"Before Aunt Qing died, she told me that the prince was not the late emperor's blood."
Zhao Yunzhu didn't dare to look up. Feeling Prince An's body stiffen, she reached out and hugged him tightly.
She understood that Prince An would find it difficult to accept this result for a while.
But this is something we have to face sooner or later.
"So, Your Highness, I guess you are of the Tian family's bloodline. And my father probably knew about this, which is why he sent you out of the palace after you were born."
"However, as to why the prince ended up living on the streets, I don't know."
After he finished speaking, Zhao Yunzhu slowly raised his head.
I saw Qin Zongzhi staring blankly at the top of the bed curtain.
There was no emotion visible in his deep pupils.
She just stayed with him quietly.
After an unknown amount of time, Zhao Yunzhu's eyelids became heavy.
Sleepiness washed over her like a tide, gradually blurring her consciousness. She didn't know how long she had lasted before she fell into a deep sleep.
Midnight was past. Zhao Yunzhu turned over and realized that there was no one around him.
She suddenly woke up completely, propped herself up, looked around the room, and then saw Qin Zongzhi standing by the window.
He put his hands behind his back and opened one of the two windows.
Zhao Yunzhu stood up, took a cloak from the side and put it on, sat up, lifted the brocade quilt on her body, and waited for her to put on her shoes.
Prince An hasn't noticed yet.
She walked towards Prince An with very light steps.
"Your Majesty?"
Prince An finally came to his senses and turned to look at her, with a hint of regret in his eyes.
Then he reached out to close the window, turned around, and tightened her cloak for her.
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