
Han Zhao was silent, frozen when he found out that a baby, forcibly captured by emperor Haocun Li in the forest, was a child named Hong Li.
"That baby, Hong Li??" asked the surprised Han Zhao.
Han Zhao who was surprised even forgot the face of the Father from Hong Li when in the forest at that time.
"You've returned my husband" said the Empress who came out of nowhere.
'This woman?? Hong Li's adoptive empress??'
"Yes, what about Jing Li?? Is she asleep??" asked Emperor Haocun Li with his smile.
The empress smiled faintly "Yes, Jing Li has just fallen asleep in her room"
"I think I'm late to the temple"
"No, my husband you-the " Empress stopped her speech as she realized that emperor Haocun Li was holding a baby.
"What's up, Jiao Li??" haocun Li asked as she looked at the empress' shocked expression.
"Who's son did you bring back to this temple, my husband" the empress asked in a brick.
Emperor Haocun Li smiled then explained to Empress Jiao Li, Who, how, and why he brought the child back to the Li royal residence.
"Hong Li?? What a beautiful name"
"You want to carry her, Jiao Li??"
"Ahh-really?? Can I hold her??" the Empress asked with her happy smile.
Emperor Haocun Li nodded with a small smile at the empress who loved children so much.
'Empress Jiao Li?? Hong Li's adoptive mother actually has a very soft heart, even so sincere with Hong Li' muttered Han Zhao who was touched when he saw the behavior of the empress Jiao Li to Hong Li, his adopted son.
Upon seeing the event, it arrived that the surroundings of Han Zhao were again enveloped in darkness.
Han Zhao was now ready with what he would see next although in his mind still wondering, why would emperor Haocun Li bring Hong Li back to the Li residence.
SINGHHH?!!
The sound of the sword being ejected from its place, Han Zhao who heard the voice started to turn his head to the right and to the left, to look for the source of the sound.
"Httssss.." the sound of crying enveloped his dark place.
"What place is this, whose cry is it??" han Zhao asked as he covered his ears with both hands.
Before long the sound of crying disappeared, the dark spot where Han Zhao began to show a palace room, with two small children inside of him, was dark, One of them was a 10-year-old girl and the other was a 3-year-old man.
"Who are they??" han Zhao asked as he lowered his hand from his ear.
"Why can a lowly person like you be made a candidate for crown prince" the girl snapped with a sword in her hand.
"Woee-for what is the sword in your hand that is" Han Zhao was very panicked when he saw the girl holding the sword start walking closer to the little boy in front of him.
"Jjiejie, Duibuqi...Jiejie" the boy cried in fear.
'Jiejie?? Hah??.....don't say that the girl is the older sister of the child??' Han Zhao chuckled when he heard the whimpering of the boy.
"Your presence here, will only be a burden on this family?? Go to your death" exclaimed the girl as she ran towards the boy in front of her with a sword ready with a single strike.
"STOPNNN!!!!! WOEEE" shouted Han Zhao who kept trying to stop the girl's intentions.
Han Zhao's eyes were made unblinkingly as he looked, the girl had actually stabbed the boy in the stomach in front of her.
Blood continued to flow out of the boy's stomach, the floor of the room was now filled with fresh red blood belonging to the boy.
"When she's resting, Hong Li" the girl said as she walked out of the room, leaving the badly injured boy inside.
'Ho-Hong Li??'