the emperor was in a good mood, Miao Qianqiu immediately welcomed the people in personally. Then he asked all the people serving in the dormitory to retreat, and he thoughtfully closed the door of the dormitory, leaving space for the father and son to talk alone.
Ye Xiudu sat down on the edge of the bed and said, "Father."
"Why did Xiu'er come to see my father so late? Is there something wrong?" The emperor looked at him with a smile, and his attitude towards him was always kind.
Ye Xiu looked at him like this, his eyes became a little complicated. If the father knew that his biological mother had deceived him, he wouldn't know...
He quickly calmed down and got rid of these messy thoughts in his mind. The emperor's current physical condition is very bad. He must never let him know about this kind of thing, even if he wants to die.
Ye Xiu took a deep breath secretly, looked slightly calm, hesitated for a moment, and then asked in a low voice, "Father was assassinated this time... Have you ever thought about who the murderer is?"
The emperor was stunned for a moment, then the smile on his face disappeared. His gaze fell on the window sill not far away, looking a little lonely.
"Father..."
"Xiu'er." The emperor interrupted him, his smile slowly creeping up again, but with a sense of sadness and loneliness, "Just go ahead and do it. No matter what you do, the emperor will stand behind you." Help support you."
Ye Xiudu suddenly felt his eyes getting hot, "Father, you know..."
"There are just a few candidates. As soon as I announced that I would make the sixth prince the crown prince, someone was ready to make a move. How could I not know? This is so unscrupulous... After enduring it for so many years, I finally... can't help it. ”
Even if he dares to assassinate him, what else can he not dare to do? If this kind of person calls himself king and emperor, won't this country be devastated
He is not only a father, but also an emperor. He must be responsible for his people. Even if he cannot be a wise king for eternity, he cannot leave a scourge in his later years to ruin the country of his ancestors.
Ye Xiudu lowered his eyes slightly and his jaw clenched tightly.
"It's just that it's hard for you, Xiu'er."
Ye Xiudu raised his head suddenly and frowned slightly. His father was actually... a sensible person.
Ye Xiu breathed out secretly, "Father, I will definitely live up to your trust."
"Okay, okay." The emperor laughed, and his thin hand suddenly held his hand and patted it gently. After a while, he suddenly raised his head, looked into his eyes, and asked, "Xiu'er, do you really not want this country?"
Ye Xiu was stunned, his eyebrows furrowed tightly.
"Princess Tianfu should have spoken carefully to Xiu'er about my health. Xiu'er knows better than me. I can't hold on much longer... Just listen to what I have to say. You are the son I value most. Besides you, I don’t know who to hand over this ancestral family property to. Your eldest brother, the deposed prince, the third prince, and the fourth prince are not made to be emperors. Your sixth and seventh brothers... are ambitious, but not as courageous and capable as you, eleventh prince. I'm still young. I wouldn't trust anyone with this country."
"Father, Qing'er said your situation is not that serious."
"It's not that serious. There are prerequisites." The emperor smiled, "As long as I have a good rest, it won't be too serious. But now in these troubled times, how can I have a good rest? Xiu'er, you really, really Don’t you want to share the burden for me?”
Ye Xiudu's face changed slightly, his throat was dry, and he was a little speechless.
The emperor sighed, "I can't wait any longer..."
Ye Xiudu's heart trembled, and he quickly held the emperor's hand. His voice was solemn, word for word, "...Okay, I will share the responsibility for my father and take over this important task."
The emperor squinted his eyes and laughed, with tears floating in the corners of his eyes, and was speechless.