Ji Wuhen looked at Lu Qingtang. His face was similar to Rou'er's, and he looked a little embarrassed with his messy hair.
But this does not affect his love as a father at all, "I know everything, but I didn't expect... I really didn't expect..."
Lu Qingtang rolled his eyes and cleared his throat, "I don't understand what the prince is talking about, but King Chen has something to ask you. If you are not in a hurry, come with me to see King Chen."
After saying that, she turned around and left, slowing down to wait for him.
Ji Wuhen behind him smiled and quickly followed.
Mo Zeshen had already changed the medicine, and asked Yuan Lang and others about their injuries. He felt relieved when he learned that Zeng Ke had treated their injuries.
These people have been following him, and they have not enjoyed much blessing, but they often follow him through life and death. They are all dead brothers long ago.
Under Yu Bai's service, he changed his clothes, and just at this time Lu Qingtang brought Ji Wuhen back.
As soon as Ji Wuhen entered the room, he saw the "Zhennan Prince's Mansion Token" lying casually on the table. He reached out to pick it up and looked at it, with a sneer on his lips.
He threw the sign on the table casually, "It's too rough, what kind of craftsmanship!"
Lu Qingtang poured a cup of tea and handed it over, "Drink some tea, Your Majesty."
Two kings in one house, one father and one husband-in-law, haha, what a fate.
Mo Zeshen stepped forward and made an invitation, "Your Majesty, please sit down."
Facing his father-in-law, he had to be submissive, even if the window paper hadn't been broken yet.
Ji Wuhen was not polite. After all, he was his son-in-law, so he didn't have the need.
So what if the God of War is not still his son-in-law?
He pointed to the two signs and asked Mo Zeshen, "Where are these?"
Mo Zeshen stretched out his hand to take Lu Qingtang's tea, and turned to look at Ji Wuhen, "Of course it's Jiming Mountain. It's not just tokens, but also thousands of sets of armor and weapons. It looks like it's going to do something big."
Mentioning Jiming Mountain, Ji Wuhen's eyes flashed with unnaturalness, and he quickly asked: "Are you sure it's Jiming Mountain?"
Mo Zeshen nodded.
Lu Qingtang said from the side, "Is there anything wrong with Jiming Mountain?"
Ji Wuhen's face seemed troubled. He reached out and picked up the tokens again and looked at them, frowning.
He put down the sign, raised his head and smiled, "Nothing."
The smile gradually disappeared, and something strange appeared on his face.
Lu Qingtang and Mo Ze looked at each other deeply. They both saw something was wrong with Ji Wuhen, but they tacitly understood it and did not say it out loud.
The two sent Ji Wuhen and Ji Wenzhan away, father and son, and returned to the room to get ready for bed.
It's been a tiring day and it's so late, but Mo Zeshen didn't fall asleep.
Ji Wuhen's worried look just now was always in his mind, and now he was even doubting whether Ji Wuhen was really innocent.
He glanced at the sleeping woman in his arms. Her face was tired and she was sleeping soundly. Unconsciously, his heart trembled.
He lowered his head and kissed her forehead, and hugged her tightly.
Originally, he wanted to persuade Lu Qingtang to recognize Ji Wuhen, but now it seems that he has forgotten it.
After all, they had never been together before. Ji Wuhen was wary of any sign of father-daughter affection. They were just weighing the pros and cons.
…
Ji Wuhen was worried all the way and didn't say a word, which surprised even Ji Wenzhan.
But his father didn't speak, so he couldn't take the initiative to ask.
However, when they arrived in front of the palace, Ji Wuhen drove Ji Wenzhan out after the carriage stopped, and the carriage continued to drive east.
Ji Wenzhan was a little confused. Looking at the direction in which the carriage disappeared, he muttered to himself, "Isn't this the direction to the second uncle's house? Why is dad going to the second uncle's house so late at night?"
The carriage quickly arrived at Ji's house, and the servant knocked on the door of Ji's house.
It took a long time before a boy came out to open the door. When he saw Ji Wuhen, his expression immediately changed and he hurriedly ran in. Soon, Ji Wuxuan was wearing clothes and trotting along with him.
After seeing his eldest brother, he immediately saluted him regardless of his injuries from the previous beating.
In the past, Ji Wuhen would have definitely stretched out his hand to stop him, but today his face seemed to be a lot colder, and he did not stretch out his hand to stop him, but walked into the courtyard with a swagger.
Ji Wuxuan's face darkened.
Could it be that he knew about it?
He frowned and followed Ji Wuhen to the study.
Ji Wuhen sat on his seat, reached out and picked up the book on the table, and sneered, "You still read these books? You haven't learned the principles. What's the use of just reading?"
Ji Wuxuan bowed to the side, "When I was a kid, my eldest brother would always tell me the truth when I was studying. Later, when my eldest brother became the heir, he never had time to spare, and there are some truths that you actually don't need to understand."
Ji Wuhen raised his head and looked at him in surprise, but then became sarcastic in an instant.
He put down the book in his hand and continued to look at Ji Wuxuan, "Is that why you are dissatisfied with me, so you are deliberately trying to frame me?"
During those days at Kaishan Temple, he finally had time to talk to Ji Wenzhan.
They talked a lot, including the interesting things about the bandit den in Fangcheng County. It was the first time that he knew his son's thoughts so well.
Later, he heard that he and Lu Qingtang met because of a chicken. He never expected that his son would steal a chicken, nor that the woman he met by chance would be related to them by blood.
However, when he heard Ji Wenzhan talk about the letters exchanged between Li Zhi, the magistrate of Fangcheng County, and the "King of Zhennan", he felt vaguely strange.
Being able to imitate his handwriting, his tone, and even the letters sent from Weinan.
It's all such a coincidence.
At this time, Ji Wuxuan spoke, his tone was a bit cold, "I sometimes can't figure it out, why can't I be the heir apparent because he is the child of both father and mother? And you, you are not willing to be the heir apparent for the sake of a woman, you are so rebellious Father, he didn’t even destroy you, it’s not fair!”
Ji Wuhen looked at the angry Ji Wuxuan and couldn't help but sneer at the corner of his mouth.
He said coldly: "Aren't you the same? For Xu Lingshu to frame your brother, the lives of hundreds of people in the Zhennan Palace are nothing in your eyes!"
A trace of surprise flashed across Ji Wuxuan's eyes, but it passed quickly. He smiled, "Yes, I did it all. The court has confirmed this matter. You, Ji Wuhen, want to rebel. The Hidden Soldier Cave in Jiming Mountain It’s all evidence of Ji Wuhen’s rebellion!”
"you!"
Ji Wuhen couldn't help but become angry, stretched out his hand to grab Ji Wuxuan's collar, and suddenly pushed him down on the table in front of him.
However, there was no trace of fear on Ji Wuxuan's face, and he still looked at Ji Wuhen with a smile.
He raised the corners of his lips and said coldly: "Father said that I was born weak. As an elder brother, you must take good care of me, otherwise he will not let you go."
After saying that, he smiled even more wildly.
The anger on Ji Wuhen's face turned gloomy, and his eyes turned red, as if they could bleed at any time.
