When King Zhao saw the letter, he knew that his younger brother missed him, so he ordered the young King of Qin to be taken out of the city. Risking the danger of disobeying the imperial order, he met his brother in the suburbs of Beijing.
It was three o'clock in the morning when the two met, and King Zhao answered with a smile.
The lotus flowers in Jiangbei bloom best in March.
From then on, whenever the King of Qin missed his brother, he would add a sentence "lotus flowers in April" in his letter home. If the reply he received was that the lotus flowers were not blooming, he could not come. If the lotus flowers bloomed in March, the King of Qin would find a way to leave the city to see his brother.
Until the death of King Zhao, all those around King Qin and those related to King Zhao were executed openly or secretly.
Over the years, no one knew about the jokes between the two brothers about the April lotus flowers.
“You…you are…”
"Your Highness, you want to ask me how I know this?" Lin Chunhuan smiled, his eyebrows curved. "Everyone has their own secrets, and I do too. Please forgive me, Your Highness."
"However, I bear no ill will towards Your Highness."
As he spoke, Lin Chunhuan raised the wine glass in his hand again and drank it all in one gulp. "This is the fruit wine that my aunt brewed herself before she died. It's buried under the tree. Your Highness, would you like to try it?"
The King of Qin's eyes moved slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he sat down in an empty seat beside him and poured himself a full cup.
“Good wine!”
It was just a glass of wine, but the King of Qin's eyes were already red. "Your mother is quite an interesting person, as she can brew such a wine."
"My aunt?" Lin Chunhuan smiled faintly, a hint of drunkenness making her face flushed lightly. "Probably, but she passed away many years ago. I don't remember much about her."
Only after they had finished the entire jar of wine did the King of Qin let out a long breath, carrying with it the strong aroma of alcohol and a hint of fresh fruit. "Now that the wine is finished, can you tell me why the Fourth Miss has summoned me in this way?"
"It's not a big deal. I just want to ask what the relationship is between His Royal Highness Prince Zhao and the late Qin Zhaoxun. And whose child is the Crown Prince?"
Lin Chunhuan asked this question lightly, as if it were a drunken remark.
But the drunkenness of King Qin dissipated three or four points in an instant!
The pair of eyes, stained with a light red, once again revealed a murderous intent, "I don't understand what the fourth lady said."
"Don't you understand?" Lin Chunhuan raised an eyebrow nonchalantly, resting his palms on the stone table and gently supporting his chin. "Then I'll explain it more clearly."
The King of Qin's expression was already very ugly, but Lin Chunhuan seemed not to notice at all and spoke slowly, "Although I don't know the true cause of King Zhao's death, and even from the looks of it, it has nothing to do with the current emperor at all."
"But not all people in the world are fools. Who in this world can't tolerate the King of Zhao? Even though he has been driven far away to the barren north of the Yangtze River, they still refuse to let him go and must put him to death."
"There's only one person in this world who has this motivation and ability, right?"
The King of Qin clenched the wine glass in his hand, and the voice in his throat escaped from between his clenched teeth, "What on earth do you want to say!"
"The Crown Prince is the Emperor's son. Your Highness the Prince of Qin should hate him!"
Lin Chunhuan stood up suddenly, his bright eyes gleaming with a dazzling light. "But you didn't. On the contrary, although His Highness and the Crown Prince openly disagree and never interact, he secretly cares deeply for this nephew who is only a few years younger than him."
"What a joke!" The King of Qin snorted coldly. "Why should I care about that person? Fourth Miss, don't speak without evidence. Be careful of your words."
The lotus steps moved lightly, bringing with them a gust of fragrant breeze.
The King of Qin didn't know whether it was because what the two were talking about was too bizarre or because of something else, but he just felt his heart beating as heavy as thunder.
Even my breathing became a little difficult.
"Of course there's no evidence, but...back then, the Crown Prince and Qin Zhaoxun were murdered by Concubine Li. If it weren't for His Royal Highness the Prince of Qin secretly sending a letter to the Imperial Guards, I'm afraid the Crown Prince wouldn't have been found so quickly, right?"
The King of Qin did not say a word, but subconsciously raised the wine glass in his hand and brought it to his lips before he remembered that the wine was all gone.
"The Crown Prince is his child... If the Crown Prince is his child, why would Your Highness be so kind to the child of your enemy? Your Highness, please don't tell me that you simply like children."
Even though it was such a serious matter, Lin Chunhuan's casual tone still made King Qin curl his lips, "Besides you, who else knows about this?"
"There's no one else. This is a serious matter, so I dare not say anything careless. So if Your Highness wants to kill someone to silence them, you can start now."
Lin Chunhuan sat down again, straightened his back, and didn't look like he was joking at all.
In fact, she was not joking. The prince was actually the child of Prince Zhao... When Lin Chunhuan first thought of this possibility, cold sweat broke out on her entire back.
But only with this possibility can many seemingly impossible things be explained one by one.
For example, even if His Majesty was angry with Concubine Li and wanted to favor someone else to punish her, the person he chose did not have to be a lowly foot-washing maid.
Doing so was indeed a warning to Concubine Li, but it was also like trampling on Concubine Li's face again and again. A king of a country would not do things based solely on his momentary likes and dislikes. It would be so inappropriate.
There is only one explanation for this: Qin Zhaoxun did it on purpose.
In the palace, although only concubines are qualified to serve the emperor, to put it bluntly, in the harem, even a female mosquito belongs to the emperor alone.
Of course, Qin Zhaoxun is also included.
But at that time, Qin Zhaoxun was not a young maid who had just entered the palace. If she wanted to climb onto the dragon bed, she should have done it long ago, instead of choosing a method that would definitely anger Concubine Li.
If we have to find a reason for Qin Zhaoxun's behavior, it must be that she had her reasons for doing so, and time was tight, leaving her no time to find a better opportunity.
Lin Chunhuan thought about it and there was only one possibility... Qin Zhaoxun was actually pregnant at that time, and the woman in the palace wanted to give birth to the child in her belly.
There is only one way to go except to ask the master for mercy.
Turn the baby in your belly... into the emperor's baby!
Plus the King of Qin's strange attitude towards the Crown Prince...
"You guessed correctly, the prince, you are indeed my brother's son and his only remaining bloodline." The King of Qin raised his head, his eyes hazy. "Is there any more wine?"
"have!"
Lin Chunhuan quickly dug out another jar from under the tree and filled it for the King of Qin without saying a word. "Your Highness, don't worry. My questions today will not harm the Crown Prince in the slightest. I am only asking this to cure his illness. You know, I am a doctor."
"The night is long. Your Highness can speak slowly."
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