Chapter 472: Painting the Champion’s Uniform

Few people know about the tragedy that happened eleven years ago.

The prince has always felt guilty and has never mentioned it to anyone, not even the princess. In fact, if Luo Jing hadn't caused this incident today, Zong Zhao wouldn't have told him.

Say what?

After blaming others for so many years, who knew how crazy he would become when he found out it was his sister's fault?

But at this moment, Zong Zhao couldn't care less.

Luo Jingfeng was stunned for a moment, and retorted: "You are talking nonsense! Even if he held the prince's hand, it would be suicide. Why should he feel guilty? Isn't this a guilty conscience!"

Zong Zhao said coldly, "So I say you should be thankful that it was His Highness that night. Your sister, Luo Shu, took advantage of His Highness's kindness and caused him psychological damage for eleven years in order to save your nephew's life. Instead of blaming others, you might as well blame the person who asked Huaishui to inform His Highness. That's your real enemy."

"The...Emperor?" Luo Feng's eyes gradually widened in shock.

He remembered that when he slayed the dragon last night, he deliberately left the life of the late emperor to Zong Zhao in order to avoid any grudge with Cheng'er. He thought that Zong Zhao hated the late emperor so much because of the poisoning of Chu Heng.

It turns out it isn’t!

The death of my third sister was also caused by the late emperor!

He wanted Chu Heng to kill Cheng'er, and the third sister committed suicide to save Cheng'er.

It turns out that the third sister really committed suicide...

Luo Jingfeng had been chasing Chu Heng for so long, and the truth suddenly appeared before his eyes. He was filled with grief and anger, all of which turned into hatred for the late emperor: "I will kill him! I will chop him into pieces! I will grind his bones and turn him into ashes!!"

Luo Jingfeng turned around and left, not caring about the trouble he had with Chu Heng.

Zong Zhao looked at his back, frowned and whispered, "Mad man."

For a person like Luo Jingfeng, no matter what the result is, he will never blame Luo Shu, so he can only direct the blame to the late emperor, so that Luo Jingfeng will not continue to entangle Chu Heng.

He is so crazy that he goes crazy when he mentions Luo Shu.

If he had known the truth before today, he would never have been able to endure it until now.

After Luo Jingfeng left, Chu Heng coughed a few times, shook his head at Zong Zhao and said, "You shouldn't say these things in front of the children."

Zong Zhao turned his head and saw tears welling up in Jin Cheng's eyes.

"I'm sorry, I couldn't help it."

Chu Heng waved to the child and said gently, "Jincheng, come here."

The little devil walked over, feeling so guilty that he almost cried: "Your Highness, I didn't know there was such a thing. No wonder you can't hold the sword anymore. It turns out it's all because of her, all because of me. I...she...I'm sorry, I apologize for the harm we brought to you. I, I was too young at that time, otherwise I would have committed suicide to atone for my sins and would not have caused any trouble to Your Highness!"

His Highness only told him that Luo Shu committed suicide to protect him, but he didn't know there was another side to it. She took advantage of His Highness' kindness and it was she who made His Highness feel guilty for so many years.

Because of his existence, he has harmed His Highness for many years.

Chu Heng pinched his cheek and said with a smile: "Don't think too much. What's wrong with you as a child? Luo Shu is actually not wrong. She made me feel guilty because of her motherly love. She wanted you to live too much. Think about it, if I didn't feel guilty, her son would die. What would you choose?"

Jin Cheng said without hesitation: "I choose you."

Chu Heng choked for a moment and sighed helplessly: "Jincheng...you are really...forget it, you will understand when you become a father."

Jin Cheng pouted, his face full of resentment: "Even if I were a father, I would still choose Your Highness. I just want Your Highness to be well forever."

Chu Heng couldn't make sense with him, but he was always happy when he heard what the child said. He smiled faintly and replied, "I'll be fine."

"Be well forever."

"Well, plus forever."

"Hang yourself by pulling the hook." The little devil stretched out his finger to him.

Chu Heng laughed. He didn't expect that this guy would make a pinky promise with him even though he was already an emperor. "Okay, pinky promise."

Jin Cheng burst into laughter and promised, "Your Highness, just stay in the East Palace to recuperate. When you are well, move to the new palace. I will choose the largest garden with the best scenery for you first!"

"Then I will rely on you to take care of me from now on."

"Okay! Leave it to me!"

Inside the East Palace, two brothers, one big and one small, lived together in warmth and warmth, illuminating this gloomy palace.

After leaving the East Palace, Zong Zhao took the mother and son to the emperor's bedroom. The room had been replaced with new bedding, and the whole room looked brand new.

Jin Cheng saw the new red clothes on the table at a glance. His eyes lit up and he ran over with Xu Wan in his arms, shouting excitedly, "Mom, look! It's the number one scholar's dress! It's the number one scholar's dress that Dad made for me!"

Xu Wan smiled and said, "Then let your father take you to change. I'll wait for you outside."

"good!"

Zong Zhao took him inside to change clothes.

Not long after, the young top scholar came out. Xu Wan turned around and her eyes lit up.

Unlike Qin Ye's aloofness, the little devil was dressed more lively, wearing a small red robe and a top scholar's hat. He turned around twice in front of her, smiled widely, and asked, "Mom, do you think I look good in the top scholar's hat?"

The boy's eyes sparkled like stars in the vast sky. Xu Wan was distracted for a moment and quickly replied, "It looks good! It fits me perfectly!"

If I could join the parade of top scholars, I would definitely become the most handsome guy in the whole capital.

But she didn't say this because she was already very regretful.

Zong Zhao suggested, "Let me draw it for you."

"Okay, okay! This is good!" The little devil was very happy, and quickly pulled Xu Wan to sit down, and he stood next to her, "Dad, I want a portrait of both of us, draw mom too!"

Zong Zhao smiled and replied, "Okay."

The two of them began to talk, one standing and the other sitting, recounting the entire day's palace examination process, but it was basically the little devil who was talking and Xu Wan who was listening.

"Mom, there are only a few officials attending the palace examination today. If all the officials come to the court in the future, will they quarrel with me every day?"

Xu Wan smiled and said, "First of all, you have to understand that officials don't quarrel just for the sake of quarreling, but to help you analyze the problem and make suggestions from various angles. When you make a decision, just make your own views and decisions clear. As for the situation you are worried about, I think with your father and uncle here, no one should dare to go against you."

"Oh... that seems to make sense." The little devil thought about his uncle's appearance before he left, and couldn't help asking, "Mom, do you think he should be okay?"

Xu Wan thought for a moment and said, "Judging from the words the Protector of the Country left before he left, the one who is in trouble should be the late emperor."

Jin Cheng caught the call and asked weakly, "The late emperor... is he dead?"

The late emperor was indeed dead. Before Xu Wan could think of a reply, she heard Zong Zhao, who was painting, reply without even raising his head: "He's dead. I killed him."

Xu Wan: “…”

After all, you are Chengcheng's biological father, could you be more tactful when speaking?