The concubine was reborn, and the cold prince was made red in the face

"I want to know my life experience." Ling Xiao said straight to the point.

"Don't you know everything?" Marquis Zhongyuan apologized warmly, "It's my fault as a father. I shouldn't keep hiding it from you."

"I want you to tell me personally." Ling Xiao said solemnly, "I don't believe anyone but you."

Marquis Zhongyuan sighed and said: "I have been married to your mother...Chen'er's mother for three years, but she has never been pregnant. In the fourth year, the second month after I left the capital for the border, she gave me Write a letter saying that she is three months pregnant, and by the time I come back from the border, you will have been born for two months."

"What I want to hear is about my biological mother." Ling Xiao frowned.

"I didn't know until two years ago that Chen'er's mother was not pregnant at that time. It was Aunt Lu who was pregnant... You were born to Aunt Lu. Chen'er's mother left the son to die, so she said you were born to her." Marquis Zhongyuan whispered: "I moved your aunt to the Ling family's ancestral grave and erected a new monument. If you want to see her, I can take you there."

"Do you think what she said is true?" Ling Xiao sneered: "You still believe her so much."

"I found the original midwife." Zhongyuan Hou looked at Ling Xiao and asked puzzledly: "What did you find out?"

Ling Xiao placed the jade pendant in front of Marquis Zhongyuan and asked, "Where did you get this?"

Marquis Zhongyuan picked it up and looked at it, "This is a 100-day gift from the Yin family in Longzhou. They are a pair. You have liked them since you were a child. I asked Master Hongyi to give them a blessing and hung them around your neck. "

The Yin family of Longzhou, the natal family of Mrs. Zhongyuan Hou.

"What's wrong? What happened?" Marquis Zhongyuan asked worriedly, "But what's wrong with this jade pendant?"

Ling Xiao put the jade pendant back into his sleeve, "No."

"Xiao'er, I've asked your brother, but he didn't know about your poisoning. After your accident that day, he was so frightened and seriously ill that he went to your grave to cry. Marquis Zhongyuan said: "He is a pure and kind child, and he has a deep brotherly love for you."

"If you said this when I was ten years old, I might have believed you." Ling Xiao sneered, "It's a pity that I wasn't."

"There must be some misunderstanding in this matter," Marquis Zhongyuan said again: "Don't worry, I will definitely investigate this matter and give you an explanation."

"I don't need it." Ling Xiao stood up and said, "I just hope that your family of three can live happily."

"Xiao'er, when you say that, aren't you stabbing me in the heart with a knife?" Marquis Zhongyuan called sadly to Ling Xiao who was about to leave, "In my heart, the one I value most is you, don't you know? You are my eldest son , the inheritance I have saved will be given to you in the end, no matter you are Marquis Jingyuan or Marquis Zhongyuan, you are my son."

Ling Xiao thought for a moment and said, "Then ask your good wife where these pair of jade pendants came from!"

"What's wrong with this pair of jade pendants?" Marquis Zhongyuan asked hesitantly, "Is it poisonous?"

"No." Ling Xiao finally realized that he couldn't find out anything from Zhongyuan Marquis.

Seeing that he wanted to leave again, Marquis Zhongyuan called out to him, "Xiao'er, can't we, father and son, even have a meal together?"

Ling Xiao thought for a moment, sat back on the chair, and shouted to the door, "Xiaoer!"

Marquis Zhongyuan sighed secretly and said: "Xiao'er, the emperor has given you the house. If you need anything, you can go to the warehouse at home to get it."

"There are so many shops outside, you can buy anything." Ling Xiao sat opposite Marquis Zhongyuan and opened the window.

Marquis Zhongyuan looked at Ling Xiao who was sitting on pins and needles, his heart full of bitterness.

"Xiao'er, you can't deny me as your father, right? What's the point of letting people know about it? There are many people in the capital waiting to see our father and son's jokes, and we can't be the butt of their jokes."

"If others want to laugh, just laugh," Ling Xiao said nonchalantly: "They are just passers-by to me. Whether they laugh or cry, it has nothing to do with me."

"That being said, you have reached the age of proposing marriage. You can't care less about what the people proposing marriage think, right?" Zhongyuan Hou Xiaozhi said in a warm voice with emotion and reason: "People live in this world. , how many people can be so free and easy, that no one cares? When people live in a world of right and wrong, they will inevitably encounter all kinds of things. If they are ordinary people, it doesn't matter, but for people like us In a meritorious family, a scandal may be spread for hundreds of years. Whether it is for our ancestors who have passed away or for future generations, we should not pursue the past affairs anymore. "

When Ling Xiao heard Marquis Zhongyuan talking about the marriage, he thought of Zuo Xiangning and still had some scruples in his heart. However, when he heard about the descendants of his ancestors who would not let him pursue the matter, Ling Xiao became angry.

"That is the matter of your Zhongyuan Marquis Mansion and has nothing to do with my Jingyuan Marquis Mansion." Ling Xiao said in a cold tone. "What are you talking about?" Marquis Zhongyuan also turned cold, "Isn't your surname Ling?"

Ling Xiao didn't say anything, just as the waiter opened the door and came in to serve the food.

Marquis Zhongyuan sighed lightly and said to the waiter: "Come to Jin Jiang Chun again."

Ling Xiao finally couldn't bear it when he saw the sad face of Marquis Zhongyuan.

He handed the chopsticks to Marquis Zhongyuan and poured him a bowl of wine.

"In any case, I am really happy that you can come back safely." Marquis Zhongyuan picked up the wine bowl and said, "Fortunately, I am protected by the ancestors of the Ling family."

Although Ling Xiao didn't agree with his father's words, he still raised the wine bowl and touched it with his father.

Marquis Zhongyuan drank it all with a smile.

The father and son ate the meal for more than half an hour.

Marquis Zhongyuan tried his best to talk about some past events, hoping to arouse Ling Xiao's affection for Zhongyuan Marquis Mansion, especially Ling Chen.

But Ling Xiao was like a piece of wood, only responding once or twice.

Marquis Zhongyuan couldn't see Ling Xiao's face, so he didn't know if his expression was loose at all.

"Can you take off that mask of yours? Now that everyone knows who you are, why are you still wearing it?" Marquis Zhongyuan asked.

Ling Xiao hesitated for a moment, then reached out and took off his mask.

The thick and long scar on his face was clearly displayed in front of Marquis Zhongyuan.

"Ah?" Marquis Zhongyuan exclaimed, "Your face..."

"In order to save your second son, he hit the rock on the mountain." Ling Xiao put the mask back on.

Marquis Zhongyuan, who had been playing the tenderness card, looked at Ling Xiao's mask and could no longer speak.

Ling Xiao poured him another bowl of wine, "What happened is not something that can be easily overcome by just thinking about it."

"I'm going back first, you should go back early too." Marquis Zhongyuan stood up and walked out of the hotel alone.

Ling Xiao stood by the window, looking at the heavy but hurried back of Marquis Zhongyuan, and felt a little reluctant.

The most painful thing about fratricide is probably him, the father.

The palms and backs of his hands were all flesh, and no matter which one was injured, he would feel distressed.

The same goes for Ling Xiao.

He had loved his younger brother Ling Chen since he was a child, but he never expected that he would be the one to kill him in the end.

Ling Xiao now wants to kill Ling Chen easily, but he can't do it.

But he was not willing to just let him go and pretend that nothing had happened.

In his heart, he didn't know what he wanted to do?