Chapter 179 It turns out that he is not her son at all
Chapter 179 It turns out that he is not her son at all
Gu Lingyi frowned when she heard Yu Mo's words.
This Xiao Yan came much faster than she imagined.
Although she was the one who deliberately leaked the news that the emperor was suffering from hemiplegia, after all, she had raised Xiao Yun for so many years.
They knew him more or less. Since he was not dead, they would definitely rush over when they heard the news that Xiao Zhang was seriously ill. It's just that their speed was unexpectedly fast.
But this time, after glancing at Xiao Zhang on the bed, Gu Lingyi's eyes flashed with a sinister smile. Since they had a deep father-son relationship, she would make Xiao Zhang look like his father...
When the people in the palace saw Xiao Yan, their eyes widened.
They had just heard the news that the third prince was assassinated on the road and his body was nowhere to be found, but now they saw him in person, with a head full of white hair. Although everyone had doubts in their hearts, no one dared to comment because of his identity.
Xiao Yan ignored the strange looks from the crowd and walked straight to the emperor's bedroom with Feng Xin.
Outside the Hall of Mental Cultivation, there are heavy guards.
Although those people were wearing the uniforms of the Royal Guards, their temperament was different from that of ordinary Royal Guards.
Feng Xin also noticed something was wrong. The emperor suddenly fell seriously ill and suffered a stroke due to the assassination of the third prince. Since the news had already spread outside, it stands to reason that people in the palace should also know about it.
However, the concubines and other princes and princesses in the palace did not stay by the emperor's side to serve him.
"Master, something is wrong."
Xiao Yan glanced at him and said nothing about his slow reaction. He just said calmly:
"Father is seriously ill and is recuperating. No noise is allowed."
When Feng Xin met Xiao Yan's gaze, he reacted quickly this time and tactfully stopped talking.
As they reached the door, they heard sobbing coming from inside.
"See the Third Prince."
The guards outside the door saluted Xiao Ying. Xiao Ying glanced at them and walked in.
As soon as Xiao Yun entered the bedroom, he saw Xiao Zhang lying on the sickbed.
His body was covered with silver needles, and he stared at the ceiling of the bed, motionless.
Perhaps Xiao Zhang felt Xiao Yun's arrival, tears welled up in his eyes.
Gu Lingyi was sitting beside his bed, wiping her tears with her handkerchief. When she heard the noise, she turned around.
When he saw Xiao Yan, who was dressed in black, had a head full of white hair, and his hands were covered with scars and looked lifeless, he was stunned for a moment.
It’s only been a few days since we last met, what has he been through?
Besides, the way he looked at her was not right.
In the past, whenever he looked at her, his eyes were always filled with the admiration of a son for his mother.
But now, his eyes were dark, like a pool of stagnant water, and it was impossible to tell his emotions.
But at this point, she doesn't care what Xiao Yan thinks.
Gu Lingyi has been acting for so many years that when she sees Xiao Yan again, acting has almost become an instinct for her.
The moment she saw Xiao Yan, her eyes were instantly filled with tears and her body began to tremble involuntarily.
She rushed forward, grasped his hand tightly, and was choked with sobs and unable to speak.
Seeing this, Feng Xin stepped back consciously, leaving space for the mother and son.
Gu Lingyi touched Xiao Yan's face in disbelief with trembling hands, as if to confirm whether he was still alive.
"Ying'er, you are not dead, you are not dead, you are still alive. Let your mother take a good look at you. Where are you injured? What happened to your hand? And why are your hair white..."
Gu Lingyi looked at the injuries on Xiao Yun's body, her face full of worry, and her tears flowed even more violently.
Xiao Yan looked at her without saying anything, allowing Gu Lingyi to check the wounds on his body.
Gu Lingyi looked up and met Xiao Yun's gaze. She inexplicably felt a sense of oppression, as if the other party had seen through her.
"Ying'er, what's wrong?"
Xiao Yan shook his head and said calmly:
"I am fine, I am sorry to have worried you, mother."
As he said this, he broke away from Gu Lingyi's hand which was being examined with concern, walked to the bedside and looked at Xiao Zhang.
"How is Father?"
Gu Lingyi looked at Xiao Yun, feeling a little depressed, but she did not show it on her face. She walked over while wiping her tears.
"The doctor said it was a stroke and he needs to rest."
Then he poured a cup of tea and said:
"Your father is like this because he is too worried about you. Now that you are fine, talk to him more, maybe he will get better soon."
Xiao Zhang's body was now covered with needles, and Xiao Yan didn't know where to hold.
He saw tears flowing from Xiao Zhang's eyes again, so he took out his handkerchief and wiped them.
"Father, my son is back."
"With your son here, please relax, father. I will leave everything to you."
Gu Lingyi frowned when she heard Xiao Yan's words and handed over the teacup in her hand.
"Have a cup of tea and take your time."
Xiao Yun took the teacup, his eyes moved slightly, and he picked up the teacup and drank it all in one gulp.
Seeing that he was not on guard at all, Gu Lingyi knew that she had just overthought.
The corners of his lips curled up and he counted in his mind. When he saw Xiao Yan fall down, he no longer pretended.
"You trust me so much, I can't bear it!"
As she spoke, she looked at Xiao Zhang on the bed and said with a smile:
"Xiao Zhang, just open your eyes and watch carefully how I torture your and Ning Xi's son."
And Ningxi’s son?
Ningxi?
Xiao Yun suddenly remembered that when he was a child, he once accidentally broke into the secret room of his father's imperial study and saw several portraits inside. The person in the painting was called Ning Xi.
He was too young at that time and he had forgotten what Ning Xi looked like.
Later, when he grew up a little, he knew that his father had another woman in his heart. So since childhood, no matter how much Xiao Zhang loved him, he was not close to him but to Gu Lingyi.
When he was a child, he once secretly saw his mother wiping tears during the Mid-Autumn Festival because his father did not come to Kunning Palace. At that time, he thought that if he grew up and became an excellent crown prince of Anguo and a support for his mother, perhaps his mother would not be sad because his father was nice to other women.
But it turned out... he was not her son at all.
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