Of course, the Third Prince knew these things very well, but with such favors, what could he say?
"Oh, after all, it's all my fault... I didn't expect that Master Shui would treat his biological daughter like this...ah..."
...
"Brother Three, what if Shuilian doesn't forgive me all the time?"
"!!!"
"Oh, you don't know how cold Shuilian is to me... No wonder, she suffered so much... it's all my fault..."
The third prince had no idea what to say. [26nbsp;]
The emperor's brother attributed all these responsibilities to him, and he never shied away at all. He almost never blamed Shuilian for a moment, but tried his best to make up for it-
The third prince could not answer the emperor's question. He was silent that night.
Just like the question he has thought about thousands of times - you can only choose one person between her and Cui Yunxi. Brother, who do you choose?
But, he won't say it!
Never!
Because the emperor's brother is the emperor, he takes concubines and gives birth to a son—it's nothing wrong, because he is the emperor. The emperor has no family affairs, and the emperor takes care of the safety of the world—it's impossible for a woman to leave anything else behind. That's Xia
Jie and King Zhou of Shang.
He sent her out of the palace, which she asked, and what the ministers asked - what if the emperor was infected, what should we do?
He was still thinking about her, which meant everything - it was true that he had deep affection, not hypocritical behavior.
He thought that they would always make up, so he would not make trouble by himself.
He did not go to see Shui Lian again.
That night, both of them were almost drunk-
Not drunk
But I got drunk with tea.
Because they had their own thoughts, the two of them fell asleep on the chair in a random manner.
In the middle of the night, the third prince stood up. When he heard the emperor's breathing sound, he stood up and walked under the flower stand - this place was in the opposite direction to Shui Lian's house - because he didn't
Dare to witness the lights in her room—
He knew that she must be still awake.
But what can I do when I am awake?—those teas seem to turn into wine, boiling and burning in my body in a scorching manner—just like the bizarre night when his spring dreams flooded.
When he was in front of the emperor, he thought this way, like a sin——After all, it was his own brother, and it was a mistake to think about it!