Yun Shang noticed that Prince Jing's body was trembling slightly, and she felt a little worried in her heart. She would never have thought that Emperor Xia would actually reveal this matter at this palace banquet.
There was a sudden commotion in the palace. The matter of the emperor's heir should have been a country's internal affairs, but the Emperor of Xia actually mentioned it at a banquet in another country. What did he mean? He said that Duke Hua came to Ning some time ago.
At that time, they discovered a person who was most likely the prince of Xia Kingdom. In this case, that person was most likely among them.
Someone had already noticed something from Emperor Xia's words, and looked at Prince Jing with evasive eyes. Emperor Xia was talking about twenty-nine years ago, but Prince Jing's age happened to match... And, just now,
When Emperor Xia said this, he was clearly looking at Prince Jing.
Prince Jing only had a flash of thought for a moment, and then returned to his thoughts. He did not pay attention to the commotion at the banquet, but came to Yun Shang's side and said, "What should I do? I don't have ten arrows at all."
My ability, if someone asks me to give it a try next time, what should I do?"
Yun Shang was stunned. She didn't expect him to be joking at this time. She glared at him hatefully and raised her eyes to look at the gloomy Emperor Xia.
I saw him waving his hand, and Liu Yinfeng held a scroll in his hand and held it up with both hands. Emperor Xia's eyes fell on the scroll, and a complicated light flashed in his eyes. After a long while, he sighed and said, "This
It's a portrait that the palace painter painted for us thirty years ago..." After saying that, he raised his hand and handed it to Emperor Ning. Emperor Ning opened the painting and was shocked, but with a bit of disbelief.
He looked in the direction of Prince Jing, then looked back at Concubine Jin. After a moment of silence, he raised his head and looked at Emperor Xia, "Brother Xia, do you want me to let Manager Zheng show this painting to everyone?"
Emperor Xia nodded, with a bit of a smile in his eyes, "I heard that the child is extremely smart, so I can't let him have the opportunity to find a way out for himself."
After hearing this, Emperor Ning was silent for a moment, then nodded slightly and handed the scroll to Manager Zheng.
Yun Shang's heart moved slightly. Logically speaking, Emperor Xia's recognition of relatives at the palace banquet would not be of any benefit to Emperor Ning. After all, Prince Jing was the god of war of Ning.
Manager Zheng carefully took the scroll and unfolded it to everyone. There were trees covered with pink flowers, and the petals were falling flutteringly. There were two people standing under the tree, a woman in pink carrying her
He started looking at the flowers on the tree with a faint smile on his face, but there was a man standing next to the woman...
Yun Shang glanced at it and thought that the man in the painting was Prince Jing, but it was a little different from Prince Jing. Prince Jing always had a cold expression on his face at all times. Even when he was smiling, his eyes were filled with emotion.
There is a bit of coldness, but the man in the painting is smiling at the corners of his eyes and eyebrows, and his eyes are as tender as water, which makes people want to indulge in it.
Yun Shang thought that the person in the painting must be very much like Prince Jing, otherwise Emperor Xia would not have taken it out here, but what Yun Shang never thought of was...
"The woman in pink clothes in the painting..." Yun Shang frowned. The woman's appearance was somewhat familiar, but after thinking about it for a while, Yun Shang still couldn't figure out who she looked like. She frowned and recognized the woman in her mind.
I filtered them all one by one, but still didn't remember them.
Turning his eyes, he saw that everyone in the palace had different expressions, but all looked at Prince Jing. Only Prince Jing still calmly raised the tea that the palace maid had brought not long ago, and lowered his head to blow away the tea on his face. Fumo took a sip of tea and then said calmly, "Why don't you look at the painting to see what I do?"
Everyone trembled and quickly looked away, falling on the painting. They thought to themselves, it doesn't look like it at all. How could Prince Jing look as gentle and affectionate as the man in the painting?
But it was the Emperor of Xia Kingdom, Xia Huanyu, who spoke first, in a calm voice, not at all excited about finding his long-lost child, "The person in this painting is not Prince Jing at all. This is the palace of the widows more than thirty years ago. The artist in the painting painted a portrait of the widow and the late empress. However, when the late queen passed away, the widow was also in danger and almost died. Although she was rescued in the end, her appearance was ruined. For more than thirty years, I am afraid that many people I have forgotten what I looked like when I was young. Duke Hua once saw this painting, so I immediately noticed the resemblance between Prince Jing and I..."
Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by a sneer, "So you think this king is your son?" Prince Jing sneered, "You can have as many such paintings as you want, and you can paint whoever you want. Who should I paint for you? You went all the way to choose me, should I be grateful?"
Everyone could hear the tense tone in Prince Jing's mouth, "Or are you saying that all your sons are useless, and you felt that there was no one left to survive, so you found me? Huh?"
This time, the war dispute was simply brought to the sons of the Xia Emperor.
Yun Shang then raised his head and searched around the banquet, but did not see the figure of Prince Xia. He chuckled. It was a pity. It would be very interesting if Xia Houjing and Xia Houyan were both there.
However, Xia Huanyu still looked at Prince Jing indifferently, and the corners of his mouth slowly curled up, as if he did not take Prince Jing's ridicule into consideration.
Yun Shang then looked at Xia Huanyu carefully for a while. Previously, Yun Shang felt a little disappointed because of the ferocious scars on his face, so she never took a closer look. Later, her eyes were attracted by the painting. Now, when she looked at it, she found that It was discovered that Xia Huanyu sometimes looked quite similar to Prince Jing. At least, his current expression was exactly the same as Prince Jing's.
Xia Huanyu smiled to himself for a moment, his eyes swept over everyone, but fell on Yun Shang. He looked at Yun Shang indifferently for a moment before turning his eyes away, "What if it is as you said?"
Everyone in the palace was stunned, not knowing what Xia Huanyu meant. They all secretly recalled in their hearts what Prince Jing had said before. Before they could remember, they heard Xia Huanyu say very slowly, "If you want, You can take this throne at any time."
As soon as these words came out, even Luo Qingyan couldn't help but be a little stunned. After a while, he chuckled, "Do you think this throne can be given to whomever you say it is?"
But the people in the palace were completely stunned. These two people thought they were somewhere, and they were talking about the ownership of the Xia Kingdom's throne like no one else.
"Since it is my throne, I just want to be willful this time, so what? As long as you want it, I will give it to you. In this world, if I can afford it, you just have to ask."
Yun Shang looked at the man who was sitting quietly, talking about the ownership of the Xia Kingdom's throne as if he was talking about the ownership of a thread, and she actually began to feel a little admiration for him.
The person next to him leaned back, stretched out his hand to hold Yun Shang's waist, and said in a calm voice, "Oh? What I want is what you can afford. What I want, you should not appear here from now on."
In front of me, don't say any more nonsense about me being your son." After saying that, Prince Jing stood up and said to Emperor Ning and other people in the palace who had not yet recovered, "I am not injured yet.
Once you recover, I won't accompany you anymore and will leave." After saying that, he pulled Yun Shang out of the Jinluan Palace together.
Prince Jing leaned against the wall of the carriage quietly, with his eyes closed tightly, as if he was asleep. Yun Shang raised her eyes and saw his slightly frowning brows, and sighed softly, even though Prince Jing looked so calm just now.
, but the hand that had been holding Yun Shang was slightly sweating. Yun Shang knew that he must be struggling in his heart.
After all, he was his biological father. Even though they had never met each other for more than twenty years, their blood relationship was a very wonderful thing, just like their similar looks.
Yun Shang felt a little bored in the carriage, so she lifted the curtain of the carriage. A gust of cold wind blew, and Yun Shang shuddered. She felt that her mind was much clearer, but the person next to her suddenly moved and pulled Yun Shang back.
With his hand, the heavy curtain suddenly fell down with a muffled sound.
"Although it's almost the end of February, it's still a bit cold with the night wind. What should I do if I catch a cold?" Prince Jing's voice was light and a bit reproachful.
Yun Shang was silent for a moment, wanting to say that although she had no internal strength, she had been practicing martial arts since she was a child and rarely caught colds. She just listened to his somewhat tired voice, but in the end she did not speak and sat back quietly.
As the carriage moved slowly, Yun Shang noticed that something was wrong. It was only about half an hour from the entrance of the palace to Prince Jing's Mansion, but it was obviously more than half an hour since leaving the palace.
Yun Shang's heart tightened, and she suddenly grabbed Prince Jing's hand. Prince Jing seemed to be in a trance, and it hurt a little when he was pinched by Yun Shang. He opened his eyes and looked at Yun Shang. With just one glance, he noticed Yun Shang's expression.
tension in.
Prince Jing seemed to have come back to his senses. He was silent for a moment and looked at Yun Shang with a questioning look in his eyes. Although he did not speak, Yun Shang knew what he wanted to ask. Yun Shang nodded.
There was a word written in his hand: Wait.
There were quite a few secret guards around the two of them. If something really happened that threatened their lives, someone would show up. But she wanted to know who was so bold as to dare to attack her in the imperial city.
Starting with Prince Jing, he was really... impatient with his life.
Yun Shang curled her lips, Prince Jing was not in a very good mood today, and these people were probably going to suffer.
Listening to the movement outside the car, Yun Shang pondered for a moment and then raised her voice, "How long until we get to the palace?"
It seemed to be quiet outside for a while, and then a voice came, "We're almost there."
Almost there... Yun Shang chuckled. As expected, Yun Shang was not kept waiting for too long. Less than a quarter of an hour later, the carriage stopped. Yun Shang reached out and pushed open the door, and saw a person standing outside the carriage.
, but it was not what Yunshang expected... (To be continued)
