Chapter 164 Calling Father

The first to arrive at Hongwenguan were the Prince of Pingnan and his wife.

They had planned to visit their son in the palace today, but as soon as they entered the palace, they heard that their son had a fight with someone. In order to prevent their son from suffering any harm, they hurried over.

By then, Guo Xiong and Asui had stopped fighting, and the palace servants separated them.

The snow was a mess, all traces of the fight between the two men. A dark patch of ground was exposed in the white snow.

Needless to say, the two of them were not in any better condition.

Guo Xiong, in particular, was pinned to the ground and beaten by Asui, who was younger than him. His body was covered in snow and mud, and the fur of his expensive cloak was torn to pieces. He sat on the ground and cried loudly, with snot and tears on his fleshy face.

The crying was shrill.

Asui stood aside, surrounded by palace maids. His clothes were still neat, except for his outer cloak which was stained with dust. Anger still lingered on his fair little face, and his cheeks were puffed up red.

The palace maid squatted down and checked his injuries with concern, then deliberately ruffled Asui's hair and grabbed two handfuls of dirt and smeared them on his clothes.

She glanced in Guo Xiong's direction and lowered her voice to instruct him, "Little Master, remember to cry later. If he cries, we should cry even louder and more aggrieved, okay?"

The crying child gets candy. Do you think there is a child who doesn’t cry?

The little boy looks like an immortal, and when he cries he will surely be more lovable than the wild bear.

The King and Queen of Pingnan heard their son's cry from a distance and quickened their pace.

Approaching and seeing Guo Xiong's condition, Princess Pingnan was horrified: "My son! Who beat you like this?"

When he saw his parents, Guo Xiong cried even louder. The couple looked distressed and ugly.

Princess Pingnan hugged her son and demanded, "Who is the culprit? Stand up for me!"

She swept her eyes around and immediately locked onto Asui, who was being protected by the palace servants. Her eyes flashed with a fierce look: "Is it you?"

"You're the one who beat my son like this!"

"Whose family are you from? How dare you hurt my son! Tell me your name! This princess will make your whole family kneel down and kowtow to apologize!"

The Princess of Pingnan was dressed in gorgeous clothes and looked less than 30 years old. She and the Prince of Pingnan, who was over 50 years old, were an old man and a young wife.

After giving birth to Guo Xiong, she replaced the seriously ill former princess and became the mistress of the Pingnan Palace. She had always been arrogant and this did not change even after she arrived in the capital.

The palace maids despised him in their hearts. It was true that the upper beam was crooked and the lower beams were crooked. No wonder he gave birth to a child like Guo Xiong.

Asui's eyes were red and he didn't say anything.

He wouldn't say a word until his relatives came.

For a moment, there was complete silence.

No one paid any attention to Princess Pingnan's anger and questioning. Guo Xiong's followers ignored their injuries and tremblingly said, "Princess, Princess, that is Concubine Zhao's child."

"Noble Concubine Zhao?"

The couple immediately thought of the Yun girl who was rumored to be extremely favored, the most outstanding one in the palace, and who was recently named a noble concubine.

When they arrived, they only heard that something had happened to their own son, and they didn't know that the other party was Concubine Zhao's son.

Since it involved the royal family, Princess Pingnan showed her fear and looked at her husband.

Prince Pingnan was silent, his face looked unhappy, and he had a vague sense of foreboding.

Seeing that he didn't say anything, Princess Pingnan muttered, "Can the son of the Imperial Concubine just hit people?"

Besides, he was just the son of the imperial concubine and her ex-husband, not a prince, so she felt much more at ease.

"Well, if you apologize to my son, we will let it go."

Princess Pingnan looked at Asui who was not far away and spoke in a generous tone.

Almost at the same time as she uttered the last word, there was a commotion in the distance.

The leaders were actually the Yulin Army. They were wearing armor and holding swords, forming two teams to clear the way.

Behind them, the golden dragon head shone brightly in the sunlight. The emperor's carriage came from afar, surrounded by palace maids in front and behind, with a mighty momentum.

"Who wants my son to kowtow and apologize?"

The emperor's voice was majestic and far-reaching, falling into everyone's ears like thunder.

Without exception, their expressions were one of shock and confusion.

The imperial carriage arrived, and everyone knelt in worship:

"Long live the emperor—"

Emperor Jingxuan did not shout, but lowered his eyes slightly and looked at everyone with disdain. The imperial aura was overwhelming and suffocating.

He raised his hand slightly, the throne came down, he stepped out and walked straight towards Asui.

His eyes swept over his messy hair and clothes, and he casually caught a scratch on his face. With a flash of coldness, he asked:

"A fight?"

Asui looked up at him blankly, his eyes becoming even redder.

He heard the words 'my son' clearly.

So, is this the secret that A Niang wants to tell him?

Is the tall and majestic man in front of him really his father?

Meeting his loving gaze, Asui felt a lump in his throat and turned his head to look at the ground.

"Your Majesty, what did you just say?"

Prince Pingnan froze in place and asked the question in his mind in a clumsy manner. He hoped that he must have heard it wrongly because of his old age and poor hearing.

He stared at Asui blankly: "Whose son is he?"

Emperor Jingxuan glanced at him and said, "My son."

He bent down and took Ah Sui in his arms, picked her up with one hand, tilted her head and spoke lovingly:

"Be good and call me father."

Ah Sui sat steadily in his arms, pursed her lips in silence for a moment, and then called out, "...Father."

This simple greeting not only reached the ears of Emperor Jingxuan, but was also heard clearly by everyone present.

In an instant, a storm surged in my heart.

"Good son!"

Emperor Jingxuan laughed heartily, not caring at all that the mud on Asui's body had stained his dragon robe.

However, his laughter did not infect the Prince of Pingnan and his wife. Their faces turned pale and their vision went dark.

This is actually the emperor’s son!

Emperor Jingxuan's smile faded slightly. He looked at the family of three kneeling before him and said with a pursed lip, "Sui'er is my biological child, my fourth son, the fourth prince of Great Qi, and a descendant of the Qi family."

"Guo Quan, your wife wants me to kneel down and kowtow to your son?"

His tone was gloomy, his eyes were cold, and he even called him by his full name instead of 'Prince Pingnan'.

As soon as these words were spoken, the Yulin Army, armed with weapons, spread out in an encirclement, surrounding the Prince of Pingnan and his family, revealing their murderous intent.

Prince Pingnan knew that this matter might have touched the emperor's reverse scale, and he knocked his forehead heavily on the ground: "Your Majesty, please calm down. I dare not do this!"

"Is there some misunderstanding here? My wife never meant that, and neither did I!"

Princess Pingnan was shocked and terrified, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, I didn't know this was the Fourth Prince. If I knew..."

Emperor Jingxuan: "If you knew, you wouldn't dare to be so arrogant, right?"

"Ridiculous!" He sneered, "So the Guo family's tradition is to bully the weak. This really opens my eyes."

Sweating profusely, Prince Pingnan pleaded bitterly, "Your Majesty, my wife loves her son dearly. Seeing my son injured like this, she is inevitably worried. After all, Xiong'er is my only son."

"I hope you will be lenient with me because I only have this one son..."

Emperor Jingxuan glanced at Guo Xiong, whose face was completely unscathed. "Injured? Where is he injured?"