Happy Spring Every Year

Chapter 275 I didn’t mean that

Zhao Huailang was lying on the couch facing inward, with Lu Yao standing in front of the couch, whispering the decree issued at the morning court today.

When Zhao Huailang heard that Zhao Yuanye was made the crown prince and that he himself was stripped of his title and demoted to a commoner, he felt no wavering in his heart.

However, when Lu Yao mentioned that Cui Daoyuan was sentenced to death in the autumn and all members of the Cui family were exiled, Zhao Huailang trembled all over, moved his lips, but in the end he only let out a bitter smile.

The winner is the king and the loser is the bandit.

If you say you are unwilling, then yes.

But as my grandfather always said, "Live ambitiously and fight for your life."

When he entered the palace with the letter yesterday, he was already prepared to have his head and body severed.

After all, if even he can't save the situation this time, it is only a matter of time before his grandfather pleads guilty and the Cui family suffers.

Unexpectedly, in the end, he was the only one left alive.

Mother...

Zhao Huailang frowned, but after a moment, his brows slowly relaxed and he smiled with relief.

His mother once told him that she had experienced all the prosperity and power in the world.

If you succeed, you will have a panoramic view of the world's splendor. If you fail...

Even if she left, she would leave in a dignified manner.

yes......

Since you have tried your best, even if you fail, you should accept all the consequences calmly.

If you keep arguing about it and begging for mercy with tears, you will only make yourself a laughing stock and lose your composure.

He is a descendant of the Zhao family and a son of the Cui family. His kneecap cannot bend.

When his thoughts reached this point, Zhao Huailang had made up his mind and slowly turned around.

"Lu Yao."

His voice was hoarse, but calm and composed.

"Your Majesty."

Lu Yao hurriedly leaned over to listen.

Zhao Huailang shook his head and said, "Don't call me Prince anymore. Help me up and go to the desk over there."

Lu Yao moved his lips, a trace of sadness appeared between his brows, but he still obediently used force with his hands to help Zhao Huailang over.

However, after walking just a dozen steps, Zhao Huailang sat down and felt a tightness and pain in his chest due to panting.

He laughed at himself, asked Lu Yao to get some cold tea, and started to grind ink to write.

Seeing the prince, who was always so majestic, look so pale, Lu Yao felt a pang of pain in his throat and whispered:

"Your Majesty."

Zhao Huailang stopped what he was doing, turned his head to look at Lu Yao, and said in a hoarse voice: "Lu Yao, you can go by yourself after leaving the palace."

"Saving your life back then was just a simple favor, but you are a man of the martial arts world and you value friendship and loyalty, so you must repay the favor."

"I saw that you are a skilled warrior and that you could be of use to me, so I kept you here."

"I've used you for the past few years, putting you in danger numerous times. Whatever favor you may have received, I've already repaid it."

"Go ahead and continue living your life of taking revenge. The world is vast and you will be free and at ease."

After saying so many words in one breath, Zhao Huailang felt an unbearable pain in his chest.

But he didn't want to worry Lu Yao anymore, so he quickly lowered his head to hide his expression and picked up the pen to write again.

Upon hearing this, Lu Yao took a step forward, his face full of anxiety, "What about you, Your Highness? What do you have——"

squeak-

At this moment, the palace door was pushed open from the outside.

Zhao Huailang didn't even look up, knowing that they were here to drive him out of the palace.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, Lu Yao's shocked voice rang out beside him: "Princess...Princess?"

Zhao Huailang suddenly turned his head and saw Zhen Hanyi walking towards him and stopping in front of the desk.

She looked very bad.

Her usually charming face seemed to have been soaked by severe frost, revealing an unconcealable haggardness and paleness.

Zhao Huailang opened his mouth, but he was so embarrassed that he was speechless for a moment.

Zhen Hanyi's tearful eyes moved across Zhao Huailang's face, her long eyelashes trembled slightly, and then she lowered her eyes.

His eyes fell on the desk, and he saw the three words "Divorce Letter" from the tip of Zhao Huailang's pen.

Zhen Hanyi swayed slightly, and only managed to stand by supporting herself on the desk with both hands. She stammered for a moment before uttering a trembling voice:

"Your Majesty, I come from the East Palace."

Zhao Huailang came back to his senses after hearing this, lowered his brows and continued to pick up his pen. Just as he was about to speak, Zhen Hanyi spoke first.

"The Crown Princess told me that the prince confessed everything and only pleaded for mercy for me and Mu'er."

Zhao Huailang frowned and said in a cold voice: "You are a woman, and you are ignorant. I am not begging for mercy, I am just telling the truth. Mu'er is young, so there is no need to say anything."

In the past, Zhen Hanyi would be frightened by Zhao Huailang’s cold face.

But since that day at the Jokhang Temple, perhaps because they had talked it out, she no longer felt afraid of Zhao Huailang.

"Your Highness is such an intelligent person, could it be that he thinks that the Crown Princess and the others are completely unaware of the fact that I appeared at the Jokhang Temple and met you and Gu Xizhi?"

"I concealed the truth and did not report it. If the Crown Princess wants to investigate, I will definitely bear the consequences."

When Zhao Huailang heard this, he raised his head, his face full of impatience.

"Ye... The Crown Prince knows your character and has already said that he won't hold you accountable. Why are you rushing to confess?"

"After returning home, I will give you a divorce letter, and we will have nothing to do with each other from now on."

"I've accompanied you back to the Zhen family before. Your parents' love for you is genuine. I'm sure they will protect you even if you divorce and return home this time."

"Mu'er...Mu'er has always been closer to you. I think you can't bear to leave him, so let him go back to the Zhen family with you."

"After all, he has a special status and will be subject to scrutiny in the future. You don't have to worry. Just teach him to be polite and obedient. The Crown Prince and the others won't make things difficult for him."

It was obvious that Zhao Huailang had thought about these words over and over in his mind, so when he said them this time, he had almost arranged a retreat for Zhen Hanyi and Zhao Yuanmu.

Zhen Hanyi listened to these words that sounded like instructions for her final wishes. Even though she tried her best to hold it back, she couldn't help but shed tears.

"What about the prince?"

"Strangled to death with a white silk scarf in a deserted place, even if the body was left exposed in the wilderness, leaving Mu'er fatherless at a young age, just to preserve this proud spirit?"

Zhao Huailang's eyelids twitched slightly when he heard this.

Zhen Hanyi smiled miserably, "Your Majesty, from beginning to end, you never asked what I meant."

"You are always like this, talking to yourself and being self-righteous!"

Zhen Hanyi suddenly reached out, snatched the paper on the table, and tore it into pieces.

Tears rolled down her cheeks one by one. Zhen Hanyi suddenly paused, looked at Zhao Huailang with tears in her eyes, and said in a trembling voice:

"Or is it that in the prince's heart, I, Zhen Hanyi, am unworthy. I use my beauty to please others, and I am obsessed with power. When disaster strikes, everyone flees!"

Zhao Huailang closed his eyes, not wanting to see Zhen Hanyi's tears again, but her low sobs still reached his ears.

His throat rolled for a long time before he finally spoke in a hoarse voice, with helplessness and reluctance, "You know very well that this is not what I meant."

Upon hearing this, Zhen Hanyi's eyes fixed on Zhao Huailang's face, but her tears flowed even more violently.

She has long been deeply in love with the man in front of her and has admired him for many years.

If he was so ruthless this time, even for Mu'er, she would just give up the thought, part ways with him, and cut off all ties.

Even though he had lost all hope and ambition, he still couldn't forget her and Mu'er. Every word he said was an excuse and a plot for them.

She had said it long ago that if the prince did not stop, even the Bodhisattva would not bless them.

Now he has tasted the bitter fruit and got what he deserved. There is no turning back.

However, no matter how much others resented and cursed the prince, he was her husband, Mu'er's father, and the man she poured all her love into.

How could she, how could she bear to let him end his life like this...

"Your Majesty, I have gone to see my mother."

Zhao Huailang raised his eyes suddenly when he heard this.