After more than ten years of strategizing, more than ten years of hope and passion, how could we give up so easily?
Xu Zhihuai was secretly surprised.
He is so gentle and kind, but he didn't expect to be able to grasp people's hearts so accurately?
Seeing her silence, Zhu Xuxing continued: "As long as he has a little bit of unwillingness and a little bit of obsession, he will definitely bow to the court."
Xu Zhihuai calmed down and said, "So what if I bow my head? Will Your Highness forgive him?"
Zhu Xuxing looked into her eyes and said, "Huai'er, should I forgive him?"
"It's not my place to get involved."
"No, Huai'er, I want to listen to you. Should I forgive him?"
Xu Zhihuai's eyes were solemn: "You shouldn't forgive me."
Zhu Xuxing smiled again when he heard this: "Okay, I'll listen to you."
"Ai?"
"As the saying goes, once you are unfaithful, it will last a hundred days. Once you are unfaithful, there will be a second time. It is really not worthy of trust."
Xu Zhihuai pursed his lips, feeling inexplicably nervous.
When did her Royal Highness the Crown Prince become so hateful and selfless?
She was also the one who betrayed him.
"What about sister Wan'er?"
Xu Zhihuai Cha was happy and asked about Mu Xiuwan.
"Wan'er is Wan'er, and she will always be our sister. No matter what Feng Duhou does, I will never take my anger out on her."
"Thank you, Your Highness."
"Fool, what are you thanking me for?"
Xu Zhihuai said lightly: "Thank you for your kindness and generosity, Your Highness, and you still have warmth in your heart."
Zhu Xuxing held her hand with both hands and squeezed it gently: "Listening to you saying that, it seems that I should be ruthless."
"No, of course not."
"I'm just joking with you."
Having said this, Zhu Xuxing's expression suddenly changed, and the smile on his face subsided a bit: "There will be casualties in this trip after all."
"It will be fine."
Xu Zhihuai held his hand and looked at him lovingly.
One day later, the gates on all sides of Fengdu City were closed tightly, and all the city guards on the gates were replaced by Huangji Guards. They also posted notices all over the city, clearly stating that the Marquis of Fengdu had committed the crime of supporting his own troops and defying the imperial court. Chu, clearly. After three quarters of the hour, the whole city is under martial law and a curfew is implemented. No one is allowed to walk on the streets. Anyone who behaves suspiciously will be shot without mercy.
The streets that were usually bustling with traffic were now deserted. Occasionally, a group of Royal Guards were seen patrolling on horseback. There were no lights on every door, and everyone was hibernating in the darkness.
Xu Zhihuai didn't know how many things happened outside. She could only guess something from the look on Zhu Xuxing's face.
He always stayed with her, and occasionally looked at the secret letters and official documents sent from the capital, which were no different from those in the palace. The only difference is that neither Wei Li nor Yue Yichuan is with him.
One is missing and the other is staying in the capital.
The letter that came today was urgent. After reading it, Zhu Xuxing frowned and his face darkened.
When he closed the letter, he struck harder.
Xu Zhihuai winked at Jinhua and asked her to help him get up.
Zhu Xuxing saw her moving and stood up hurriedly: "Why are you moving? Don't move, sit down quickly."
Xu Zhihuai smiled: "Why am I so squeamish? Didn't the doctor say that I should take a proper walk to prevent the baby from being in an incorrect fetal position and not suitable for delivery?"
Zhu Xuxing calmed down and stretched out his hand to support her: "Then I will accompany you."
Xu Zhihuai responded with a smile, and his eyes hurriedly glanced at the envelope on the table. The red mark on it was the mark of the secret letter from the capital.
Zhu Xuxing never avoided her. When he saw her looking at the table, he pressed the envelope with his other hand: "The eldest sister wrote a letter saying that my father is ill and bedridden."
Xu Zhihuai exclaimed, but before he could speak, he heard Zhu Xuxing say: "Don't worry, my father is not sick and will not be sick. These are just a set of rhetoric to the outside world, you understand."
The emperor claimed that he was ill and could not go to court, so the third prince Zhu Mingchen acted as his deputy for the time being, and he was assisted by the three ministers of the Ministry of Revenue, the Ministry of Human Resources and the Ministry of Industry, including Zhu Yong, the king of Ninghai.
On the surface, it looks like everything is in order, but the power of the capital is firmly in Zhu Weizhen's hands.
Xu Zhihuai marveled at her ambition. Is she really so capable?
"Your Highness..."
Xu Zhihuai hesitated to speak, but Zhu Suxing understood: "Don't worry, everything is under control."
The heat is getting thicker, dark clouds are gathering, and the weather is getting very boring.
Xu Zhihuai looked out the window and suddenly said softly: "It seems like it's going to rain heavily."
Zhu Xuxing hugged her from behind and protected her steadily: "It must be a timely rain."
He meant something, and she understood instantly.
Wind, rain, thunder and lightning came all night.
Lightning split the night sky, creating cracks.
Xu Zhihuai was awakened by the thunder and hugged the quilt tightly in panic, but saw that the seat next to him was empty.
She just spoke softly, but was interrupted by a thunder.
There was a thunderstorm and the house was filled with white light.
Xu Zhihuai moved cautiously to the bed. By chance, his hand failed to hold him, and his whole body lost balance and fell straight down.
The moment she fell to the ground, she knew something was wrong.
In just a moment, blood started to flow out.
When people outside realized that Xu Zhihuai could no longer stand up.
The doctor and Po Wen hurried over, and Po Wen knew she was going to give birth.
He still has to live in less than a month, so he can only take a gamble.
Zhu Xuxing arrived even later, covered in moisture. Before he could change his clothes, he came to Xu Zhihuai's bedside in three steps, his wet face full of self-blame.
Xu Zhihuai was in a trance, grabbing his sleeve tightly, and was about to speak, but accidentally caught a glimpse of the bright red on his sleeves, which was blood...
Her eyes widened, the tip of her nose moved slightly, and she smelled a strange yet familiar fishy smell.
There was blood on his cuffs.
Where did he go? What have you done?
Soon, the severe pain of tearing her body caused her to collapse. All she could see was black and white, and she almost fainted.
It hurt so much that she lost consciousness.
Fragmented and left to be manipulated.
She couldn't feel the children coming out, and she couldn't hear clearly what they were saying in her ears. Everything happened too fast, too fast.
Before Xu Zhihuai fainted, he only said two words: "Your Highness."
Zhu Xuxing's heart was like a knife.
Just after the ugly moment, Po Wen came out with a small baby in her arms, her head covered with sweat.
"The baby is born...but he won't cry."
She was still hesitant to say congratulations. Unexpectedly, Zhu Xuxing glanced at the infant child and took half a step back as if he was frightened.
The child was small, with wrinkled facial features, bruises all over his body, and weak breath. He looked half-dead and lifeless.
"Is the child still alive?"
"Alive, alive, but too weak."
Upon hearing this, Zhu Xuxing glanced at the child again and hurried into the inner room.
As long as the child is alive, what he cares about most is Xu Zhihuai.
Xu Zhihuai was unconscious, her body was covered in blood, and her face was whiter than rice paper, frighteningly white.
"Huai'er!"
Zhu Xuxing shouted, and then another thunder exploded outside the window, roaring to the sky.
