I was given the contraceptive soup and became the emperor's white moonlight

Li Zhao left with the silver beads, and Su Minglang immediately burned the rice paper with the words "Xiao Qi" written on it. She did not go to look for Nian'er again, but instead looked at the sky outside the house.

Before I knew it, snowflakes were falling.

After leaving the palace, Li Zhao wanted to find Prince Heng immediately. However, Xiao Heng specially invited Prince Heng to be in charge of the prayer, so Prince Heng was rushing to the capital at this time.

Li Zhao was ordered to monitor his every move, and no one knew King Heng's position better than him.

But the yamen runners blocked his way, and the people sent to look for the man's family came back with his wife and children.

The man had an only son who was only five years old. The young boy looked around curiously, which was inconsistent with his mother's timid appearance.

Seeing this, Li Zhao could only put his personal affairs aside. He changed his clothes and went to the imperial prison, but this time he brought a woman and a child with him.

Even if he will go to hell to be judged one day in the future, he will accept everything he has done over the years, whether he was forced into it or because he was eager for quick success.

At this time, Li Zhao had something on his mind and lost his patience. Without any hesitation, he took the two of them to the cell where the man was held.

The man had been on the verge of death after being tortured for several days. If Li Zhao hadn't intentionally kept him alive, he would never have been able to see his wife and children.

However, having come to this point, seeing relatives for real might not necessarily be a good thing.

The yamen runners were worried that the man would riot when he saw his wife and children, so they wanted to step forward to suppress him but were stopped by Li Zhao.

He pointed at the child who was already crying out of fear and said in an almost cruel tone: "Look, the young master has grown up well and is at a lively age."

The child, who was considered to be of a lively age, was so scared that he hid in his mother's arms. He did not dare to look at the man lying on the ground, even though that was his father.

The woman was also very frightened, but as a mother, no matter how frightened she was, she still chose to protect her child.

Li Zhao dragged the boy out of the woman's arms. The woman tried desperately to stop him but was held down by the yamen runners nearby. She could only utter desperate howls.

The man's eyes turned red when he saw this scene, and the anger in his eyes was gradually replaced by fear. He watched Li Zhao put his hand on the boy's head and finally couldn't stop crying.

"I said, I said!"

The man who allowed himself to be whipped by the steel whip finally gave up everything at this moment. He betrayed his own loyalty and now he was just an ordinary father.

Li Zhao was in no mood to express his feelings. Seeing that his goal had been achieved, he waved his hand and asked someone to take the woman and the child away. "Go ahead."

The man's heart gradually sank, and he spoke in a crying voice: "Yes, it's King Heng!"

"King Heng?" After hearing the news about King Heng twice in one day, Li Zhao didn't know what expression he should have. He threw down a dagger and turned away.

The man's hand holding the dagger trembled slightly. He looked at the only window on the high wall of the cell that could see the sky, and slowly raised his hand to press against his throat.

The snow outside was getting heavier. This time, Li Zhao rode out of the city on his horse without even changing his clothes. His purpose was clear, and the snowflakes were trampled down by the horse's hooves.

Prince Heng was stationed on a mountain not far from the capital, and for some unknown reason he refused to enter the capital. When Li Zhao arrived at the gate of Prince Heng's camp, the guards immediately drew their swords.

Li Zhao was still not afraid. He suddenly shouted loudly: "I, the Minister of the Dali Temple, Li Zhao, request to see His Royal Highness Prince Heng!"

"Dali Temple?" Seeing this, the guards could only go in to report. When Prince Heng heard the name of the person who came, he was also very surprised. "How many troops did he bring with him?"

"No one was brought with him," the guard replied.

"Come here alone?" King Heng frowned and laughed, "You are quite courageous."

"Ask him to come in. I want to see what advice he has."

Li Zhao was brought in by the soldiers. The people surrounding him looked fearful, as if if he made any unconventional move, he would be beheaded without the King Heng's order.

Li Zhao walked into King Heng's tent without changing his expression, without any flattery or even greeting. He took the silver bead in his hand, and the expressions of the people who had been sitting quietly and looking at him suddenly changed.

"Where did you get it from!" King Heng was no longer calm. He rushed forward and tried to strangle Li Zhao's neck.

How could Li Zhao allow himself to be bullied? He stepped back, turned sideways and hung the silver bead over the brazier. The charcoal fire in the brazier was burning brightly and flames occasionally popped out.

Prince Heng paused, suppressed his anger, and waved his hand to let the soldiers who heard the noise and rushed in retreat. "Lord Li, tell me your conditions."

Seeing that he had calmed down, Li Zhao put away the silver bead and placed it in front of King Heng. King Heng picked it up and examined it carefully, with an imperceptible sadness flashing in his eyes.

"I wonder if Your Highness has any descendants now?" Li Zhao asked.

"Never married again."

King Heng's expression calmed down completely. "Is the owner of this rosary still alive?"

Li Zhao shook his head. King Heng sighed as if he had expected it. Then he heard Li Zhao's words: "But she has a daughter. Now the owner of this silver bead is her."

"Daughter?" Prince Heng's eyes lit up, and he suddenly seemed to have thought of something and spoke with a sad tone: "She, is that man good to her?"

"Man?" Xiao Heng was stunned for a moment, realizing that he had misunderstood. He was about to explain, but then he remembered what happened to that girl. His tone became a little cold and sarcastic: "There was no man. That palace maid couldn't bear to be violated by others, so she hanged herself after giving birth to the child."

"Xuan, Liang..." These two words seemed to completely break King Heng's heart. His hand holding the silver bead kept shaking, and the sadness in his eyes finally overflowed uncontrollably.

"I, is my daughter okay?" King Heng used up almost all his strength to say this.

"I've been hiding in the palace for several years, barely surviving." Li Zhao said the cruelest words in almost the calmest voice.

His cowardice and vanity harmed an innocent woman. If he had had the courage to admit it back then, if he had returned to Beijing from time to time over the years, would his woman have forgotten it long ago? Would his daughter not have suffered so much in the palace?

Regret, it's too late.

"Lord Li, I, I want to see her!"

"I will find a chance to bring her with me. You will see her during the Fengshan ceremony."

"But..." Li Zhao paused, and still told Prince Heng the life story of Nian'er and the palace maid.

"No matter what the prince has planned, my mission and goal is to ensure that the princess' descendants live in peace and happiness."

Prince Heng fell silent and didn't even know when Li Zhao left.