Chapter 412: Child-eating Addiction

Yunshan was also quite surprised after hearing what Zhaohua said.

She hesitated for a while before speaking coldly:

"Miss, do you mean that someone sincerely wants to harm our Second Prince?"

Zhao Hua frowned and shook his head, not allowing himself to think about it, he was already shuddering with fear.

"I just have this guess, but I can't figure it out. Who is behind this? Shang Yang is already dead. Logically, no one in the palace should have the motive to take over the heir to the throne, unless..."

She tapped the table with her fingertips from time to time.

The voice was disorganized, just like her tangled thoughts at the moment.

An absurd thought flashed through Yu Zhaohua's mind, but she quickly suppressed it.

She did not express her speculation out loud, but only told Yunshan:

"Go and call Imperial Physician Zhang tomorrow morning and tell him that the Second Prince is suffering from palpitations and fright. Ask him to come and see him. On the way, go to the Shangshufang and ask for leave from Chengyu."

Yunshan nodded in agreement, "Miss, you have thought it through. If someone really comes after the Second Prince, they will always wait for another opportunity if they fail to assassinate him once. Before the matter is settled, the Second Prince will be safest if he stays in our palace."

She just thought that Zhaohua wanted to keep Chengyu under his nose to prevent him from being harmed by others.

Little did Zhaohua know that what he really wanted to guard against was the person who went to school and went home with Chengyu every day...

Brother.

That night, Zhaohua tossed and turned and barely closed his eyes all night.

As soon as she closed her eyes, the past flashed through her mind like a revolving lantern.

She remembered how Cheng Huan was obedient and sensible in front of her, his red eyes from crying at Jing He's funeral, and also remembered...

Cheng Jing's death.

When the east was already bright, Zhao Hua, who was no longer sleepy, got up and went to Cheng Yu's room, where he sat quietly in front of the couch and watched over him.

He looked at Cheng Yu's handsome sleeping face, feeling deeply moved.

She felt that she had failed to protect Chengyu in the past, and that she owed it to her child.

Now the mother and son have finally reunited after overcoming many difficulties.

If anyone dares to take advantage of her son again,

So no matter who the person with the wrong intention is, she will not let him go easily!

I don't know how long I have been guarding the child like this.

It was not until the first gentle ray of sunlight in the early morning shone on Cheng Yu's face that the little guy lazily raised his eyelids.

When he opened his eyes, he was surprised to see Zhao Hua sitting in front of the couch.

"Mother?"

Zhaohua gently stroked Chengyu's hair and said with a smile, "You're awake."

Chengyu had developed the habit of getting up early under the guidance of the Chen couple.

Now that I have entered the palace, I don’t need the maids to call me to go to the Shangshufang every day.

When he saw Zhao Hua coming today, he thought he had gotten up late, so he quickly rolled out of bed and was eager to change his clothes and wash up.

Zhao Hua stopped him and said softly, "Yesterday at your elder sister's funeral, your mother saw that you were also very sad, so she asked for leave for you today. You should have a good rest for two days. There is no rush to study now."

Although Cheng Yu had returned to the palace not long ago, he and Jing He had only played together three or four times.

But he knew that was his sister, and it was the first time he had experienced the death of someone close to him, so he felt sad.

But he said, "In fact, my brother should be the one who is most saddened by my eldest sister's passing. Yesterday, I saw my brother crying until his voice was hoarse at my eldest sister's funeral. I knew that they must have had a very good relationship in the past."

Zhao Hua followed the child's words and asked inconspicuously:

"What about you? You've been closest to your brother since you returned to the palace. How do you two brothers get along?"

Cheng Yu nodded without hesitation and said, "My brother treats me very well. When I was in Hengzhou, there were also brothers who were slightly older than me to play with me, but they were not like my brother. They protected me and gave in to me in everything, and they would take the initiative to teach me the lessons I missed."

The good things about Cheng Huan mentioned by Cheng Yu are far more than these.

The child spoke a long string of words, but Zhao Hua was in a trance and didn't really hear the last part.

Instead, I began to blame myself.

She blamed herself, maybe it was because she was too suspicious, or maybe it was because she had been immersed in the palace for many years and was really afraid of the people in the deep palace, so that she was so nervous that she had to be wary of even a five-year-old child...

No matter how evil the people in the palace are, children are the purest thing in the world.

Cheng Huan was raised by Sister Wan since he was young. Sister Wan treated him as her own son and wanted to give him the best.

Even Ruoxin was taught so well by Sister Wan, so how could Chenghuan be so unbearable?

Therefore, Zhaohua temporarily put aside his speculation about Jinghe's death.

Convince yourself that all this was just an accident.

Later, Imperial Physician Zhang came to Fengluan Palace, examined Chengyu's pulse as a formality, and then asked for a day's sick leave from the Shangshufang so that the child could rest well.

After the morning court session, Xiao Jingheng heard that Cheng Yu was ill. Because Jinghe died early, he was like a frightened bird, fearing that there would be any more losses to his royal heir, so he rushed straight to Fengluan Palace to visit him.

When he came, Zhao Hua was by his side. Seeing that Cheng Yu was still asleep, Xiao Jingheng felt relieved when he heard Zhao Hua say that the child was just too worried and slept late last night. He was fine.

"Because of Jinghe's matter, the children were all scared. Especially Chenghuan, he is sentimental and thoughtful. At the funeral yesterday, it seemed that he had lost a lot of weight in just three or two days."

Zhao Hua said: "Brothers and sisters are from the same family. It is hard for us adults to accept such a thing, let alone children."

As he spoke, he gently stroked the dark circles under Xiao Jingheng's eyes, and said distressedly: "Xiao Lang has also become much more haggard. I guess he didn't sleep all night last night, right?"

Xiao Jingheng took a deep breath and let it out for a long time, speaking with helplessness and sadness:

"I always feel that God has been too cruel to me. First, he took away Cheng Jing, and then he took away Jing He. I have few children, and my children have abandoned me one by one. I feel really bad in my heart."

When he said this, his eyes turned red without him realizing it.

Zhao Hua believed that he was sincere, but his sincerity was even more laughable when compared with what he had done in the past.

Few offspring? God doesn't favor you?

Wasn't it that Ning Wanshuang's child who was six months pregnant a few years ago, the boy among the twins in the future, and Cheng Yu who is now held in the palm of Xiao Jingheng's hand, all of whom he had personally ordered to be "eliminated"?

People say that even a tiger won't eat its own cubs.

But for the sake of his throne and his well-being, he became addicted to eating his children.

Such a vicious person is not even worthy of being a human being. How can he have the nerve to blame God for being cruel to him?

Of course, Zhao Hua could only criticize these jokes in his heart.

Facing Xiao Jingheng, her eyes were red, she held his hand, and said with words of "sincerely" to comfort him:

"Your Majesty is in his prime, and he will surely have many children in the future."