Inside the secret room of the Prince's residence in the East Palace.
Prince Ling Wenche raised his eyelids and glanced at the woman kneeling on the ground. On his ordinary face, the corners of his lips twitched slightly: "Is it her?"
Secret guard: "The people below have confirmed that there were five people in total who delivered the babies. Two midwives failed to walk out of the room alive on the day of delivery. The remaining three were palace maids, two of whom served pregnant women.
, the remaining maid was the confidant of the imperial concubine at that time."
Prince Ling Wenche: "The queen is soft-hearted? Let her go?"
The secret guard shook his head: "No, she escaped! She was a favored maid next to the imperial concubine at the time, and she was a popular person. She was outside the palace at the time, but she was given the opportunity to escape. She had a great lover in the palace.
Eunuch, it was the big eunuch who gave her a new identity and a new household registration, and hid in Lingnan, where she stayed for more than 20 years!"
Prince Ling Wenche raised the woman's chin, glanced at it, threw it away in disgust, and wiped his hands with the brocade handkerchief next to him: "What's going on with that face? Speaking of which, she is only in her early forties!"
The woman he saw in front of him was hunched over, her whole body was trembling, and her face was covered with wrinkles. Those who didn't know it thought she was an old woman in her seventies or eighties.
Secret guard: "Back to Your Highness, she took a medicine in Lingnan. This medicine can make people's skin age, but she is actually fine."
Prince Ling Wenche sneered: "You are quite good at pretending! All the people who delivered the baby are dead, and she is the only one left?"
The secret guard nodded: "Yes!"
The prince hummed and said with a calm face: "Let's interrogate!"
"yes!"
This secret room is actually an interrogation room.
Prince Ling Wenche interrogated many people in this secret room.
There are knives of all sizes hanging on the walls, as well as all kinds of interrogation equipment.
The woman with an old face was hung upside down in the air.
Prince Ling Wenche has already retreated from the secret room.
Behind it is the sound of a whip breaking through the air.
One whip after another!
Hit someone's body.
Prince Ling Wenche looked coldly at the night sky.
When did the rumors begin?
Ten years ago or fifteen years ago.
Prince Ling Wenche couldn't help but raise his hand and touch his face.
Sneered.
It's because of this face that his father doesn't like him.
Under the dim light, Prince Ling Wenche's plain face looked at the red lantern in the corridor with cold eyes.
So what if you don’t like it!
He is the prince, and he deserves the throne!
After a long time, the door was opened from the inside.
The secret guard came out smelling of blood, with his head lowered, and there was still blood on his forehead.
"Your Highness, that's it!"
Prince Ling Wenche entered the secret room again.
Inside the secret room, the woman had been put down, with small chains on her wrists and ankles.
But it's actually of no use at all.
Because this woman couldn't get up, she was lying on the ground with a lot of air coming out and little air coming in.
Naturally, what Prince Ling Wenche wants to ask cannot be known to the second person.
He waved his hand to the secret guard behind him.
The secret guard retreated and closed the door.
Prince Ling Wenche raised his toes and kicked the woman: "Tell me, the truth about twenty-six years ago. I want to hear it from you personally."
The woman stared with cloudy eyes, and her wrinkled face kept shaking.
I can't tell if I'm laughing or scared!
The woman's voice was hoarse and unpleasant, like the sound of branches scratching heavily on the ground, which was extremely painful to the ears.
The prince endured it.
"If you tell me, can you keep me here..."
Prince Ling Wenche sneered: "For someone like you, what's the point of living? There are no humans or ghosts! However, if you tell the truth, maybe you will be spared!"
"Since the prince has gone through so much trouble to find me, he has heard the rumor that 'leave the mother and leave the son'!"
Prince Ling Wenche sneered and said, "Then tell me, who is the mother in Mu Liu Zi?"
The woman let out a long sigh, turned over with great effort, and lay on her back in a pool of blood, with her fingers soaked in the sticky blood.
"Twenty-six years have passed since I promised the imperial concubine. I kept this matter in my stomach and no one said anything. You all said that the maid escaped on her own. But everyone knows that the imperial concubine is a thoughtful woman. If she wants to
Whoever wants to die will not survive! Even if I make all the preparations, I can't escape from the hands of the noble concubine,"
Prince Ling Wenche raised his eyebrows: "You mean, the queen let you go?"
The woman was a little dazed, and nodded after a while: "Yes, the imperial concubine was not the queen at that time, and the maidservant came to the imperial concubine at the age of six. It is true that the maidservant is a maid, but the imperial concubine is also kind to the maidservant. The imperial concubine in the boudoir is so
She is innocent and pure, and treats her maid with the same affection as a sister. The relationship between maid and concubine is definitely not that of master and maid."
"At that time, the former empress was seriously ill and Concubine Zhuang was pregnant. The emperor originally loved Concubine Zhuang more. Once Concubine Zhuang gave birth to a prince, the position of queen would belong to Concubine Zhuang."
"The imperial concubine is so anxious! She is so anxious that she is sick!"
The prince kicked her over and the woman was kicked to the corner: "What your highness wants to know is who is the mother?"
The chain hit the wall and made a clanging sound.
The woman opened her mouth and smiled.
"She died on the bed! Gone!"
Ling Wenche squatted in front of the woman and asked, "Who is it? Tell me clearly!"
"It's Huifang, the plain-looking Huifang!"
"who is she?"
"She is the third-class palace maid who cleans the courtyard! My Majesty said that no one will remember such a palace maid!"
Prince Ling Wenche snorted coldly, yes!
It won’t be remembered!
But he owes his face to that woman!
Nothing special!
His appearance is nothing like that of the royal family.
"Who is that man?"
"It's the emperor! The queen smoked some incense that night. You are the emperor's son. This is absolutely true!"
"Why doesn't the Queen give birth by herself?"
The woman is silent.
"If I ask you something, tell me!"
"Before she entered the palace..." When the woman said this, she bumped back heavily.
There is a long nail on the wall behind her.
"Mother, I..."
The woman died before she could finish her sentence.
Prince Ling Wenche was stunned on the spot.
What does it mean?
Something extraordinary happened to the queen before she entered the palace.
Because of that incident, so...
Will it lead to infertility?
When Prince Ling Wenche stepped out, he was in a trance.
He is not his legitimate son, he is just the son of a humble third-class palace maid.