Chapter 767: I will help you walk the road to exile. It’s not difficult!
Ran Mingxian opened his mouth and suddenly remembered the day when Ran Huan held two pieces of brocade and acted coquettishly in front of him.
What did Cui say at that time? ——"Anyway, the girl's matter is a done deal. She won't survive the winter anyway..."
"I...I..." His Adam's apple rolled, but he couldn't utter a word.
"What does father want to say?" Her voice was colder than the stones on the roadside.
Ran Mingxian rushed forward and reached out to grab Ran Qingxuan's clothes, but was stopped by Zhuo Yong.
"Xuan'er, your father is confused...but we are blood relatives after all!"
"Blood relatives?" Ran Qingxuan suddenly chuckled, and this laughter made Ran Mingxian feel cold all over.
"When I was ten years old, I caught a cold and had a high fever for three days. Did your father ever come to see me?"
Ran Mingxian's Adam's apple rolled: "At that time... at that time my father was busy with official duties..."
"Why did father call the imperial physician overnight just because Ran Huan sneezed?"
Ran Qingxuan took out the purse embroidered by her original mother and gestured to him: "This was embroidered by my mother when she was alive. Father, do you still remember what was embroidered on it?"
The eye-catching pattern on the purse made Ran Mingxian's pupils shrink. Of course he remembered that it was embroidered by Shen when she was pregnant with Ran Qingxuan. At that time, he laughed at her poor stitching...
"Father only has eyes for Ran Huan." Ran Qingxuan took back the handkerchief and gently stroked his lower abdomen with his fingertips.
"Just like back then, I only had eyes for Cui."
Ran Qingxuan knew everything. Ran Mingxian was stunned and tried to explain: "No, your father is to your mother..."
Ran Qingxuan suddenly interrupted him, with a cold light in his eyes: "My mother is the only daughter of the Taifu. If she was not Shen Huai's daughter, would my father still marry her?"
The air around him suddenly fell into deathly silence, and a drop of cold sweat slid down Ran Mingxian's temples.
"I..." His lips trembled, but he couldn't utter a complete sentence.
Gu Yanchen suddenly stepped forward, his black official boots stepped in front of Ran Mingxian: "Father-in-law, do you know how many coolies the Northwest Mine is short of? His Majesty originally wanted to exile the nine clans of the Ran family..."
He spoke as gently as if he was discussing the weather.
These words were like a basin of cold water poured on Ran Mingxian's head. He stared blankly at Ran Huan who was roaring and screaming in the prison van, then looked at Cui with blood all over her mouth, and suddenly he hunched over as if he had lost his temper.
"Don't worry! I will help you walk the road to exile. It's not difficult!" Ran Qingxuan turned around, and the hem of her skirt brushed across the back of Ran Mingxian's hand, like an invisible slap in the face.
The guard roughly pulled Ran Mingxian up, and when he was stuffed into the prison car, he suddenly grabbed the wooden railing: "Xuan'er! I know I was wrong! Please save me..."
His voice stopped abruptly. He saw that under Ran Qingxuan's wide sleeves, his abdomen was bulging, and Gu Yanchen was carefully supporting him.
This action was like a bolt of lightning striking the top of his head, and Ran Mingxian finally realized that he was not worthy of begging for mercy.
"Let's go!"
Whips exploded and two prisoner vans moved slowly.
Ran Huan was shaking the fence frantically in the car, Cui was sobbing with blood foam in her mouth, and Ran Mingxian was slumped on the straw, staring blankly at the capital city that was getting farther and farther away.
Ran Qingxuan stood at the top of the stairs, and Gu Yanchen gathered her cloak for her.
"go back?"
"Well, there is something very important this morning!" She took a last look at the prison van disappearing in the dust, turned around and stepped into the large black lacquered and gold-painted carriage.
The luxurious carriage and the shabby and crude prison car form a sharp contrast. Living towards death and digging one's own grave are vividly reflected at this moment!
In the distance, the prison van rumbled across the bluestone road, crushing the fallen flowers on the ground. Ran Huan tore at Qi Jing, letting out a scream that was not like a human voice.
"I am the imperial concubine! I am the imperial concubine..."
The next morning...
"Your Majesty has arrived..."
The eunuch's shrill voice of "hello" echoed in the Golden Palace, and all the civil and military officials knelt down in unison.
However, after Qi Mingjing arrived, he just stood beside the dragon throne, stroking the gilded armrests with his slender fingers, and looking outside the hall frequently.
The Minister of Revenue secretly raised his eyes and found that the new emperor was particularly different today.
The twelve-chapter pattern embroidered in gold thread on the black dragon robe sparkled in the morning light. The eyebrows and eyes under the jade crown were still handsome, but less sharp than before, and instead revealed a rare hint of tension.
"What is your Majesty waiting for?" The ministers exchanged glances.
"We have to wait for whatever we want, so let's just wait!"
The copper clock in the corner of the hall was ticking, and a full quarter of an hour had passed.
Suddenly, there was a sound of hurried footsteps outside the palace, and the new chief eunuch rushed in, his hat tilted with excitement: "Here...here, Your Majesty, Lord Gu and the others are here!"
Qi Mingjing straightened his back suddenly, and his hands hidden in his sleeves trembled slightly.
At the palace gate, Gu Yanchen and Ran Qingxuan stepped in first, and then five figures appeared in the morning light.
Qi Dong and his wife were the first to step into the hall, followed by Qi Hengsheng and his wife, who supported each other. The last person to come in was a young scholar-like man, who was Qi Minghe.
"Who... who is this?" A group of ministers looked up and saw that although the Qi family members tried their best to remain calm, their trembling hands and feet still revealed their nervousness at the moment.
"Dad! Mom!"
A choked call suddenly rang out in the hall, and all the ministers looked up in surprise.
Their new emperor, who was so majestic yesterday, was holding up the hem of his dragon robe and rushing down the steps in two steps. His black robes fluttered in the wind, and there was no trace of his imperial majesty left.
Qi Dong burst into tears and subconsciously reached out to help: "My Jing'er..."
"How dare you call His Majesty by his name..." The Minister of Rites was just about to scold him softly, but Qi Mingjing gave him a glare that nailed him in place.
"Dad, you and Mom, get up quickly." Qi Mingjing helped his parents up personally, then turned around and helped the second wife and her husband.
"Uncle and aunt, you must have had a hard time on this journey, right?"
Qi Minghe stared blankly at the strange yet familiar elder brother in front of him. He opened his mouth but only uttered two words: "Your Majesty..."
"Why call me Your Majesty?" Qi Mingjing put his arm around his shoulders, his eyes slightly red.
"Ming He, we are brothers!"
The entire court was silent at this moment. Chen Huai and Lord Zhao had already known about Qi Mingjing's past through Ran Qingxuan, and they just turned a blind eye to Qi Mingjing's current behavior.
Because they knew that the new emperor would take care of everything.
"Jing...Your Majesty..." Qi Dong took out a cloth bag from his arms tremblingly, and after unfolding it, he was too embarrassed to hand it to the front.
"This... this is your favorite sesame candy at home. Your mother made it overnight..."
The moment the oil paper package was opened, a sweet aroma filled the hall.
Qi Mingjing suddenly grabbed a piece and stuffed it into his mouth like a child. The minister next to him wanted to say something but stopped himself and had to turn his head away and pretend not to see it.
"My mother's cooking is still the sweetest." He held the candy in his mouth, his voice unclear.
"It's much better than the one in the imperial kitchen."
Qi Hengsheng's wife, Mrs. Lu, suddenly burst out laughing, then quickly covered her mouth when she realized where this was.
However, this smile seemed to break some kind of taboo. Qi Mingjing also laughed, but tears fell as he laughed.
The court officials looked at each other, and no one dared to say a word.
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