Chapter 411: Never Go Back to the Past
The King of Qi stared at the Queen's lips moving in and out, and he heard every word she said.
Perhaps it was because of the high fever that made his head dizzy, or perhaps it was because he was extremely frightened today, his brain stopped working, and for a moment he could not understand the meaning of the queen's words.
His biological mother was the queen, so how could she suddenly become a palace maid?
That's ridiculous.
"Mother, please stop talking nonsense. From now on, I will obey you. I will do whatever you say and will never act on my own again."
The King of Qi's face turned pale, as if the injuries and pain in his body were unbearable. He closed his eyes and said, "My head is dizzy and hurts a lot. I want to sleep a little longer."
It seemed as if if he woke up from another sleep, everything would return to normal.
What he just heard was just a dream talk.
The queen looked at the Prince of Qi quietly. She saw that there were several deep wrinkles between his brows, the veins on his forehead were bulging, and his hands hanging at his sides were clenched into fists. He was trying his best to control his emotions.
The wound on his shoulder burst open, and the blood instantly dyed the fine cotton cloth red, but he seemed to feel no pain.
The Queen couldn't bear it, but the words had already been spoken, so she had to make it clear: "Chong'er..."
"Since I was little, I wasn't as intelligent as the virtuous king. I was a slow learner, and others compared me to him, saying I was inferior in every way. I didn't want to study in Wenhua Palace, and I got angry at the palace maids. It was you who stayed by my side, teaching me to recite the Three Character Classic over and over again."
"You told me that everyone has their own strengths. I may have learned a little slower than others, but I am the best in horseback riding and archery among my peers."
"I made a mistake and was punished by my father. Although you will not come forward to plead for me, you will bring ointment and apply it to me personally when the palace servants send me back to my residence."
"You said that pampering a child is like killing him. You can plead for me, but I have a stubborn temper. It's very likely that because of your protection, I won't reflect on my mistakes and will make the same mistakes again next time. You can't always protect me. Even if you do, my lack of progress will annoy my father."
"Your health is not good, and you spend most of the year bedridden. Even so, you make me a set of clothes every year. My brothers and sisters envy me because their mother never makes clothes for them."
The King of Qi recounted every single thing his mother had done for him, just like an ordinary mother who loves her child.
I indulge him on weekdays, encourage him when he encounters setbacks, praise him when he completes his homework, and teach him sternly when he makes mistakes.
When he was seven years old, he moved out of Changle Palace and lived in Dongwu House. His mother was no longer by his side. After he left his mother who had carefully nurtured him, he gradually changed and was no longer the person she expected him to be.
The King of Qi dug up old stories, trying to prove that he was the Queen's biological son. But the more he spoke, the more he compared his current mediocre and incompetent appearance to his own, and an idea came to his mind.
He is probably not the Queen's biological son.
Whether in character, bearing, or intelligence, nothing is like the Queen's.
This thought grew stronger and stronger, and a sense of panic arose in the King of Qi's heart. Everything he had now was just a castle in the air, ready to collapse at any moment.
"I remember everything you've done for me." The King of Qi struggled internally, his voice trembling as he said, "You wanted me to stay away from the capital, live a good life, and not fight for that position..." At this point, he pleaded, "I'll do as you say."
I just ask you to stop talking.
The queen was slightly startled. She had thought he had long forgotten something, but she hadn't expected him to remember every word she had said. Her heart was moved, and her eyes were filled with moisture.
She knew that the King of Qi was unwilling to face reality and was avoiding the topic of his life.
This secret should have been kept to herself, but now she was forced by the situation to tell him the truth.
The Prince of Qi had a very strong sense of self-esteem since he was a child. He always thought that he was the Queen's legitimate son. He was extremely obsessed with the throne and believed that no one was qualified to compete with him.
Now he is told that he is not of royal blood but the son of an ordinary palace maid. How can he accept it?
"Today is a personal conversation between us, mother and son. What we have been like before, will remain like this forever." The Queen wiped the sweat from his forehead with a handkerchief. "I am relieved that you are still willing to listen to me."
The King of Qi clenched his teeth and kept a tight expression on his face to prevent his emotions from getting out of control.
His life has been completely turned upside down, how can it be the same as before?
The queen mother he had called for nearly twenty years was not his queen mother.
He was just a bastard born of a lowly palace maid.
It's ridiculous.
All the things he couldn't understand, he figured them all out at this moment.
Why did my grandfather suddenly change his mind and no longer join the ministers in requesting Guangning be crowned crown prince when he got married? It turned out that because his bloodline was impure and he had encountered a powerful opponent, he was afraid that his identity would be discovered and bring disaster to the Shou'an Marquisate.
The King of Qi suddenly opened his eyes and wanted to say everything he wanted to say, but when he saw the pale and weak appearance of the Queen, all the words were stuck in his throat.
"I'm telling you these words today so you understand my thoughts." The Queen knew the news was too much for the Prince of Qi to digest, so she sighed softly, "Rest well. I'll come back to see you tomorrow."
The King of Qi remained silent.
The queen stood quietly beside the bed for a moment before slowly leaving the room and meeting Marquis Shou'an.
Shou'an Hou bowed and said, "Your Majesty, good health."
The Queen accepted the courtesy of the Marquis of Shou'an as a monarch and a subject, and then performed the family ceremony: "Long live the father."
Shou'an Hou's lips moved as if he had a lot to say to the Queen, but when he saw the palace maids around him, he didn't say anything.
The Queen said softly, "Chong'er knows everything."
Shou An Hou was silent for a moment, then nodded: "I will go in to visit His Highness first, and then find another time to visit Her Majesty."
The queen agreed to Shou'an Hou's words and took the palace maids back to Changle Palace first.
Marquis Shou'an respectfully saw the queen off before pushing open the door and entering the hall.
The King of Qi stared at the top of the beam with his eyes wide open. There were red spider silk in his eyes, and flashes of complex emotions that he could not understand.
The King of Qi met with misfortune today. He barely managed to save his life and return to the capital, but was hit on the head again when he learned about his background and that he was not the crown prince. No one could accept this.
Shou'an Hou sat down on the stool beside the bed, waiting for the King of Qi to digest it slowly so that they could have a good talk.
The King of Qi tilted his head and looked at him: "Grandfather, if I leave my fiefdom and wait for the new emperor to ascend the throne, will he let me and the ministers who support me go?"
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