Children of Loulan

However, facing Aunt Kui's rudeness and questioning, Keremu's expression did not change at all. His voice was still as cold as ice, and he said slowly: "I came here today just to tell Aunt Kui that although Concubine He is guilty of heinous crimes and deserves death, my sixth brother is innocent. Moreover, the king has already agreed to bury my second brother in the royal mausoleum with the specifications of a prince."

At this point, Keremu paused for a moment, staring at Aunt Kui with a sharp gaze, and continued, "However, if certain things that happened back then were revealed, not only would my sixth brother's identity be questioned, he would also be convicted. In this case, my second brother would not be able to be buried in peace in the royal mausoleum."

When Aunt Kui heard this, it was like a bolt from the blue. Her body trembled violently, her heart seemed to stop beating, and the movements of her hands also stopped!

She asked in panic: "Your Highness, what does this mean?"

Keremu looked at Aunt Kui expressionlessly. His voice was cold and ruthless. "Aunt Kui, you should know that there is no absolute secret in this world. Anything can be revealed. I already knew everything about what happened back then. But Sixth Brother is my biological brother after all. I really can't bear to let him be implicated because of this matter, and I don't want him to know that his biological mother had done such a thing."

He paused for a moment, then continued, "So, Aunt Kui, you'd better recall carefully and see if there is anyone else who knows the truth of that year. As for the guards outside the door, I will order them to come in and arrest people in half an hour."

After hearing these words, Aunt Kui was struck by lightning. Her face turned pale and her body trembled uncontrollably. She finally understood that the prince already knew about the affair between the master and Aidier, and also knew that the master had a miscarriage for Aidier.

Although the master later severed contact with Aidil and gave birth to the sixth prince for the king, if this matter were made public, the sixth prince would likely be suspected of being Aidil's child. Even if the true identity of the sixth prince could be proven in the end, his biological mother had such an ignominious past, and he would probably spend the rest of his life in pain and torture.

After understanding Keremu's intention, Aunt Kui's body trembled violently, as if she had lost her support, and she knelt straight down. Her tears rushed out like a flood, sliding down her cheeks and dripping onto the ground.

"I thank His Royal Highness the Crown Prince on behalf of the Sixth Prince!" Aunt Kui said with a trembling voice. Her heart was filled with gratitude and guilt, gratitude for Keremu's kindness and guilt for not being able to protect the Sixth Prince.

Keremu looked at Aunt Kui and was moved. He waved his hand and said, "You don't have to thank me. I didn't do this just for him." Then he turned and left, leaving Aunt Kui kneeling there alone.

Aunt Kui looked at Keremu's back as he walked away, feeling a lot of emotions in her heart. She knew that although the prince seemed cold and ruthless on the surface, he was kind and tolerant deep down in his heart. She kowtowed several times in the direction Keremu left, as if this was the only way to express her inner gratitude.

At the same time, Xilin, who was imprisoned in the prison, took off her gorgeous clothes and put on a tattered prison uniform. Her hair, which was originally neat, became messy. The chains wrapped around her body greatly restricted her movements.

Her eyes were dull, as if she had lost her soul. She sat quietly in a corner of the cell, motionless. The scene of Aidil blocking the knife for her and dying always appeared in front of her eyes. The bloody scene lingered in her mind like a nightmare, and she couldn't let it go.

At this moment, the cell door suddenly opened with a sharp sound, and Maihemuti came in with a food box.

"Mother!" Maihemuti called softly, revealing a hint of concern in his voice. However, Xilin did not respond at all, still immersed in her own thoughts.

Seeing this, Maihemuti called out twice in succession: "Mother, Mother?" This time, Xilin finally raised her head slowly. Her eyes were dull as she looked at Maihemuti blankly and said indifferently: "What are you doing here?"

Maihemuti carefully placed the food box on the table, then slowly opened the lid, and a fragrant aroma filled his nose. He took a deep breath and said softly, "Mother hasn't eaten all day, so I'm here to bring her some food."

However, in the face of his concern, Xilin did not respond at all. She did not even raise her eyelids, but responded in a cold voice: "Take your things away, I don't want to see you." Her tone was full of disgust and disdain, as if Maihemuti was a person she hated extremely.

Maihemuti did not back down because of Xilin's indifference. He silently took out the food from the lunch box one by one, and then specially put some meat and vegetables in the rice bowl and brought it to Xilin. He said gently: "Mother, you should at least eat something, otherwise how can your body bear it?"

However, Xilin's emotions suddenly exploded. Like an enraged beast, she raised her head abruptly, widened her eyes, and roared at Maihemuti: "Stop pretending here! Mother? Who are you calling mother? I am now a prisoner, not a concubine! You still call me mother, are you deliberately mocking me? After all, I gave birth to you, how can you be so cold and indifferent!"

As Xilin shouted angrily, she mercilessly waved her hand and knocked the bowl in Maihemuti's hand to the ground. The food in the bowl scattered all over the ground, and the soup splashed on Maihemuti's clothes.

Maihemuti listened to his mother's scolding, and the grievances he had accumulated over the years burst out like a flood, and he could no longer suppress them. His eyes gradually became moist, and tears flowed down his cheeks:

"why why?"

He slowly raised his head, stared at Xilin with sharp eyes, and asked suspiciously: "Is this child really your biological child?" His voice trembled slightly, as if he was suppressing the pain and doubt in his heart.

"From childhood to adulthood, the mother has always been cold to the child, never showing a smile, only endless strict teachings, constantly emphasizing how he should please his father and how to compete with the prince for the supreme position of heir. In the heart of the mother, is power more important than the child?"

This question had been like a thorn in his heart for many years, deeply hurting him. He had never dared to ask before, but now his mother's behavior made him feel even more chilled!

Facing Maihemuti's questioning, Xilin's face instantly became extremely gloomy. She widened her eyes, raised her hand in anger, and slapped Maihemuti hard.

"How dare you!" Xilin's angry shout was deafening, "You rebellious son, how dare you question your mother like that! Why do I do all this? It's for you. There has always been only one king of a country. If you don't fight for it, how could it be your turn!" Her chest was heaving violently, and she was obviously very angry at Maihemuti's words.

However, Maihemuti was not intimidated by his mother's slap and scolding. He stood up straight, looked at Xilin without flinching, and continued: "When mother was planning for her, did she ever ask her what she thought in her heart? Did she ever ask her if she wanted it? Or did mother only think of her as a tool to fight for power?"