My bedroom is connected to ancient times, I am in love with the prince

After hearing this, Xie Qinchuan understood!

He sighed deeply and said sadly, "He has half the blood of the Northern Rong royal family. If anyone knew about this, it would cause disaster, and he would not be able to stay in the capital."

"I plan to send him back to Tai'an Prefecture and let him stay in the Xie family's ancestral home for the rest of his life."

"Heng'er, what do you think?"

It was because that woman was pregnant that Shuang'er gave birth prematurely, so for all these years, he couldn't like this son.

Now, knowing that he was the son of Princess Beirong, he should not have kept him. But after all, he was his own son, and he really couldn't bring himself to kill him.

Seeing that his father didn't think that way at all, Xie Beiheng, as a son, didn't know how to start the conversation.

After all, every man can't accept...

Xie Beiheng frowned and pondered for a moment before finally saying, "Father, I'm suspicious..."

"Xie Beiyu is not my father's biological son!"

According to the records in "Dream Wandering Among the Nations", he first died tragically, then his father died, and finally Xie Beiyu led the Zhenbei Army to be annihilated.

Linked to each other, step by step, they planned to destroy the Xie family and swallow up Dayue.

And Xie Beiyu is the final key link. I felt he was suspicious at first, and now I know that he is the son of Princess Beirong, I have to suspect that Xie Beiyu is not a member of the Xie family, or even a Dayue person!

When Xie Qinchuan heard this, he suddenly widened his eyes and looked at Xie Beiheng.

He shook his head and said repeatedly: "No, no, although Yu'er is He Lingyue's son, he is indeed his father's child and your younger brother."

Although he was unconscious after getting drunk, he did remember that he and He Lingyue had physical contact, and he did see blood on the bed the next day.

For so many years, Yu'er has always been in awe of him and has been filial and polite. How could she not be his son?

Xie Beiheng's face was solemn. He said, "Father, what if he is not the one and is trying to murder Dayue together with He Lingyue?"

Upon hearing this, Xie Qinchuan glared and shouted, "But if he is, would you kill him? He's your brother!"

He couldn't accept that Yu'er was not his son. He was the Marquis of Zhenbei and had raised his son for twenty-two years, but now he was telling him that he was not his biological son.

Xie Beiheng looked at Xie Qinchuan with complicated eyes. After a moment, he said slowly, "Father, I am just suspicious, but he is He Lingyue's son after all. We have to be on guard. Even if we don't kill him, we can't let him leave the capital."

He will find out whether it is true or not. Now, they, father and son, must work together.

Hearing this, Xie Qinchuan's expression remained grim, but his tone improved a little, "Okay, I just can't bear to kill him, you can do whatever you want with the rest."

After Xie Beiheng returned to Feixingyuan, he immediately summoned An Yi.

"Have someone keep an eye on Fangfei Garden immediately. Don't alert anyone. At night, you will personally take the person to the east side of the city."

"Also, send someone to keep an eye on Xie Beiyu. From now on, he must report his whereabouts and who he meets immediately."

An Yi immediately accepted the order and said, "Yes, Master."

……

The night was deep, everything was silent, and the entire capital was shrouded in tranquility.

There was a huge winery in the east of the city. Its doors were closed and it was plunged into darkness. There was no sound around, as if it was isolated from the outside world.

Meanwhile, the dungeon beneath the winery's warehouse was brightly lit. The mottled bloodstains on the ground and the terrifying torture instruments on the walls were all terrifying.

When Xie Beiheng walked into the dungeon, he saw Aunt Fang, who had always been subservient to him, now looking defiant and arrogant, acting like a princess.

Oh, if he wasn't locked on the tiger bench at this moment, he would be quite imposing.

Xie Beiheng slowly sat down on the interrogation chair in front of her, a mocking smile on his lips, "Auntie Fang, you've been a concubine for more than twenty years. Do you still remember what it feels like to be a princess?"

He Lingyue looked at him viciously, and her fists tightened involuntarily.

She was a princess of a country and had endured humiliation in the enemy country for more than twenty years. What humiliated and disgusted her most was the identity of this concubine.

Xie Beiheng looked at her expression with interest, a sneer on his face.

A proud princess? Then he would break her pride one strand at a time!

Xie Beiheng put away the smile on his face, his eyes were deep and cold, and he exuded a dangerous and sharp aura. "He Lingyue, this prince has an impatient temper and doesn't like to beat around the bush!"

"You'd better answer this prince's questions properly."

He Lingyue sneered when she heard this, her vicious eyes full of disdain.

Ever since she set foot in Dayue, she had been prepared to sacrifice herself. Moreover, over the years, she had provided Beirong with countless intelligence. She believed that her brother the emperor and Xiao Lang would definitely come to rescue her.

Xie Beiheng was not annoyed. He locked his eyes with her and asked in a cold voice, "Besides Liu Jiachuan, who else is secretly colluding with Beirong?"

"do not know."

He Lingyue answered without even thinking, her proud eyes filled with provocation.

Xie Beiheng's expression did not change when he heard this. He looked at Xue Cangwei who was standing beside him, raised his hand and bent his index finger, then slightly opened his thin lips and spoke without a trace of emotion.

"She broke her tendons."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

As soon as he finished speaking, two streams of blood splattered.

Then, bright red blood began to drip onto the ground like running water, making a dripping sound.

He Lingyue bit her lips tightly, but the severe pain from her wrist still made her whimper and moan. Her face was pale and her forehead was covered with dense beads of sweat.

He stared at Xie Beiheng with hatred.

Xie Beiheng's narrow phoenix eyes were extremely cold. "I am not satisfied with your answer. I will give you one more chance."

"Besides Liu Jiachuan, who else is secretly colluding with Beirong?"

"you guess……"

Xie Beiheng didn't hesitate at all, "Cut off one of her hands."

Before He Lingyue could react, a sharp sword light flashed and her left wrist was neatly cut off.

“Ahhhh!!!”

The shrill screams echoed in the dungeon, making people shudder.

A hand fell to the ground, blood instantly dyed the ground red, and a strong smell of blood filled the air.

He Lingyue's body twisted and trembled in pain, her face was as pale as paper, and sweat rolled down her forehead like beans.

Xue Cangwei quickly bandaged her wound to prevent her from dying from excessive blood loss.

Xie Beiheng looked at her with a smile on his face, "Then guess, would Xiao Fangche want a princess with broken arms and legs who was a concubine?"

Perhaps it was because of hearing these words, or because the pain of the broken hand was too intense, but He Lingyue burst into tears, her lips trembling as she spoke with difficulty.

"I really don't know."

(I’m stuck, please give me some inspiration, dear readers.)