Yan Que respectfully stepped forward and said: "To return to the emperor, the prince is considerate of his subordinates, but he only points to the end and does not decide the winner."
Even though he preserved the dignity of the Xuanyuan royal family without humiliating himself, he really knew how to speak. Emperor Xuanyuan snorted a cold voice from his nose: "Go back to the palace."
The tiger father has no sons. I don't take the royal family seriously, so the son I taught him must not be much better. However, Yan Que is better than him, and he also knows how to save face for the emperor's son.
Xuanyuan Ci followed the emperor dejectedly, and when he boarded the Dragon Boat Festival, Xuanyuan Ci couldn't help but look back at Yan Que.
The man's tall body stood majestically, neither humble nor arrogant. His eyes met each other. Xuanyuan's compassionate heart suddenly skipped a beat, as if he was burned by the other person's gaze. He quickly jumped onto the carriage and followed Emperor Xuanyuan back to the palace.
…
In the study room of Prince Mu's Mansion, sandalwood was rising slowly, and Xuanyuan Mu listened carefully to Gu Donglai's report.
"Prince Changping came into the palace today to help Princess Changping vent her anger. Unexpectedly, he met Prince Huijiang. The two almost got into a fight in the imperial garden. After that, Prince Changping wanted to ask the emperor to uphold justice..."
Xuanyuan Mu's eyes sharpened, and the arrogant face of King Changping immediately appeared in his mind.
"What happened next?" he asked coldly.
Gu Donglai smiled: "It didn't take long for the Ninth Prince to lead his troops and return to the palace. The emperor was furious and took the Ninth Prince back. But it seemed that King Changping didn't want to give up. Yu Buhuan... This time he got into trouble
We’re in big trouble.”
Xuanyuan Mu sneered and said: "King Changping is so confident, I'm afraid he will die soon."
Gu Dong came and looked at him: "The more they fight, the better our chances of winning, and so many years of deployment will not be in vain."
Xuanyuan Mu showed a beast-like bloodthirsty gaze, leaving all his children's personal relationships behind, replacing them with his ambition to dominate the world.
"You're right. The harder they fight, the greater our chances of winning."
After years of stinging, I finally started to get some clues.
Once King Yan Hui and King Changping start fighting, my father will be very worried. How can he care about anything else?
Xuanyuan Mu subconsciously touched the position of his right hand. There was a gap there. Due to the passage of time, it was almost impossible to tell that he had been injured, but this did not mean that the wound did not exist.
No dynasty would allow the emperor to have six fingers. In order to let him have the same competitive platform as others, his mother and concubine cut off the extra fingers.
What does a child know? He knows nothing. The only thing he knows is pain.
I wanted to shout, but couldn't. I wanted to struggle, but my limbs were held down.
"Mu'er, don't blame the mother and concubine. If you do, blame your father for being cruel and leaving us orphans and widowed mothers here without a care. The mother and concubine's hope lies in you. Do you hear that? Do you hear that?
"The stern question still makes me feel scared when I think about it.
Therefore, on the day when his mother-in-law was sentenced to death, he did not feel sad or sad. Instead, he was happy that this woman could finally leave him.
Without his mother and concubine, he still has his father.
But one day the child discovered that his father didn't like him either, and even looked at him with indifference. The child was thinking, what did he do wrong? Why doesn't his father like me?
At that age when he needed his father's love, he did not enjoy any care at all.
If Yan Hui hadn't gifted him a great cloak, I'm afraid he would still be living in the cold palace watching other people's eyes.
Yan Que respectfully stepped forward and said: "To return to the emperor, the prince is considerate of his subordinates, but he only points to the end and does not decide the winner."
Even though he preserved the dignity of the Xuanyuan royal family without humiliating himself, he really knew how to speak. Emperor Xuanyuan snorted a cold voice from his nose: "Go back to the palace."
The tiger father has no sons. I don't take the royal family seriously, so the son I taught him must not be much better. However, Yan Que is better than him, and he also knows how to save face for the emperor's son.
Xuanyuan Ci followed the emperor dejectedly, and when he boarded the Dragon Boat Festival, Xuanyuan Ci couldn't help but look back at Yan Que.
The man's tall body stood majestically, neither humble nor arrogant. His eyes met each other. Xuanyuan's compassionate heart suddenly skipped a beat, as if he was burned by the other person's gaze. He quickly jumped onto the carriage and followed Emperor Xuanyuan back to the palace.
…
In the study room of Prince Mu's Mansion, sandalwood was rising slowly, and Xuanyuan Mu listened carefully to Gu Donglai's report.
"Prince Changping came into the palace today to help Princess Changping vent her anger. Unexpectedly, he met Prince Huijiang. The two almost got into a fight in the imperial garden. After that, Prince Changping wanted to ask the emperor to uphold justice..."
Xuanyuan Mu's eyes sharpened, and the arrogant face of King Changping immediately appeared in his mind.
"What happened next?" he asked coldly.
Gu Donglai smiled: "It didn't take long for the Ninth Prince to lead his troops and return to the palace. The emperor was furious and took the Ninth Prince back. But it seemed that King Changping didn't want to give up. Yu Buhuan... This time he got into trouble
We’re in big trouble.”
Xuanyuan Mu sneered and said: "King Changping is so confident, I'm afraid he will die soon."
Gu Dong came and looked at him: "The more they fight, the better our chances of winning, and so many years of deployment will not be in vain."
Xuanyuan Mu showed a beast-like bloodthirsty gaze, leaving all his children's personal relationships behind, replacing them with his ambition to dominate the world.
"You're right. The harder they fight, the greater our chances of winning."
After years of stinging, I finally started to get some clues.
Once King Yan Hui and King Changping start fighting, my father will be very worried. How can he care about anything else?
Xuanyuan Mu subconsciously touched the position of his right hand. There was a gap there. Due to the passage of time, it was almost impossible to tell that he had been injured, but this did not mean that the wound did not exist.
No dynasty would allow the emperor to have six fingers. In order to let him have the same competitive platform as others, his mother and concubine cut off the extra fingers.
What does a child know? He knows nothing. The only thing he knows is pain.
I wanted to shout, but couldn't. I wanted to struggle, but my limbs were held down.
"Mu'er, don't blame the mother and concubine. If you do, blame your father for being cruel and leaving us orphans and widowed mothers here without a care. The mother and concubine's hope lies in you. Do you hear that? Do you hear that?
"The stern question still makes me feel scared when I think about it.
Therefore, on the day when his mother-in-law was sentenced to death, he did not feel sad or sad. Instead, he was happy that this woman could finally leave him.
Without his mother and concubine, he still has his father.
But one day the child discovered that his father didn't like him either, and even looked at him with indifference. The child was thinking, what did he do wrong? Why doesn't his father like me?
At that age when he needed his father's love, he did not enjoy any care at all.
If Yan Hui hadn't gifted him a great cloak, I'm afraid he would still be living in the cold palace watching other people's eyes.
