Therefore, he already knew the emperor's identity when he first saw him in the bamboo forest that night.
That's why, after killing all the assassins, he raised his longsword and held it against Emperor Guangqi's neck.
When Song Xizhi thought of this, he felt that the young face in front of him was becoming more and more like the emperor's.
A storm raged within her:
"Your expression doesn't seem surprised, so you already knew that man was the emperor. But even though he is the supreme ruler, you hate him and are not afraid of him because of his status. You pointed your sword at him without hesitation."
At this point, Song Xizhi finally raised his eyes, his eyes shining brightly, as if they were sparkling: "You're investigating the Han family case again."
The man raised an eyebrow slightly, placed his hand on the edge of the square table, and said calmly, "The emperor has many enemies. The Han family is loyal to the emperor and loves the country, but they have suffered an injustice. Almost everyone investigating the Han family case hates him."
Song Xizhi nodded without refuting, but continued, "What you said is also correct, but there is a crucial point. Emperor Guangqi recognized you at first glance. Therefore, he was neither afraid nor wary, and he didn't even feel any anger."
"Because you are his son."
"So your true identity is... the Crown Prince?"
Song Xi spoke each word clearly, and by the end, his eyes were filled with a deep, dark color.
What she was about to witness was completely unexpected. She had never imagined that the masked man's true identity was the legendary Crown Prince.
If the man before me is the Crown Prince, then it would explain why I have been able to run into him time and time again, because he is also investigating the case of the Han family, and their goals coincide.
This explains why he was certain that Empress Han did not commit suicide, because he was Empress Han's son and naturally knew his mother.
As for why he saved her time and time again, it might be because of her relationship with He Jingyan. After all, she was her subordinate's wife, and even if the subordinate had no feelings for her, it was only right to help her out.
You can't expect your subordinates to become widowers again right after they wake up.
It could even explain why she felt a sense of familiarity with the man in front of her...
After all, the Crown Prince and He Jingyan had lived together in the military camp for more than ten years, eating and sleeping together, and could be considered brothers with a deep bond.
The more Song Xizhi thought about it, the more convinced he became that it was true.
All the mysteries she had encountered about this man before were now solved.
The man remained silent for a moment, then smiled slightly, his eyes swirling with indescribable emotions: "You are very clever, but your imagination is just too rich."
Song Xizhi expressed doubt about his words: "I agree with the first half of your statement, but I do not agree with the second half."
She shrugged slightly: "As for Zhao Qianlan's matter, I relied on my rich imagination, but in the end, it proved that my suspicions were correct."
The man stared at Song Xizhi's red lips as they opened and closed, his eyes turning completely black.
The woman's intelligence left him somewhat overwhelmed. For a moment, he even considered rushing forward and explaining everything to her, regardless of the consequences.
But in the end, he only said, "I am not the Crown Prince, but just someone who was implicated in the Han family case."
This statement was hardly convincing; Song Xizhi clearly didn't believe it.
She slightly raised her eyebrows and looked at the man in front of her: "You once told me not to trust men. Which of those words do you want me to believe?"
The man was taken aback by her words and stared at her in silence.
The woman before him rose gracefully from the couch, curtsied to him, and said, "There will be plenty of time in the future. One day I will find out who my benefactor is."
"There's plenty of time in the future?" The man pondered Song Xizhi's words, then suddenly narrowed his eyes.
Song Xizhi then explained to him, "If you are truly His Highness the Crown Prince, then my husband, He Jingyan, would be your subordinate. Wouldn't that mean there's plenty of time for the future?"
As Song Xizhi spoke, he solemnly descended the wooden steps from the soft couch, walked to the man, bowed slightly, and curtsied again, his tone carrying a hint of respect:
"If I have offended you in the past, please forgive me, and I hope that you will take good care of Jingyan in the future."
Song Xizhi's tone was still respectful, which made the man's body suddenly stiffen. He stepped forward and intended to support her hands.
But she simply lowered her head slightly, took a step back, and avoided the man's hand.
They brushed past each other, the man's hand pausing for a moment in mid-air before falling back to his side.
He parted his lips slightly, as if to say something, but at that moment, he suddenly heard a faint noise outside the door.
The man's eyes narrowed, and before Song Xizhi could react, he vanished without a trace.
Song Xi was taken aback, and turned to look back, only to see that the windows behind him were tightly closed, and the bedroom was quiet again, as if nothing had ever happened.
She paused for a moment before slowly walking to the door and opening the tightly closed wooden door.
As soon as the wooden door opened, an elderly woman appeared, kneeling hurriedly and hastily before him.
Song Xizhi frowned, took a closer look, and realized that the old woman was Madam Zhao's personal maid.
Tears streamed down her face, and her once meticulously styled hair was now disheveled. Seeing Song Xizhi open the door, she crawled a few steps and grabbed Song Xizhi's skirt:
"Madam, Madam, Miss suddenly fainted after kneeling in the room for an hour."
"Miss is a convict, and it's unlikely we can summon a physician tonight. I know you are a kind-hearted person, please, I beg you, save her!"
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