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Chapter 25(1/2)

It takes about half an hour to get from the Xianwang Mansion to the Imperial Palace.

There was someone at the palace gate to answer, and the little palace man bowed his head and smiled respectfully on his face. Zhou Yun knew her, and she was a second-class palace maid in Jujiao Palace.

A few days ago, a noble man went to the uterus. The atmosphere along the way was very depressing and quiet. When I arrived at Jujiao Palace, Concubine Zhen had been waiting for a long time.

Zhou Yun glanced at Fu Yun beside him, and saluted her pretty body. Without waiting for the imperial concubine to speak, she threw herself into her arms and muttered softly: "Aunt."

Concubine Zhen patted her back helplessly and smiled softly: "I'm married, but I'm still so unruly."

Fu Yun was led by someone to sit down, lowered his eyes, and saw Zhou Yun's shy little girl's behavior. He held the cup and put it in his hand for a pause, and then took a sip of the tea. The tea in his mouth was extremely light and slightly astringent.

After a while, he barely avoided his sight, and a little indescribable meaning came out in his heart.

After Zhou Yun sat up very much, Concubine Zhen made free time. She slowly raised her eyes and fell on Fu Yun, chuckling: "Have Yun'er made trouble these days?"

She obviously knew Zhou Yun's temperament very well, and when she asked, she grasped the point and used the word "noisy".

Fu Yun shook his head: "Mother Zhen is too worried."

Zhou Yun grabbed the sleeve of Concubine Zhen and shook it gently, with a hint of charm in her bright eyes: "How could Yun'er make trouble for him!"

Concubine Zhen angrily looked at her, and said that she hadn’t made any noise just by saying that she hadn’t made a fuss?

Zhou Yun bit her lips and lowered her eyes, and hummed and hugged her, which made Concubine Zhen helpless, so she had to say to Fu Yun: "Yun'er has been spoiled by this palace since she was a child. I hope Your Highness will tolerate her."

Fu Yun narrowed his eyes and said "yes" calmly.

The closer you are, the less rules you are.

Fu Yun suddenly remembered that since he said that day, "Who dares to bully your Zhou family daughter", Zhou Yun has never quarreled with him again.

Luo family entered the mansion, but she didn't make a fuss.

Xu is pregnant, but she still doesn't make trouble.

Today I ran into her in Jinheyuan. Although she was surprised, her attitude was very gentle and calm.

Fu Yun raised his eyebrows and put down the cup with some annoyance. When she was making trouble, he always wanted to change her temperament. Now that she stopped making trouble, he was not used to it.

He only stayed for a moment, then stood up and said goodbye:

"If you have something to do, you have to look for your father and emperor, and you may ask your concubine to bother Zhen's mother for some time."

When Zhou Yun heard the words, he turned his head to look at him, a little surprised.

She thought that he deliberately wanted to enter the palace with her because he didn't want her to get along with her aunt alone.

The next moment, she saw Fu Yun glance at her without any hesitation.

It seems to be mocking her to judge a gentleman with a villain's heart.

Zhou Yun blinked a few quickly, and turned his gaze away as if nothing had happened.

After Fu Yun left, Jujiao Palace was quiet for a while before Concubine Zhen asked others to retreat.

Zhou Yun raised her head and looked at her motionlessly. After a while, she bit her lip and asked hesitantly: "Aunt, Yun'er has something to ask..."

Concubine Zhen interrupted her and obviously knew what she wanted to ask: "Do you want to know why Your Highness is so polite to his aunt?"

Zhou Yun laughed whisperingly and shook her arm coquettishly.

Concubine Zhen couldn't help laughing and pushed her away:

"Sit down quickly, like boneless."

After a pause, Concubine Zhen spoke:

"Yun'er should know that Your Highness's biological mother is Meng Zhaoyi."

Zhou Yun nodded, then saw her gently shrink her eyes and said, "Yun'er knows one, but not the other."

Zhou Yun didn't understand, what was this meant?

Concubine Zhen stroked her back, closed her eyes and whispered softly:

"It's not just you, many people don't know that Meng Zhaoyi's baby was not the only one who gave birth to her."

She spoke gently, but Zhou Yun was almost shocked by this and blurted out: "Twins!"

Concubine Zhen didn't say anything, but only stroked her hair, and the expression in her eyes was in a daze for a moment.

If twins fall into ordinary families, it may be a blessing.

But falling into the royal family is just a bad luck.

Meng Zhaoyi's family background was very low, and her position when she entered the palace was almost not worth mentioning, but she was very beautiful. After entering the palace, she was plotted and had not seen the holy face for two years.

Fortunately, she was blessed. At a Mid-Autumn Festival banquet, she fell into the eyes of the emperor and went to bed for only one time before she became pregnant.

But unfortunately, Meng Zhaoyi's blessing was not profound.

She was silent for two years before she could see the saint. She was in a low position and carefully protected the fetus, but she was a twin that the royal family could not tolerate.

To have twins, one of them must be abandoned.

Hearing this, Zhou Yun frowned: "That's what I said, that's the child I'm lucky to stay. Since that's the case, Meng Zhaoyi——"

She bit her lip and kept silent, and didn't say anything more.

But the people of Chang'an City knew everything that Meng Zhaoyi hated the wise king, as if they were not mother and son, but enemies.

Concubine Zhen sneered lightly, and she shook her head.

Zhou Yun's eyes showed confusion.

"Your Highness is the one who was abandoned."

"What?" Zhou Yun was stunned: "But if that's the case, how could that be..."

Concubine Zhen interrupted her, and her gentle eyes seemed to have a faint sarcasm: "Why do you value the wise king so much as you are the emperor?"

She said softly: "It's not guilty yet."

The word "guilty" was bitten very hard by her.

Zhou Yun suddenly said hoarsely and couldn't speak.

Concubine Zhen curled her lips, and she said, "The Emperor always lost and missed it, and I regretted it just now."

When Meng Zhaoyi gave birth to a child, she was exhausted and fell into a coma. At that time, the emperor had few children, only the prince.

The emperor hesitated for a long time, and before dawn the next day, he finally chose one of the abandoned children.

However, the emperor finally felt soft-hearted.

Instead of killing the child, he was sent out of the palace.

After Meng Zhaoyi woke up, there was only one prince by her side. She couldn't help but feel happy and loved the child very much.

When Concubine Zhen said this, she slowly shook her head:

"It's a pity that the good times didn't last long. The second prince was in a cold when he was five years old. The emperor felt that Meng Zhaoyi gave birth to twins and kept neglecting her. Meng Zhaoyi put all her hopes on the second prince. Once the second prince left, Meng Zhaoyi was almost crazy."

Zhou Yun pinched his handkerchief tightly and hesitated: "Then, did you only get it back after this?"

After a pause, she was still a little puzzled:

"But Ruoye said, "Why did my husband come back at this time just as Meng Zhaoyi wants to ask her to have a support? Then how could she be like this... to me?"

She hesitated for a while, and finally swallowed the word "disgust".

Concubine Zhen lowered her eyes and stared at her, saying word by word:

"It's a matter of people's hearts."

"You must also know that people's words are terrifying. Twins are unknown. Maybe Yun'er doesn't care, but some people believe it very much."

At this point, Zhou Yun suddenly realized that Meng Zhaoyi must be the latter.

The words of the princess continue:

"Your Highness was taken back later, and Meng Zhaoyi realized that she had twins at the beginning. She had never seen Your Highness. Even if Your Highness was somewhat similar to the late Second Prince, she could not have a trace of joy and mother-son relationship."

"For Meng Zhaoyi, the second prince whom she keeps is her sustenance."

Suddenly, Concubine Zhen stopped talking. She closed her eyes and pulled the corners of her lips forcibly, revealing a hint of sarcasm and chill: "She believes that it is because His Highness did not die that the second prince would be killed."

She sneered: "In this case, how could Meng Zhaoyi treat His Highness well?"

"Your Highness was still young at the time, and Meng Zhaoyi even wanted to strangle your Highness to death once."

Zhou Yun was so shocked that he couldn't come back to his senses for a long time.

There was a moment of trance in the eyes of the princess, and a hint of sadness:

"At that time, my aunt was just pregnant and her heart was a little soft. When she encountered that situation, she stopped Meng Zhaoyi."

Fu Yun was just a small ball at that time, and was pinched under Meng Zhaoyi. His little face was blue and white, as if he would die of anger in the next moment.

She thought of accumulating blessings for the fetus in her womb, so she saved His Highness at that time.

Unfortunately, she is less blessed than Meng Zhaoyi, and she is covered in blood. The child she had been waiting for for a long time disappeared.

She hadn't even seen it at all.
To be continued...
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