Chapter 73: Double Haunt 7 "I'm going to be the queen."
Zhu Song took the gold medal and rushed back to the Dali Temple, and took people to raid Prince Xian's mansion overnight.
Because of the previous incident, all the people in the Xianwang Mansion were arrested. Now the Xianwang Mansion was empty, with no one in it. Zhu Song led his men directly to the dark room. The people in the dark room were still there, and because no one fed them, they were biting each other and were bleeding. Many yamen runners from the Dali Temple vomited on the spot.
Zhu Song ordered, "After you're done vomiting, get these people out. Be careful, they can bite."
"Yes, hi..."
"Hickey."
Because the dark room was so smelly, the whole process was filled with the sound of the yamen runners retching. Those people were very uncooperative and bit anyone they saw, so it was not until almost dawn that they tied everyone up and took them out.
After tying up the people, they began to search the house. Besides some common gold, silver and treasures, the most abundant thing was the drug testing records in the study, a total of five large boxes. Zhu Song flipped through them and found the contents horrific. They recorded the age, what medicine was taken and when, and the reactions, including hair loss, biting, unconsciousness, loss of pain sensation, etc. There was nothing that Zhu Song could not think of that was not written down.
Zhu Song had the drug trial records moved back to the Dali Temple. Now that the evidence was conclusive, Zhu Song didn't even bother going to the Ministry of Clan Affairs and directly wrote a memorial to the emperor.
Wen Fengxuan acted swiftly, issuing an edict on the spot after receiving the memorial. Xian Wang Wen Zhan was convicted of grave sins and paraded through the streets, imprisoned in the Imperial Clan Court for eternity. The male members of the Jiang family were beheaded, and the female members exiled.
It is said that as soon as the imperial edict was issued, Concubine Shu hanged herself in the palace.
The matter was completely over here, and the huge stone that was weighing on Zhu Song's heart finally disappeared. Even if someone discovered that the edict of succession was fake, it would not affect Wen Fengxuan.
This matter was complicated and took half a month to complete. Zhu Song was so busy all day that he slept in the Dali Temple and did not even return to the Zhu Mansion. However, everyone in the Zhu family was used to it and did not think there was anything wrong.
Although solving such a major case was within his duties, he still had to reward them according to their merits. So after the case was closed, Wen Fengxuan summoned Zhu Song and Gu Huaiyu to the palace to see him.
Wen Fengxuan sat at the head of the Qinzheng Hall, his expression gentle. "During this epidemic, you two have worked tirelessly day and night to solve the case and rescue nearly a hundred victims. Your hard work and contributions are great, and you deserve to be rewarded. I will grant you whatever you desire."
Gu Huaiyu bowed and said, "Thank you, Your Majesty. This is my duty. Your Majesty's kindness, I am deeply grateful. I am young and inexperienced, so I would like to ask Your Majesty to grant me a golden medal of immunity from death."
Wen Fengxuan waved his hand and said, "Alright, I will send someone to deliver it to the Marquis' Mansion tomorrow."
Gu Huaiyu said, "Thank you, Your Majesty, for your grace."
Wen Fengxuan said: "Go back and rest."
"yes."
Gu Huaiyu left. Wen Fengxuan looked at Zhu Song, his eyebrows raised slightly, "Master Zhu, what do you want?"
Zhu Song thought about how Zhu Jingchen had looked reluctant when he took out the treasures from his secret room, and planned to take this opportunity to ask him to give some back. So he said, "I want the white jade lilies from your majesty's East Palace warehouse."
After hearing his words, Wen Fengxuan frowned slightly, and said in a puzzled tone, "White Jade Lily? Didn't you just come back?"
Zhu Song’s eyes widened, his legs went limp and he fell to his knees.
Wen Fengxuan quickly stood up and pulled him, "Why are you kneeling?"
Zhu Song didn't get up, but looked up at him and asked unwillingly, "You know everything?"
Wen Fengxuan said: "Of course."
Zhu Song was shocked, "Huh?"
Wen Fengxuan said, "Although I haven't seen anything good, Li Qiutong and Xie Ningyuan have. When the gift was given to them, they knew it was a fake."
Those items were bestowed upon Wen Fengxuan by the late emperor when he was crowned Crown Prince. Actually, it wasn't really a gift; the crown prince was granted eighty-one precious treasures, a custom that had been passed down through the dynasties. Zhu Song had previously inquired about this, and it turned out that the late emperor had the Ministry of Rites select any treasures from the treasury. Since Wen Fengxuan was not favored, the Ministry of Rites simply sent someone to select. The officials, seeing Wen Fengxuan's lack of favor, chose the worst, ultimately selecting all the items Zhu Jingchen had fabricated.
Zhu Song was shocked and puzzled, "Then why didn't you say anything?"
Wen Fengxuan asked in return: "Why should I say it?"
Zhu Song asked again, "Did you know it was my father who took it?"
Wen Fengxuan said: "I didn't know at first, but when you went to return it, I knew it."
"ah?"
Wen Fengxuan also explained to him, "It was originally fake, but a few days ago, Xie Ningyuan went to the East Palace to prepare for the move and found that the fake had become real. I only gave the key to you, so I knew it."
Zhu Song was so ashamed that he didn't know what to say. Wen Fengxuan squatted down and looked at him, his eyes sparkling and a little too innocent. "Why do you want to return it? Are you tired of seeing it?"
Zhu Song stammered and was speechless. He really couldn't think of how to explain this outrageous thing.
Seeing that he didn't say anything, Wen Fengxuan didn't ask any more questions. "I'm sleepy. I want to go to bed. You stay with me."
Zhu Song waved his hand and said, "Wait a minute, my legs are a little weak, you go first."
Seeing that he seemed to want to stay alone for a while, Wen Fengxuan didn't say anything and said, "Okay, hurry up." Then he left.
After Wen Fengxuan left, Zhu Song covered his face tightly. He knew this was outrageous, but it was too outrageous. He had tried so hard to hide it, but it was exposed at the last moment. He should have known better than to return it.
After a long while, Zhu Song calmed down and went to the Yangxin Palace.
As winter passes and spring arrives, old trees sprout new buds, and even at night, the wind is not as bitingly cold as before.
Zhu Song arrived at the Yangxin Palace and was greeted by a warm peach aroma as soon as he entered. There was no one else in the room except Wen Fengxuan, who had taken off his coat and was sitting on the bed. Seeing him approach, a smile crossed his lips.
Zhu Song stood still in the room. Wen Fengxuan stood up and walked towards him. He gently stroked his lower abdomen with his hand and spoke softly, "Master Zhu, haven't you decided on a reward yet?"
At this moment, Zhu Song's mind was full of the matter of stealing tribute. When he heard Wen Fengxuan's question, he immediately knelt down and said, "I have no other thoughts. I just want to ask Your Majesty to reward me with a few more gold medals of immunity from death."
Zhu Song meant that he didn't want Bai Yu Lily anymore, but Wen Fengxuan felt uncomfortable listening to this. He had hinted so clearly, "I have no other intentions, Zhu Song. How dare you disown my child?"
Zhu Song's eyes widened immediately. A child? Why was there still a child? Could it be...
Did his father also steal Wen Fengxuan’s child?
Shit, is there anyone so deceiving?
Wen Fengxuan felt that something was wrong with him, "What are you shocked about?"
Zhu Song swallowed hard and asked, "What child?"
Wen Fengxuan said as a matter of course: "Of course it's a boy."
Zhu Song became more and more confused. His father had three sons, so he wouldn't steal Wen Fengxuan's child, right?
"I don't understand, Your Majesty, when did you have a child?"
Wen Fengxuan frowned, "You really don't admit it?"
Zhu Song's head was about to explode. Why couldn't he understand what Wen Fengxuan was saying? "I am stupid. Your Majesty, do you think I have a child?"
Seeing that he didn't seem to be pretending, Wen Fengxuan asked, "Have you lost your memory?"
Amnesia? Zhu Song's chaotic mind suddenly remembered, "I was drinking with Your Majesty earlier. Did something happen?"
Wen Fengxuan tilted his head and looked at him, "You really can't remember? You don't have any impression at all?"
Zhu Song replied honestly, "I tend to forget things when I'm drunk. I really can't recall."
Wen Fengxuan suddenly realized that it was no wonder that he had been acting weird recently and his attitude was so inconsistent. It turned out that he had forgotten.
Wen Fengxuan stood up, took a piece of paper from the drawer and handed it to him, "Read it yourself."
Zhu Song took it and looked at it, and was immediately stunned. How could he be so bold when he was drunk, even daring to write such words. And yet, Wen Fengxuan was still saying, "You still hugged me and called me Madam."
Zhu Song looked at Wen Fengxuan in disbelief. Wen Fengxuan looked smug and said, "You even said you wanted me to give birth to a child for you."
Zhu Song’s eyes widened and widened until his eyeballs seemed to pop out.
Wen Fengxuan said: "Since you are so sincere, I am pregnant with your child."
Zhu Song thought he was dreaming, so he reached out and pinched himself hard, causing him to gasp in pain.
Seeing that he was about to collapse in shock, Wen Fengxuan was very puzzled, "Didn't Li Qiutong tell you everything?"
Zhu Song understood. When Li Qiuting said that Wen Fengxuan had taken too many mysterious medicines and his body was different from that of an ordinary person, it turned out that she meant that he could get pregnant.
Oh shit.
Zhu Song's head was buzzing, "Hurry, help me up, I'm going to faint."
Wen Fengxuan quickly hugged him and said, "Zhu Song, don't scare me."
"I need to take it slow."
Wen Fengxuan was a little unhappy, "Do you think I am a monster?"
Oh, Zhu Song understood again. It turned out that Wen Fengxuan thought he had known it for a long time, so that’s why he asked this question before.
Zhu Song hugged him back, "No, I was so happy that I lost my mind. My Zhu family's ancestral graves are smoking."
Wen Fengxuan said: "You have said this once."
"ah?"
Wen Fengxuan added: "When you are drunk."
"Oh." Zhu Song secretly made up his mind that he would quit drinking because it was wasting time.
After a moment of silence, Wen Fengxuan asked, "How long will it take? My legs are numb."
Upon hearing this, Zhu Song quickly helped him up, his eyes unconsciously glancing at his lower abdomen, which seemed to be different from before, with a curve.
Zhu Song was afraid that he would be tired, so he picked him up and put him on the bed.
"Can I... touch him?"
Zhu Song's tongue trembled with excitement.
Wen Fengxuan pulled the quilt over him and said, "That won't work. Don't you deny him?"
"Recognize him, recognize him, I'd be crazy not to recognize him." Zhu Song was so anxious that he spoke without thinking.
Wen Fengxuan started to bring up the past, "Before, when I was not feeling well, I asked you to stay with me, but you refused."
Zhu Song had no way to refute this and could only start to act like a spoiled brat, "Sorry, I won't do it again. Please forgive me this time, good Ah Xuan."
Wen Fengxuan continued, "You quarreled with me before, and I said I had a stomachache, but you said you were not a doctor and left me."
When this was mentioned, Zhu Song felt guilty. "I'm sorry, I was so confused. Good Fuyue, can you please let me go?"
Wen Fengxuan snorted arrogantly, then said, "Then you have to hold me while I sleep tonight."
"If you don't tell me, I won't let go."
Wen Fengxuan was finally satisfied, "Then come up."
"Fuyue is the best."
Zhu Song went to bed contentedly and successfully touched his son.
The next morning, Xie Ningyuan came early to call Wen Fengxuan to attend the morning court. Zhu Song opened his eyes and saw that it was still dark outside. He couldn't help but mutter, "This is too early."
Wen Fengxuan, nestled in his arms, opened his eyes and said, "It's okay. I'll get up when I get used to it. It's just that it's cold, so I can't help but want to stay in bed."
Zhu Song said: "Then lie down for a while."
Wen Fengxuan smiled, "Master Zhu, don't you think that as a ruler of a country, you should set a good example?"
Hearing his teasing words, Zhu Song reached out and gently pinched his arm, coaxing him in a soft voice, "I know I was wrong, madam, please forgive me."
Wen Fengxuan raised his head and kissed him on the chin. "Okay, I'll let you go for now." He then stood up. Zhu Song also sat up after him, and asked in surprise, "Why temporarily?"
Wen Fengxuan replied as a matter of course: "Of course it's because I will be looking back on Master Zhu's old score for the rest of my life."
"ah?"
Zhu Song got up and helped Wen Fengxuan get dressed, then watched him walk into the night, his heart filled with mixed emotions. Li Qiutong, watching from the side, jokingly said, "Your Majesty will be back soon, Master Zhu, there's no need to be so reluctant."
Zhu Song turned to look at him. Li Qiutong shrugged at him, looking like she really wanted a beating. However, Zhu Song remembered his kindness and didn't show any anger. "I'll go back to the Zhu Mansion. Please tell His Majesty when he comes back."
Li Qiutong didn't want to take this job, "Why don't you say it yourself?"
"You're just pushing me too hard," Zhu Song replied, feeling that arguing was pointless. "I'm leaving now."
Li Qiutong waved her hand and said, "Go ahead."
Zhu Song hadn't been home for half a month. It was still dark and the Zhu Mansion was still quiet. However, the news of Zhu Song's return spread, and soon the whole family gathered around.
Zhu Jingchen had taken a leave of absence due to a cold and was also at home. The four of them gathered around Zhu Song, and Meng Xiaohe asked worriedly, "You were brought into the palace by His Majesty. Did he do anything to you?"
Zhu Song said: "He didn't do anything to me."
Seeing that he was safe and sound, Meng Xiaohe heaved a sigh of relief after hearing what he said. "I was almost scared to death the past two days since you were brought into the palace."
Is this scary? Zhu Song was worried, so he asked Zhu Jingchen to hug Meng Xiaohe. Meng Xiaohe knew something was wrong when she heard it. Although she was worried, she still said, "You said it, Mom can hold on."
Zhu Song didn't mince words and said directly, "I'm going to be the queen."
The four of them looked at each other in bewilderment. Meng Xiaohe reached out and touched Zhu Song's forehead. "Son, has His Majesty messed with your brain?"
Zhu Song said honestly: "Actually, we have been together since Jizhou."
Zhu Lingye screamed, "What?"
Zhu Song nodded at him, "Yeah."
Zhu Lingye clutched his forehead in despair, muttering, "I must not have woken up yet, I must not have woken up yet."
Zhu Song patted him and said, "It's true. I really like Your Majesty."
Zhu Lingwang picked up the pen and began to write frantically.
Zhu Jingchen wasn't surprised. "I knew this would happen. Ever since you first stole His Majesty away, I told you that you would fall for him. I just didn't expect it to happen so soon."
Meng Xiaohe leaned against Zhu Jingchen, wanting to faint but not daring to, "Then what does Your Majesty mean?"
Zhu Song said: "After my much persuasion, he agreed."
Meng Xiaohe was about to cry, "I was wondering why you didn't like playing with girls since you were a child. You played with a bunch of boys every day and even slept with them. It turns out..."
Zhu Song quickly grabbed Zhu Lingwang's pen and said, "Don't write this down."
Zhu Song explained, "Mom, what you said is too biased. How could girls go out to play? Besides, we were together at night because we agreed to go out to play while you were asleep. It's not what you think."
After Zhu Song finished speaking, he said to Zhu Lingwang, "Don't remember this either."
Meng Xiaohe was extremely anxious. "That's the Emperor. There has never been a male Empress in all dynasties. Not to mention what the censors will say about you, if he gets tired of you in the future, how will you cope?"
Zhu Song persuaded her, "Mom, we live in the present. No matter what happens in the future, we love each other now, and I want to be with him."
Meng Xiaohe nudged Zhu Jingchen and said, "Say something."
Zhu Jingchen asked, "Now that you've become the queen, can you return those things to me?"
After hearing his words, Meng Xiaohe was so angry that she almost rolled her eyes. "Are those junks of yours the only ones you care about? Your son's life is going to be ruined."
Zhu Jingchen disagreed with her opinion, "How can being the queen be considered a disaster? There are so many people who want to be the queen but can't."
Meng Xiaohe pulled his ear and said, "Speak to me properly."
Zhu Jingchen cried out in pain, "Ouch!" He saw Zhu Lingwang still writing out of the corner of his eye and quickly said, "Don't write these."
Zhu Lingwang looked up at him and sighed silently. There was really nothing worth writing about their family.
Zhu Lingye finally recovered and grabbed Zhu Song's shoulders and said, "You two have been together since Jizhou, so why are you telling me that you think His Majesty is ugly and unattractive?"
Zhu Song said: "Um... this is a long story."
Zhu Lingye urged, "Go ahead."
Zhu Song thought that he couldn't say that what he meant by being together was just being together physically.
Zhu Song said, "Your Majesty didn't like me very much at that time, so I was angry and said those words in anger."
Zhu Lingye was simple-minded and thought what he said made sense, so he gave up. He was just annoyed with himself, "You were just angry words, but I took them seriously and even said a lot of nonsense in front of His Majesty."
Zhu Song comforted him, "Your Majesty is busy and has forgotten it long ago."
Zhu Lingye didn't quite believe it, "Really?"
Zhu Song patted his shoulder, "Really, really."
Zhu Song hurried back to move his luggage after he finished speaking. Meng Xiaohe watched him from behind and let go of Zhu Jingchen. She sighed, "To be with the emperor is like being with a tiger. How did you end up falling for His Majesty?" Then she glared at Zhu Jingchen, "You don't even know how to persuade him."
Zhu Jingchen said calmly, "If he had even slightly gloomy expression when he returned today, I would have risked my life to make His Majesty revoke his order."
Meng Xiaohe sighed heavily upon hearing this. She knew her own child well. Once he made up his mind, no one could influence him. "I hope Your Majesty can live up to his friendship."
Zhu Jingchen said, "Children and grandchildren will have their own blessings, so don't worry so much."
Speaking of this, Meng Xiaohe became worried again, "Where are the grandchildren?" Then she cast her gaze on Zhu Lingye and Zhu Lingwang, making their backs tingle. Zhu Lingye quickly said, "I... I'm going to work."
Zhu Lingwang also quickly said: "I...I'm going too."
Zhu Jingchen extended his hand towards him. Zhu Lingwang did not understand what he meant. Zhu Jingchen said, "Give it to me. Are you really going to tell anyone about our secret?"
Zhu Lingwang looked reluctant, and Meng Xiaohe said, "Second brother, mother has seen a few for you..."
"Here you go." Zhu Lingwang stuffed the thing into Zhu Jingchen's hand, turned around and ran away.
Meng Xiaohe frowned, "Getting married isn't a disaster, so why are you all so opposed to it?"
Zhu Jingchen said, "You haven't met someone you like yet. If you were to meet someone you like, they would come to you without you even telling them. Just like me, I was pure and unselfish before I met you, but after meeting you, isn't it true that the iron tree blooms every day?"
Meng Xiaohe was still worried, "But these guys are already grown up. When you were their age, you already had kids."
Zhu Jingchen said: "If you compare it that way, then Ah Shen hasn't even gotten married yet."
Meng Xiaohe stared at Zhu Jingchen in silence. Zhu Jingchen waved his hand and said, "Alright, alright, I won't say anything more. Don't be angry. Go find your good sister and go shopping to relax. I'm going to work."
On the other side, Zhu Song had packed his luggage and was ready to enter the palace.
"Mom, I'm leaving."
Meng Xiaohe frowned at him, "Ordinary people have to go through the formalities of getting married, but you just went there with your luggage on your back. How can they expect you to be cherished?"
Zhu Song explained: "It's not that serious. I just stay overnight occasionally and usually come back."
"Oh, all right then."
Seeing that Meng Xiaohe was reluctant, Zhu Song put down his luggage and pulled her to sit down. "Mom, Ah Xuan is really good. You will definitely like him."
Meng Xiaohe sighed, "If I had known you two were together, I wouldn't have avoided him when he came to the house. I would have at least kept an eye on you."
"Mom, I'm going to tell you a secret, but you can't tell anyone."
"You are still worried about your mother. Tell me, what trouble have you done?" Meng Xiaohe felt that nothing would matter since he was going to be the male queen.
"Ah Xuan is pregnant with my child."
As soon as the words fell, Meng Xiaohe's eyes rolled back and she almost fainted. Zhu Song quickly grabbed her and said, "Mom, Mom."
Meng Xiaohe pinched her philtrum and sat up. "Are you crazy or am I? He's a man, how can he have a child?"
Zhu Song said, "Isn't Li Qiutong known as the Ghost Valley Divine Doctor?"
"The so-called Ghost Valley Divine Doctor is not a real miracle doctor."
Zhu Song didn't know how to explain this, so he could only say, "But this is the fact. Ah Xuan was in poor health before, and Li Qiutong gave him a lot of medicine, which changed his constitution, and she became pregnant."
Meng Xiaohe was extremely shocked and incredulous. "Could it be that they teamed up to coax you?"
Zhu Song said, "He's already the emperor, there's no way he could deceive me with something like this. Besides, the child will be born anyway, how could he deceive me?"
"I can't do it anymore. Please give me some time." Meng Xiaohe covered her forehead for a long time before accepting the fact. "Then how is His Majesty doing now? Is he in pain?"
Zhu Song thought about Wen Fengxuan's condition and replied hesitantly, "It shouldn't be that uncomfortable. I think he's adapting quite well."
Meng Xiaohe asked again: "How old is the child?"
"Not much, only a month."
Meng Xiaohe's attitude changed immediately. "It's not time to feel bad yet. Go and accompany His Majesty immediately. If you have nothing else to do, don't come back. He'll be so lonely if he stays alone. I'm thinking about what to prepare for him. Oh, oh, oh, I'm confused."
Zhu Song said: "You don't need to prepare."
Meng Xiaohe urged him, "Why aren't you leaving yet? Accompany His Majesty carefully, and make sure you don't bump into anything. And the food you eat must be delicate."
Zhu Song muttered, "It's not that exaggerated."
"Hurry up and go." Meng Xiaohe not only drove him away, but also said to him, "You don't act like a father at all. Pregnancy is so hard for others."
"Yes, yes, I understand." Zhu Song carried his luggage and left. But after taking a few steps, he remembered something and turned back.
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