The child knelt on the ground and kowtowed for a long time. He was the biggest victim. From beginning to end, he was a chess piece in the hands of adults. He was tortured like a little monster. In the end, he survived and didn't even know how long he could live.
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His Majesty turned around and left.
Behind him, the child's cheers came: "Mother's mother... are we free?"
"Mother's wife... can I eat Persian candy again? After I went to the fiefdom, can I ride a horse and shoot arrows freely??"
...
It was Cui Yunxi's voice, with unbelievable ecstasy in his trembling: "Cheng'er... You can eat from now on, eat whatever you want... You are free... Chun'er, you are free... Thank God...
Thank you for your kindness…”
That was the ending she couldn't believe.
A lowly Yangzhou thin horse has been toys for others all his life, tossing and turning, wandering and sinking. Now, at least one son is still her - even if he is ugly and looks like a monster, he is also her son.
It is her last hope in her life.
"Mother's wife... it's better to go to the fiefdom than to be in the palace... I don't like the palace... It's not fun at all..."
The palace is not fun at all, it is a summary of a child.
"Mother, we will never come back... We can't ride horses, shoot arrows, and we won't be free... I don't like it... We will never come back in the future..."
Yes, they will never step into the capital in their entire lives.
His Majesty wanted to look back at him, but he held back.
The palace is not fun at all - he agrees very much with this sentence - he never felt that any day in the palace was a surprise and worthy of pride. Since he was the crown prince at the age of six, he was
In this way, life will never change.
Poor Yuan Yi, will he also think the palace is not fun at all in the future?
The prince was in charge, with every move, every word and action, everyone was staring at and restraining. How could he play?
...
As soon as I returned to the imperial study, a guard came in and reported secretly.
He opened the secret letter, his hand shook, and the secret letter fell to the ground.
The hand was so soft that there was no trace of strength, the eyes were dark and the heart was like a knife cut. This was expected, but it was still unacceptable.
"His Majesty……"
He said in a deep voice: "Remember, you must not disclose this matter at all, and you must not let the queen know."