Chapter 277 The Last Meeting
Before leaving the capital, Zhao Yuanrong went to see the deposed crown prince Zhao Xuanyi who was imprisoned in the inner prison.
The inner prison never sees sunlight and is cold and damp all year round.
Although Zhao Xuanyi was imprisoned, he had enough food and clothing, but he lost his freedom.
The guards knew that he and the current prince were childhood sweethearts, so they didn't make things difficult for him.
"I'm leaving now."
Zhao Yuanrong's voice startled Zhao Xuanyi.
He stood up and turned around.
After being imprisoned for so long, he became emaciated, and only his eyes were still clear.
Zhao Yuanrong opened the food box and brought out the plate himself, "These are all your favorites."
"The last meal before execution?" Zhao Xuanyi said in a calm and normal tone without any fear.
"I told you I won't kill you."
The two sat down facing each other at the simple table.
Zhao Xuanyi showed no interest in the food or drinks. He just stared at the person in front of him and said, "You haven't come to see me for thirteen days."
"Really?" Zhao Yuanrong poured the wine and smiled, "There are so many things to do at court, I really can't spare the time."
Another long silence.
In the past, they either quarreled or pretended to be friendly with each other, and rarely sat in silence like this.
It was Zhao Yuanrong who broke the silence first.
She pulled out a few more books and said, "Have you finished reading the book I gave you last time? I've replaced some for you."
Zhao Xuanyi's eyes fell on the books, but he didn't reach out to flip through them. "I've read all these books."
"Your state of mind is different," Zhao Yuanrong pushed the book to him, "and you will feel differently when you read it again."
A smile appeared on Zhao Xuanyi's pale face. "I have hidden these books very well. It seems that you are living comfortably in the East Palace."
"I've been in the East Palace for quite a while since I was little, so naturally I don't feel unfamiliar."
Zhao Yuanrong drank the wine in one gulp.
The wine was the finest pear blossom white, and its aroma filled the cold room.
Zhao Xuanyi didn't move, but just asked, "Where are you going?"
"Yunnan."
"What are you going to Yunnan for?"
"Meet my dad."
Zhao Xuanyi was stunned.
After a long time, he smiled bitterly, "Aunt has good tricks."
The Queen Mother of Song guessed, investigated, and suspected for her entire life, but it was the King of Yunnan who had nothing to do with her.
How ironic.
When the King of Yunnan came to propose marriage, the Queen Mother of Song secretly replaced him with another man, but her daughter ran away and gave birth to a child with him.
Zhao Yuanrong didn't know how her mother did it.
But she had made the right choice of father.
"After Aling came back from Jiangzhou, I had a very long dream," said Zhao Yuanrong.
It was that time that Qu Ling said, Sister, I dreamed that you were pregnant with the prince's child.
"I dreamed that my mother lost to you, the Song family was still as powerful as ever, and you were still the crown prince."
Zhao Xuanyi's Adam's apple rolled, "Then should I kill you?"
"No."
"I can't bear to kill you."
"I know."
Zhao Yuanrong looked up at him with a complicated look, "So now, you are still alive."
Zhao Xuanyi suddenly reached out and grabbed the glass of wine that had been untouched and drank it all in one gulp.
A hint of color appeared on his pale face. "What else did you dream about?"
He really wanted to know if Yuan Rong would be softer and give in a few steps in that dream.
Will...I need his protection?
Zhao Yuanrong was silent for a moment.
She did not tell Zhao Xuanyi that she had dreamed that she was pregnant with his child.
Because that child was a liar.
"In the end, my father helped me take back the kingdom that belonged to my mother."
She said, "Zhao Xuanyi, you still lost."
Zhao Xuanyi suddenly burst into laughter, "It's fate."
If he had known this would be the outcome, he would have backed off at the beginning.
As he laughed, tears rolled down the corners of his eyes.
Zhao Yuanrong looked at him calmly and took out a handkerchief from his sleeve.
"After I leave, no one will come."
She stood up, but after taking a few steps, she stopped and turned back.
"Zhao Xuanyi, you... take care. Goodbye."
This time, she didn't stop.
"Yuan Rong!"
Zhao Xuanyi rushed over like a madman, but the door of the inner chamber was already closed.
His heart went cold, and he screamed, "If only..."
Zhao Yuanrong didn't hear what he said.
No need to hear it.
After walking out of the inner prison, Zhao Yuanrong stood in the sun for a long time before he felt the coldness all over his body dissipate.
This was the last time she and Zhao Xuanyi saw each other.
"The one who sent you to your death will soon be found."
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