73Chapter 73 News

"Han Zhang, don't blame your father. There is a difference between legitimate and illegitimate children. For the sake of the peace of the family, some things are unavoidable. Bei Weihou was depressed and couldn't help drinking a little more.

"Why do you say that, father? How can a son have resentment against his father?" Mu Han Zhang poured a glass of wine for his father. The father is the leader of the son. Even if his father wants his life, he can't resent it. Besides, his father has been very good to him, a illegitimate son.

Illegitimate sons cannot inherit the title. This is a rule since ancient times. When the late emperor was alive, the legitimate son of the Shouchang Earl died young. He himself had no legitimate brothers, so he requested to make the illegitimate son the prince. The late emperor said nothing and directly took away his family's title. Inheritance of the title, in the final analysis, depends on the grace of heaven. If the emperor is not happy, even if the son of the concubine's wife asks for the title, he will still take it away from you. , so even if he is outstanding, Beiwei Hou can't take this risk.

Mu Hanzhang knows that for his father, keeping the title left by his ancestors is the first priority. Only with the title can the family survive, so he, a little bastard, seems insignificant.

Is there any parent in the world who doesn't love their children? When his father taught him how to shoot, he said that waiting to inherit his father's title is nothing. Hanzhang should have ambition and earn a title when he grows up!

"Hey, you are too kind." Beiwei Hou's eyes were red with wine, and he looked at him and shook his head.

Mu Hanzhang frowned. It was rare to see his father so depressed. Could it be that Mu Lingbao was seriously ill? He asked tentatively, "Why didn't father go to court today?"

"I always think about keeping a low profile, but in the end I am still stuck in the quagmire," Beiwei Hou said to himself, "You go back and tell the prince, I can't do anything about it. "

Mu Hanzhang couldn't sit still when he heard this. It turned out that his father had been nagging him not to be resentful for a long time because of Jing Shao. Then there must be some trap in the court today!

He said goodbye and left in a hurry. As soon as he walked out of the hanging flower gate, he bumped into a person who was walking in quickly. Mu Hanzhang staggered. Instead of apologizing, the person put his arm around his waist and pinched him secretly: "Beauty, where are you going in such a hurry?"

Mu Hanzhang's handsome face flushed immediately, and he looked up and glared at Jing Shao's seemingly cold face. Looking at his appearance, he didn't seem to be wronged. While breathing a sigh of relief, he couldn't help rolling his eyes.

"This king has been to Beiwei Marquis's Mansion before, why haven't I seen such a handsome person? No, no, I will take you back to the palace today! "Jing Shao said this, and picked up the person in his arms horizontally, and pretended to sneer twice, "Don't roll your eyes, beauty, I will divorce my concubine today, and stay with you until the end of your life, and announce it in broad daylight..."

Mu Hanzhang hurriedly covered his mouth and looked around. Yunzhu had already pulled the servant who led the way to pull the carriage.

Jing Shao stretched out his tongue and gently licked the soft palm. Seeing that he moved away because of tickling, he couldn't help laughing and kissed him on the face.

Mu Hanzhang struggled to get down and straightened his wrinkled hem: "Why are you so happy?"

"Hehe, because I'm about to marry a marquis as my principal wife! "Jing Shao said with a smile.

Mu Hanzhang frowned and suddenly looked up at Jing Shao. Marquis's wife, what does this mean? Does Jing Shao know that Mu Lingbao will not live long? Suddenly he remembered that he had been thinking about coming back before the New Year to do something important, and then he said that he could not make it in time and let others do it. Could it be... Without saying anything, he pulled him out.

Jing Shao didn't know what was going on, and thought that his princess was embarrassed by him and wanted to take him away quickly, so he let him pull him, and deliberately dragged his steps backwards, looking like a cat that was reluctant to go out for a walk, rubbing against the ground and refusing to walk.

On the way back, Yunzhu drove the carriage back first, and the prince and the princess rode Xiaohei together.

"The prince fell into the water in the coldest days of winter." Mu Hanzhang turned his head and looked at Jing Shao.

"Really?" Jing Shao asked casually and didn't follow up.

"Do you know? "Mu Hanzhang narrowed his eyes.

"I've been with you all the time, how could I know?" Jing Shao said confidently, but it sounded like he was trying to cover up something.

Mu Hanzhang sighed, lowered his eyes and said, "Why take such a risk for me?"

"I'm just giving back..." Jing Shao said proudly, and suddenly realized that he had let the cat out of the bag halfway through. He couldn't say anything more. He looked down and saw his princess raising her eyebrows and laughing. The angry King Cheng turned his horse's head and went into a back street, pulled the person in his arms, and kissed her fiercely.

After the long kiss, Mu Hanzhang panted lightly, and the corners of his eyes were a little red. Jing Shao leaned forward and rubbed him with pity, and whispered, "I will pay back ten times and a hundred times to all those who hurt you!" His voice was soft and low, but it was more powerful than shouting loudly.

Mu Hanzhang looked at him steadily for a while, and slowly stroked his handsome face: "I no longer hate you. "

Jing Shao leaned over and kissed his palm, knowing that he was afraid that he would go too far: "Don't worry, Mu Lingbao will not die, I know the limit!"

"Then why did you say you wanted to marry a marquis as your principal wife?" Mu Hanzhang raised his eyebrows.

"Well..." Jing Shao leaned over and bit one of his ears, "I'll tell you tonight."

The two of them returned to the palace with a lot of noise, and Mr. Yun said that Doctor Jiang was visiting.

Doctor Jiang was Jiang Lang's father. Jing Shao specially asked him to treat the princess' injuries when she got married. This man has always been reluctant to get too close to royal relatives and nobles. Why did he take the initiative to visit today?

The two looked at each other, and Mu Hanzhang whispered a few words in Jing Shao's ear. Jing Shao nodded knowingly, and the two went to the main hall together.

"How are you, Doctor Jiang?" Jing Shao politely asked him to sit down, exempting him from the formalities.

"Tomorrow is the Lantern Festival, and I am here to give you a New Year's gift." Doctor Jiang was obviously not very good at this, and his words were a little stiff.

Mu Hanzhang chuckled and took the things that Doctor Jiang was carrying in person: "You are too polite, how can the Jiang family and the Cheng Wang Mansion still need these empty gifts?"

Doctor Jiang smiled uncomfortably. Last year, the prince said he would help Jiang Lang find a job, but he was directly asked to join the Cheng Wang's personal army. From that moment on, their Jiang family was inevitably tied to the Cheng Wang. When he reacted, it was too late: "I came here today because I have something to ask the prince."

Mu Hanzhang handed Doctor Jiang's gift to Yunzhu and whispered a few words.

Doctor Jiang said that Jiang Lang's mother had been in poor health recently, and he wanted to ask the prince to transfer Jiang Lang back to the capital so that he could serve his mother often.

"I thought it was something, so easy to talk about," Jing Shao said with a smile, "I'll arrange it for him after the Lantern Festival, but it's better to wait until his reward comes, so that he can get a good job at a higher position."

"Thank you, Your Highness!" Doctor Jiang breathed a sigh of relief.

"Jiang Lang is the right-hand man of Your Highness. Even if he is transferred back to the capital, he will definitely not be bullied. You can rest assured." Mu Hanzhang said casually.

Doctor Jiang heard the words, and his expression, which had just been relaxed, tensed up again. The fight for the crown prince has almost been put on the table. He doesn't want to get involved, but what Princess Cheng said is true. Now no matter where Jiang Lang goes, others know that he came from the personal army of King Cheng. Once he is branded, it will be difficult to break free. Thinking of this, he can't help but feel a little depressed.

As Zhen was talking, Yunzhu walked in with a box.

"These are some rare medicinal herbs we got in the southwest. We won't use them if we keep them in the mansion. Doctor Jiang, take them and nourish Madam." Mu Hanzhang gestured to Yunzhu to hand over the box.

"This..." Doctor Jiang wanted to refuse, but the princess had already sealed the conversation, so he couldn't say no, so he had to take it.

After Doctor Jiang took it, Mu Hanzhang sat down next to his own prince and said lightly: "There is another small matter I want to ask you."

"Princess, please tell me." Since he was given a small matter, Doctor Jiang couldn't refuse.

"The prince of Beiwei Marquis's Mansion invited the doctor to see him a few days ago, but I don't know what disease he has?" Mu Hanzhang stroked the teacup in his hand and asked slowly, "I heard it's very serious, I'm afraid it's..." The last word was drawn out for a long time, with a faint sigh.

"Princess, don't be too sad," Doctor Jiang sighed, "that place is the weakest, it may be difficult to recover from the frostbite, even the doctor is at a loss."