A carriage passed slowly on the streets of Chang'an City. The coachman seemed a little nervous, but he looked like a newcomer. He had never seen the prosperity and beauty of Chang'an City and had never seen so many people coming and going.

The carriage seemed to be afraid of encountering pedestrians, so he was very careful when he walked. The coachman looked back at the carriage from time to time, but his vision could not break through the carriage, so naturally he didn't know that the person sitting cross-legged in the carriage was calm and leisurely.

It has been a long time since he put on the prince's brocade clothes, and even King Xin himself is a little uncomfortable. He closes down and sits with a surprisingly calm mind.

In recent years, he only had hatred in his heart, and nothing else except hatred. He once told Yao Meilun that this seemingly beautiful Daning was full of ugliness in his eyes, and he wanted to make those who think they are beautiful feel pain.

Especially the emperor.

The emperor was his brother, who created the unprecedented strength of Daning now, making the world no longer stand side by side with Heiwu and Daning, but the Daning family dominated.

But what else is there in the emperor's mind besides this country?

What happened on the farm that year is still hard to let go of.

He wanted his brother to experience the pain, but how did he experience it? Li Chengtang also lost his brother? He had lost his brother, but he just didn't care.

So this pain is to make Daning hurt, which makes Li Chengtang feel pain.

The reason why he arranged for someone to attack him was just to see if there was any pain in Li Chengtang's eyes when he appeared in front of him with scars on his face.

They are brothers.

Even if he saw a little bit of heartache in Li Chengtang's eyes, he thought that he shouldn't be persistent, but no one could say this, and there was nothing more contradictory than him.

It's time to come?

King Xin sat in the carriage and thought that this section of the road was the most suitable for starting. Those big families had a large amount of manpower, material resources and financial resources. They could unscrupulously buy the gangsters and become their dead soldiers, but this was just what they saw on the surface. Under such a huge family interests, which family does not raise dead soldiers?

It’s just that these things are shameless, and no one will show off and say, “Look, do the dead soldiers I raise at home better than those you raise at home?

In the carriage, King Xin was ready.

At this moment, the carriage suddenly stopped, and a noise came from outside the carriage. King Xin slowly opened his eyes and waited for the person he arranged to break the carriage and stab him.

But it seemed that the outside became quiet again, and the coachman did not exclaim. Did the person he arranged to retreat again?

"According to your order, the Grand Inner Guard will command Wei Lan to welcome the prince into the palace."

The sound from outside the carriage made King Xin stunned, and then he smiled bitterly... Yes, his brother always likes to take control of everything in his hands, so how could he allow accidents to happen after he has appeared on the surface?

He opened the car door and came out and saw at least hundreds of imperial guards on the long street, as well as dozens of large inner guards in brocade clothes. The man in the head stood there and leaned over to salute, and the official uniform on his body showed his identity as the commander of the large inner guard.

Wei Lan saw King Xin get out of the car and leaned over again: "Your Majesty said that the prince is tired of returning from afar, so it is better to ask the prince to take the car in the palace."

He looked back and saw the carriage in the palace waiting there.

"Thank you for your grace."

King Xin leaned over and bowed, of course it was not Wei Lan who worshipped. He turned around and looked at his coachman and said, "Go back, don't wait for me."

The coachman responded quickly, stood beside the car and bent down to wait for him to leave.

"Prince."

Wei Lan said: "Your Majesty said that if there is anything you need before entering the palace, just say it, and we will arrange for someone to do it for the prince."

"No......"

King Xin climbed into the carriage from the palace, and when he was about to sit down, he suddenly remembered something, and then let out a sigh of relief.

"There is a shop in front of me to stop, so I'll give you a guide."

"yes."

Half an hour later, Weiyang Palace and Donghunting Pavilion.

After seeing the emperor, King Xin quickly accelerated his pace and was about to kneel down to salute, but the emperor pulled him up: "Why should this be done?"

King Xin stood up but seemed not to dare to look up at the emperor's face. He just lowered his head and said, "Damn the crime. The crime has been traveling outside and I don't know that Your Majesty summoned him. Please punish him."

"I know you're not playing."

The emperor looked at King Xin's face. He had grown so much in the past few years. He looked a few years older than him. King Xin was even younger than him, and he had always been carefree. Now he looked old because of the assassination on the farm.

"It's been a pain for you."

The emperor held up King Xin's hand and looked heartbroken. At that moment, King Xin's confidence was a little shaken, but for some reason I suddenly thought that the emperor might be doing a show, so his eyes flashed.

Isn’t this the greatest emperor in the world also the greatest actor?

There is no such thing as family affection in the imperial family.

"I know you are seeking medical treatment in southern Xinjiang, and I have sent many people to help you ask about medicine. The Shen family's clinic found a prescription and sent someone to overseas. I have been looking for the medicinal materials I need for two years but have not found all the materials..."

The emperor's voice paused and he shook his head: "I didn't do my best."

"His Majesty......"

King Xin looked a little frightened and leaned over and said, "Life and death are fate. Your Majesty has done his best, and I have done my best, so I have no regrets in my heart."

"I have it."

The emperor let out a long sigh, looked at King Xin's eyes and said, "I always thought I could control everything, and I always felt that everything was in my palm and could make any mistakes. If I thought about it more and arranged more about the day, I wouldn't..."

"His Majesty."

King Xin shook his head: "I don't want to talk about this anymore."

The emperor was stunned and nodded: "Okay, then I won't say it."

The atmosphere in the Donghun Pavilion became a little cold for a moment, and the two of them were speechless, and even the air seemed to solidify.

After a while, the emperor said, "I came back to you to tell you that in the future...if you can do it in the future, you will stay in Chang'an."

"I don't know."

Xin Wang said: "I will stay for a while when I return to Beijing this time. When my wish is over, I will still have to go back to southern Xinjiang. The climate there is suitable for her cultivation. Although the injuries cannot be cured, she can still survive. In the north, she may not be able to hold on for three years, and she can live for five years in southern Xinjiang..."

"Okay, okay, I follow you."

The emperor didn't know what to say for a moment.

"Your Majesty came to me to tell me what happened to Xiaoshan. I already know that Xiaoshan died on the battlefield for his loyalty to the country. I know that he was at ease to go, so I am at ease too."

The emperor opened his mouth again, but still couldn't say anything.

After a long time, the emperor turned around and ordered: "Let's pass on the meal, I want to have a few glasses of wine with King Xin."

"His Majesty."

King Xin leaned over and said, "I have quit drinking."

The emperor's expression froze.

“Have you stopped drinking?”

"I quit. She doesn't like me drinking. She used to be just about her own pleasure. She almost got drunk every day. She complained many times, but I didn't care. There is no reason for men not to drink when making friends outside. Therefore, I have quarreled many times, and I have beaten her..."

King Xin let out a long sigh, his eyes filled with regret.

"I think I will listen to her from now on."

The emperor nodded, turned his head back and didn't want King Xin to see that his eyes were wet. After pausing for a moment, he said, "Then just eat, don't drink, let's go to make tea."

Dai Fangzhou, who was waiting outside the door, responded quickly, and the East Warehouse fell into silence again.

The emperor sat down and the king stood there, and the two of them were speechless for a long time.

I don't know how long it took, but King Xin opened his mouth and the emperor also opened his mouth. Both of them seemed to want to say something at the same time, but after seeing each other open their mouths, they both stopped and waited.

The other party said that the result was even more embarrassing.

The emperor asked: "What do you want to say?"

King Xin shook his head: "I have nothing, what is your Majesty's order?"

The emperor also shook his head: "I... nothing."

They were originally brothers, one of the closest relationships in the world, but most of the brothers in this world are alienated, perhaps because of the distance, perhaps because of the distant heart, perhaps for profit, perhaps for the aura, or for mediocrity.

Especially after both brothers get married and have children, they often communicate more than with outsiders. Brothers have their own circles. They occasionally drink and chat with others to release themselves, but never sit down like this with their own brothers. They will most likely be a little embarrassed when they really sit down.

This is true for the Emperor and King Xin, and there is only embarrassment at this time.

Soon, Dai Fangzhou brought people to bring the dishes in. The Dongnuan Pavilion was soon filled with the fragrance of dishes, and the table was almost impossible to put. King Xin also had nothing to do, so he took a few more glances and then felt nervous.

The dishes on the table were all the ones he loved when he was a child.

"I......"

The emperor said with a trembling voice: "I am actually sorry for you. I have been alienated for too long, so I racked my brains to think about it and tried my best to think about it. I only remember what you liked to eat when you were a child, but I don't remember what you tasted when you grew up. Later I thought that it was not that I didn't remember it, but that I didn't know at all."

He suddenly leaned over and bowed: "It's wrong for being an older brother."

King Xin shook his body for a moment, turned around and wanted to go out, but walked to the door but stopped... He didn't want the emperor to see his current appearance, but he was reluctant to leave after leaving like this.

"Please eat with me."

The emperor's tone was pleading: "In the future, there may be less opportunities to have dinner together. You will live in southern Xinjiang for a long time."

King Xin raised his hand and wiped his tears, turned around and smiled, "I obey the order."

The two of them sat down next to the table, facing each other, watching the dishes on the table fell silent again.
To be continued...