Chapter 275 That's Not What I Meant
Zhao Huailang was lying on the couch facing inwards. Lu Yao was standing in front of the couch, whispering the decree issued at the morning court today.
When Zhao Huailang heard that Zhao Yuanye was made the Crown Prince and that he had been stripped of his title and demoted to a commoner, he felt no wavering in his heart.
However, when Lu Yao mentioned that Cui Daoyuan was sentenced to be executed in the autumn and all members of the Cui family were exiled, Zhao Huailang trembled all over, moved his lips, but in the end he only uttered a bitter smile.
The winner takes it all.
If you say you are unwilling, then yes.
But as my grandfather always said, "Live ambitiously and fight for your life."
When he entered the palace with the letter yesterday, he was already prepared to have his head and body separated.
After all, if even he can't save the situation this time, it is only a matter of time before his grandfather pleads guilty and the Cui family suffers.
Unexpectedly, in the end, he was the only one left alive.
Mother...
Zhao Huailang frowned, but after a moment, his brows slowly relaxed and he actually smiled with relief.
His mother once told him that she had experienced all the prosperity and power in the world.
If you succeed, you will have a panoramic view of the world's splendor. If you fail...
Even if she leaves, she will leave in a dignified manner.
yes......
Since you have tried your best, even if you fail, you should face all the consequences calmly.
If you keep on arguing about it, crying and begging for mercy, you will just make yourself a laughing stock and lose your composure.
He is the descendant of the Zhao family and the son of the Cui family. His kneecap cannot be bent.
When his thoughts reached this point, Zhao Huailang had made up his mind and slowly turned around.
"Lu Yao."
His voice was hoarse, but calm and composed.
"Your Majesty."
Lu Yao hurriedly leaned over to listen.
Zhao Huailang shook his head, "Don't call me Prince anymore, help me up and go to the desk over there."
Lu Yao moved his lips, a trace of sadness appeared between his brows, but he still obediently used force with his hands to help Zhao Huailang over.
However, after walking just a dozen steps, Zhao Huailang sat down and felt a tight pain in his chest due to panting.
He laughed at himself, asked Lu Yao to get the cold tea beside him, and ground the ink to start writing.
Seeing that the prince, who was always so majestic, had turned so pale, Lu Yao felt a sour taste in his throat and whispered:
"Your Majesty."
Zhao Huailang stopped what he was doing, turned his head to look at Lu Yao, and said in a hoarse voice: "Lu Yao, you can go by yourself after leaving the palace."
"Saving your life back then was just a piece of cake, but you are a man of the underworld and you value friendship and loyalty, so you must repay the favor."
"I saw that you are a skilled martial artist and you can be of use to me, so I kept you here."
"I've used you for the past few years, and as a result you've been put in danger several times. Whatever favor you may have received, I've already repaid you."
"Go ahead, and continue to live your life of taking revenge. The world is big, and you will be free and at ease in the end."
After saying so many words in one breath, Zhao Huailang felt an unbearable pain in his chest.
But he didn't want to worry Lu Yao anymore, so he quickly lowered his head to hide his expression and picked up the pen to write again.
Lu Yao stepped forward upon hearing this, his face full of anxiety, "What about you, Your Majesty? What do you have——"
Squeak——
At this moment, the palace door was pushed open from the outside.
Zhao Huailang didn't even look up, knowing that they were here to drive him out of the palace.
Unexpectedly, at this moment, Lu Yao's shocked voice rang out beside him: "Princess...Princess?"
Zhao Huailang suddenly turned his head and saw Zhen Hanyi walking towards him and standing in front of the desk.
She looked very bad.
The usually charming face seemed to have been soaked by severe frost, revealing an unconcealable haggardness and paleness.
Zhao Huailang opened his mouth, but he was so embarrassed that he was speechless for a moment.
Zhen Hanyi's tearful eyes moved across Zhao Huailang's face, her long eyelashes trembled slightly, and then she lowered her eyes.
His eyes fell on the desk, and he saw the three words "Divorce Letter" from the tip of Zhao Huailang's pen.
Zhen Hanyi swayed slightly, and she barely managed to stand by supporting herself on the desk with both hands. She stammered for a moment before she uttered a trembling voice:
"Your Majesty, I come from the East Palace."
Zhao Huailang came back to his senses after hearing this, lowered his brows and continued to pick up his pen. Just as he was about to speak, Zhen Hanyi spoke first.
"The Crown Princess told me that the prince confessed everything and only pleaded for me and Mu'er."
Zhao Huailang frowned and said in a cold voice: "You are a woman, you are ignorant. I am not begging for mercy, I am just telling the truth. Mu'er is young, let alone."
In the past, Zhen Hanyi would be frightened by Zhao Huailang’s cold face.
But since that day at the Jokhang Temple, perhaps because they had talked it out, she no longer felt afraid of Zhao Huailang.
"Your Highness is such an intelligent person, do you think that the Crown Princess and the others are unaware of the fact that I appeared in the Jokhang Temple and met you and Gu Xizhi?"
"I concealed the truth and did not report it. If the Crown Princess wants to investigate, I will be punished."
When Zhao Huailang heard this, he raised his head, his face full of impatience.
"Ye... The Crown Prince knows your character and has already said that he will not pursue your guilt. Why are you rushing to confess?"
"After I return home, I will give you a divorce letter, and we will have nothing to do with each other from now on."
"I have accompanied you back to the Zhen family. Your parents' love for you is genuine. I believe that even if you divorce and return home this time, they will still protect you."
"Mu'er...Mu'er has always been closer to you. I think you can't bear to leave him, so let him go back to the Zhen family with you."
"After all, he has a special status, so he will be under scrutiny in the future. You don't have to worry. Just teach him to be polite and obedient. The Crown Prince and the others won't make it difficult for him."
It was obvious that Zhao Huailang had thought about these words over and over in his mind, so when he said them this time, he had almost arranged the escape route for Zhen Hanyi and Zhao Yuanmu.
Zhen Hanyi listened to these words that sounded like instructions for her final wishes. Even though she tried her best to hold it back, she couldn't help but shed tears.
"What about the prince?"
"Strangled to death with a piece of white silk in a deserted place, even if the body was left exposed in the wilderness, and Mu'er lost his father at a young age, just to preserve this pride?"
Zhao Huailang's eyelids trembled when he heard this.
Zhen Hanyi smiled miserably, "My Lord, from beginning to end, you never asked me what I thought."
"You are always like this, talking to yourself and being self-righteous!"
Zhen Hanyi suddenly reached out, snatched the paper on the table, and tore it into pieces.
Tears rolled down her cheeks one by one. Zhen Hanyi paused for a moment, looked at Zhao Huailang with tears in her eyes, and said in a trembling voice:
"Or is it that in the prince's heart, I, Zhen Hanyi, am not worthy enough. I use my beauty to please others, and my eyes are full of power. When disaster strikes, everyone flees!"
Zhao Huailang closed his eyes, not wanting to see Zhen Hanyi's tears again, but her low sobs still reached his ears.
His throat rolled for a long time before he spoke in a hoarse voice, with helplessness and reluctance, "You know very well that this is not what I meant."
When Zhen Hanyi heard this, her eyes fixed on Zhao Huailang's face, but her tears flowed even more violently.
She has already fallen deeply in love with the man in front of her and has admired him for many years.
If he was so resolute and ruthless this time, even for Mu'er, she would simply give up the thought, part ways with him, and end all ties.
However, he had lost all hope and ambition, yet he still could not forget her and Mu'er. Every word he said was an excuse and plot for them.
She had said it long ago that if the prince did not stop, even the Bodhisattva would not protect them.
Now he has tasted the bitter fruit and received the punishment he deserved. There is no turning back.
However, no matter how much others resented and cursed the prince, he was her husband, Mu'er's father, and the man she poured all her love into.
How could she, how could she bear to let him end his life like this...
"Your Majesty, I have gone to see my mother."
Zhao Huailang raised his eyes suddenly when he heard this.
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