The prince is shameless

"You...you mean..."

Wen Xing's eyes suddenly widened, and his hoarse voice trembled.

Yun Nian nodded slightly, and said, "So I believe that you are actually Wen's adopted son."

Last night, I found out that my parents were planning to rebel, and this morning I personally led the officials to arrest my parents. At noon, I learned that Xie Yi was actually the same Xie Yi from his previous life, and he had some perverted thoughts about him. whose parents are not their own parents...

What the hell is going on!

No matter how indifferent Wen Xing was, he couldn't help becoming irritable at this moment.

One by one, it will kill him!

The mouthful of blood that was finally spit out in front of the East Palace came back, and it was extremely uncomfortable in his heart.

Yun Nian didn't know that Wen Xing was in poor health, seeing him bowed his head in silence, he thought he didn't believe it, and continued to explain: "I traveled to the border area a year ago, and I happened to hear in the inn that the Yunwu tribe suddenly attacked the border at night more than 20 years ago. Daying. That night coincided with Second Young Master Wen's third birthday, which caught everyone in the camp by surprise. But fortunately, it was Second Young Master's birthday, and the big guy didn't have time to sleep, so he quickly realized it.

But on the second day, everyone was rumoring that Second Young Master Wen had died in this raid. General Wen and Mrs. Wen did not refute it. More than ten miles away until they sued for peace. "

After that, Mrs. Wen refused to see anyone for a few days.At night, occasionally some soldiers of Wen's army would hear the faint sobs coming from the commander's tent, which further confirmed the death of Second Young Master Wen. "

But when everyone gradually decided and planned to persuade Mrs. Wen to mourn, Mrs. Wen led a taciturn three-year-old child out of the tent, saying that the second son was injured a few days ago, and now he has passed the difficult time.Although everyone was puzzled by the second young master's shrinking figure, they didn't ask any more questions. "

Speaking of this, Wen Xing almost understood.

The Second Young Master Wen died at the hands of the Yunwu tribe as early as his third birthday, and he was probably the orphan of a soldier on the battlefield, and was adopted by Mrs. Wen who lost her beloved son.From then on, he replaced the title of "Wen Xing" and became the second son of Wen who was not well-known.

And judging from the attitudes of the two of them later, they might be the orphans of Yunwu soldiers.

No wonder Xu Yunning is always so eccentric, no wonder Wen Guang refuses to teach him martial arts, because he is not from the Wen family at all, so what qualifications does he have?

The sadness came from the heart, and Wen Xing suddenly wanted to laugh again.

Laugh at your humbleness, laugh at your self-indulgence.

But with this smile, he couldn't suppress the desire to cough anymore.

Wen Xing arched his back, coughed up bright red eyes, wounds all over his body, and misery.

In that split second, he knew he was no longer the man he once was.

He is no longer the one who always had a pure and innocent heart.

"Wen Xing (Kemeng)!"

However, how did these two people know Wen Xing's subtle changes?Seeing him coughing up blood, she panicked and wanted to get up to help him.

"It's okay." Wen Xing tried his best to swallow the desire to cough mixed with the smell of blood back into his stomach. His weak voice was almost a whisper, and he didn't know whether to say it to the two people on the opposite side or to himself.

The only blood on the pale face stained the corner of the mouth, which was particularly glaring.The usually clear and soft eyes seemed to lose all color in an instant.

Wen Xing suddenly became confused.

What is the meaning of his life?

When he was young, he wanted to win the attention of his parents, but the parents were not his parents at all.In her previous life, she wanted to win Xie Yi's trust, but in the end it was just a yellow beam dream.What about this life?What did he want to gain, and what did he lose?

Wen Xing didn't want to think about it any more.

"Kemeng, what's wrong with you?"

Another worried question came from Yun Nian's ear.

Wen Xing opened his mouth, the same two words - "It's okay".

Still so weak, still so unbelievable.

Fei Qing wasn't stupid either, he could see that he was just pretending to be calm, frowned and said: "No, let's see the imperial physician."

While speaking, Fei Qing was about to reach out to help Wen to walk.

"I said I'm fine!"

Wen Xing, who was haunted by restlessness, shook off Fei Qing's hand, and the broken voice became more obvious as the volume increased.

Fei Qing froze on the spot.

This was the first time he saw Wen Xing showing such an expression, fragile and stubborn, like a dying little beast, ready to fight back and die together at any time.

Wen Xing also realized his gaffe, and lowered his eyes to cover up the blood in his eyes, slumping his momentum.

"Feel sorry."

The voice as light as a slender dust drifted into the ears of the other two, but no one spoke.

Both of them noticed that Wen Xing's mood was not right, and they were afraid that they would accidentally say something wrong again.

Irritability and restlessness go hand in hand, Wen Xing only feels physically and mentally exhausted.

Silence spread in the small sedan chair.

After a long while, Wen Xing finally calmed down, cleared his mind, and said abruptly, "So? What evidence do you have to prove to Emperor Anlong that I am an adopted son?"

There was a law in the Northern Dynasties that if anyone intends to rebel, the nine clans will be implicated in severe cases, and the whole family will be exiled in light cases.If there are servants in the house, they will all be confiscated or distributed, and no one will be spared.

Except for one case - the unsuspecting adopted son.

The adopted son, who has no blood relationship with the family and was unaware of the treason against the family, was fined for half a month, and then everything went on as usual.

Emperor Anlong was very clear about Wen Xing's ignorance, but it was really difficult to prove this "adopted son".

According to the fact that Wen Guang and Xu Yuning adopted him and didn't intend to treat him well, it is impossible to start with them.

Yun Nian naturally understood this and frowned without answering.

Meaning there is no evidence.

Wen Xing smiled softly, with a sense of leisure that he didn't know if it was real or not.

He said: "So don't waste your efforts in vain, let me die, let me die."

Did Wen Xing really give up completely?

impossible.

He just didn't want others to get involved, and he was afraid that if he continued to get involved, something earth-shattering would happen.

He can't take it anymore.

After finishing speaking, Wen Xing no longer stayed in the sedan chair, ignored Fei Qing and Yun Nian's obstruction and resolutely got off the sedan chair.

The little guard was still waiting not far from the sedan chair, and his companion, who had been accompanying him for a while, seemed to have gone back on business.

"Young Master Wen."

Seeing Wen Xing coming out, the little guard immediately walked to his side.

Wen Xing forced a smile at him, and said, "Thank you for your hard work."

The little guard quickly cupped his fists and said, "Don't dare to be. Mr. Wen, do you still want to go to Wen Mansion?"

"No." Wen Xing gradually shifted his gaze to the majestic palace gate, deep and calm, "I'm going to see His Majesty."

Although bad news came one after another, Wen Xing still would not choose to wait for death quietly—especially when there was still hope for life.

The ending of the previous life was so embarrassing, how could this life be worse than the previous life?

The little guard didn't know what was going on, and obediently followed Wen Xing all the way back to Mingyuan Palace.

However, there are not only Emperor Anlong, but also Prince Xie Yi in Mingyuan Palace at this time.

"Chen Wen Xing kowtows to His Majesty and His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."

From getting permission to enter Mingyuan Palace to saluting according to the rules, Xie Yi's eyes were always locked on Wen Xing.However, Wen Xing completely ignored Xie Yi's existence except for mentioning it incidentally when saluting.

Emperor An Long didn't want to pay attention to the twists and turns of the love between the two, he raised his eyelids and glanced lazily at Wen Xing, and said lightly: "Didn't I give you a day to deal with the funeral? Why did you come back so soon?" gone?"

"Report to Your Majesty," Wen Xing straightened his back, his light brown eyes fixed on Emperor An Long, "I only have one thing to say when I come here."

Wen Xing paused, and only after receiving tacit approval from Emperor An Long's eyes did he forcefully say three words——

"The minister is not guilty."

The three words that still imply weakness are like a heavy hammer, hitting the hearts of the other two in the palace.

Not long ago, the person who pleaded guilty on his own suddenly changed his words and said that he was innocent. Isn't this clearly teasing the emperor?

Emperor An Long raised his brows lightly, showing displeasure, he didn't lose his temper in front of Xie Yi, and asked: "Why, do you want to separate yourself from the Wen family?"

"Exactly." Wen Xing fearlessly met Emperor Anlong's sinking eyes, "Just now, I learned from my close servant when I was young that I am only the adopted son of the Wen family, and he is not the same as the Wen family." Not related by blood."

"The reason why I apologized to Your Majesty this morning is that I think that the blood of the accomplices is flowing in my body, and I feel uneasy if I don't apologize for my crime with death. But if what my servant said is true, then I will There is nothing difficult to say - I still want to continue to serve the Northern Dynasty, how can I be willing to die because of unwarranted blood regrets?"

Wen Xing's words were extremely sincere, and his complexion was already pale, which made people unable to help being moved for a while.

Regarding the situation at home, Wen Xing once mentioned it to Emperor An Long, although this remark was really unfilial, it is understandable to come out of his mouth.

Emperor Anlong's face sank like water, and he didn't say a word.After a long while, he slowly opened his mouth and threw the question to Xie Yi.

"Prince, what do you think?"

Xie Yi seemed to ponder for a moment, and then bowed unhurriedly and said: "The Northern Dynasties have always paid attention to the word 'benevolence', and my son thinks that Wen Xing's words are also reasonable, and I hope my father will give him a chance to prove himself." .”

"Hmph, I'm afraid you want to give him a way out." Emperor An Long snorted softly, but still didn't take off Xie Yi's face, and said in a deep voice: "In that case, I will give you three days to prove that you are Wen's." Evidence of adopted son—your boy doesn’t count.”

Three days seemed tight, but it was enough for Wen Xing.

Such a big Wen Mansion, he couldn't believe that he couldn't find anything in three days.

Wen Xing thanked Emperor Anlong in a low voice, and exited Mingyuan Palace respectfully.

Not far from Mingyuan Palace, Wen Xing felt footsteps behind him.He froze in place.

"I don't know what orders His Royal Highness has?"

Wen Xing looked back, and there was only indifference in his shallow eyes, as if he and Xie Yi were just strangers whom he had met a few times.

Xie Yi's footsteps faltered, and his hands clenched tightly. After a while, he suppressed his emotions and said calmly, "If you need it, you can continue to live in the East Palace for the next three days."

"Thank you for your kindness, His Royal Highness, but there is no need." Wen Xing refused very simply, "I have my own residence, so don't worry about it, Your Highness."

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