Chapter 278 This Son Will Kill His Father
Looking at the woman sleeping comfortably in the quilt, King Zhao was hesitant to move.
He looked at the woman in front of him with inquiring eyes.
Will such a woman be the one who will be able to make great achievements, stir up trouble, and overthrow the imperial court in the future?
But everything that Ji Er said before came true one by one, it didn’t seem false.
And her child, Ji Er said that the Fourth Prince would lead an army to rebel in the future, kill his father with his own hands, and ascend the throne.
The fourth prince she mentioned is the fourth son of the current King Zhao.
Under such a huge impact, the good news that King Zhao would be able to ascend the throne and become emperor in the future was not so exciting.
——In King Zhao’s heart, he was always certain that he could ascend to that position.
Of course, his other brothers had the same idea.
It was also based on this information obtained from Ji Er's mouth that King Zhao did not visit Ji during this period.
He was not sure how he should treat this woman.
Ji Yunqing was sleeping, but he became more awake as he slept.
She always felt like a pair of eyes were staring at her, but... she thought for a long time in a daze.
She thought that she was sleeping with her eyes closed, so if someone saw her, she would have to open her eyes...wait
It seems like if someone is staring at her, there is no need for her to close her eyes with her!
Does that mean someone is really watching her?
Late at night...is it the kind of thing that you can see but can't catch?
She didn't hurt anyone!
The more Ji Yunqing thought about it, the more frightened he became. He turned over with difficulty and wrapped himself tightly in the quilt.
That gaze that seemed to be real followed him like a shadow.
Something is wrong, it seems there really is a ghost!
Ji Yunqing suddenly opened her eyes and saw that there was really someone in front of her. Her heart was pounding with fear and she covered her mouth reflexively.
Don’t shout, everyone is sleeping!
It's so touching that she still remembers not to disturb others' rest at this time.
But, is this a human or... a ghost?
She doesn't know wow!
Ji Yunqing wrapped himself tightly in the quilt, muttering to himself: "The inside of the quilt is a safe zone, ghosts, don't enter, don't enter! The quilt is a recognized safe zone, ghosts can't get into my bed, you have to observe ghost ethics"
Women have female virtues, men have male virtues, and ghosts naturally have ghost virtues.
After hearing these words, the doubts that had just arisen in King Zhao's heart disappeared, and he felt as if it was a joke!
She looks so stupid and doesn't seem so smart. Does she really have such great ability?
It's not like all the ministers of the previous dynasty died out, so why would they let this idiot stir up trouble?
Ji Yunqing had no idea that she was being called an idiot. She looked at the "thing" outside and the more she looked at it, the more familiar it looked.
After a while, he held the quilt and asked in a low voice: "Prince? Are you the prince?"
King Zhao lowered his voice and said, "It's me."
"Oh, it's really you!"
Ji Yunqing suddenly relaxed, "I thought it was something else, I'm glad it's you, I'm glad it's you"
"Why are you here? Come here, it's so cold standing there, sit down quickly, I've warmed up the place for you."
She stood up and enthusiastically led the man to the bed.
She muttered, "It's so late, Your Majesty, you still come to see me. I thought you were going to accompany Concubine Wen all the time."
Being held by a pair of soft little hands, King Zhao couldn't help curling his lips and said, "I was thinking about you, so I came to see you. I thought you would be so sad that you couldn't eat after I left!"
Ji Yunqing blinked and thought to himself, when did this guy become so considerate?
"I was really sad when the prince passed away, but fortunately we still have Ruirui. Ruirui is a filial child.
He tried very hard to coax me today. Although it’s not as effective as the prince, it’s still good enough!”
When saying the word "Rui Rui", Ji Yunqing clearly noticed that King Zhao's body stiffened briefly.
Although it was very subtle, Ji Yunqing was holding onto Prince Zhao's arm and so he noticed it in time.
She understood instantly.
This person came over in the middle of the night to talk about Ruirui.
After realizing this, but not knowing the specific reason, Ji Yunqing simply continued to blame Ruirui.
Ji Yunqing led King Zhao to sit beside the bed, and sat next to him, saying in a brisk tone: "Your Highness, did you come to see Ruirui today?
One time, I couldn’t sleep in the middle of the night and went to check on him, and found that the little guy was awake too. I played with him for a long time before I fell asleep.
King Zhao wanted to go and see, but the words "killing his father with his own hands" kept lingering in his ears, which made King Zhao uneasy.
He thought about treating the mother and son coldly all the time.
Today is probably the last time he can come here.
I don't want to kill my son, but I don't know what to do with him.
Because according to his original plan, the child to be raised as the heir was Zhier, the daughter of Concubine Li.
——This was his only son before, and King Zhao even began to doubt his own inability to have children, as he only had this one son in his life.
I didn't expect that he now has four children.
Before King Zhao could figure out what was going on, Ji Yunqing had already pulled him up from the bed he had just sat on.
"Come on, let's go and take a sneak peek, just one look!"
As he spoke, Ji Yunqing pulled the person out.
When Ruirui was a child, he often lived in a room farther away when King Zhao came over, and lived in the room next to Ji Yunqing when King Zhao was not around.
In this way, Ji Yunqing can quickly know if there is any movement of the child.
Now Ruirui has grown up. He is a child with strong opinions and can make his own choices.
So he stayed in the side room tonight.
Ji Yunqing walked very fast and soon pulled King Zhao to the door.
King Zhao opened the door with familiarity and finally saw the familiar little figure.
He walked slowly to the crib, lowered his head and stared at the child in front of him who was breathing evenly.
Unconsciously, when King Zhao was not noticing, the child's eyes gradually opened a little, and the faces of both him and Ji could be vaguely seen.
With delicate and cute eyebrows and eyes, one can guess that this child will have a good appearance in the future.
As King Zhao thought about it, he became more and more absent-minded.
Suddenly, the bed was empty. King Zhao reached out and grabbed it reflexively, but only the quilt which was still warm was left.
The dissatisfied voice of the woman in my ear sounded first: "My Lord, what are you doing?"
Ji Yunqing held the child tightly in his arms with a very cold look.
A cold sweat broke out on my back.
She had just seen with her own eyes that the man's hands and paws were about to touch her son's thin neck.
Just a little bit.
What does he want to do?
King Zhao came back to his senses and asked, "What did I intend to do?"
"No idea what to do?"
Ji Yunqing's tone suddenly rose, but considering the child in her arms, she gritted her teeth and suppressed her anger.
She sneered: "Your Majesty, what did you want to do? Your Majesty, do you want to think about your dog paw just now and where you put your hand?"