"What did you say about me?" Xia Huanzhi picked up the tea bowl and took a sip. Well, the taste of Taiping Houkui is quite authentic.
"Anxious and eager to win!" Xia Yan revealed his brother's flaws without mercy. Of course, this was because he was about to die.
Xia Huanzhi put his hands behind his back and gave Xia Yan a sarcastic smile: "If it weren't for these shortcomings, I believe it would never have been your turn to sit on that dragon chair!"
Xia Yan was not angry, but asked with interest: "After being the regent for so many days, how do you feel about the chair?"
It's cold, hard, and uncomfortable to lean on. This is Xia Huanzhi's innermost thoughts.
Xia Yan seemed to be able to see through his thoughts, and Shi Shiran said: "Only after sitting on it can you realize the uniqueness of that chair. Not everyone can sit on it!"
Xia Huanzhi withdrew his eyes disdainfully and looked away: "Xia Yan, do you still remember what happened by Taiye Pond?"
Xia Yan narrowed his eyes: "Yeah!"
He would never forget that scene. Because of that incident, he was imprisoned in the cold palace by his father and was only released two years later.
"Why did you let go?" Xia Huanzhi looked at him with great confusion: "I have no enmity with you, why do you treat me like this?"
The past is too painful to look back on, and no one thought that it would be brought up again today.
But Xia Huanzhi couldn't take care of it anymore, he was going to die eventually. He never wanted to die, and he was still thinking about this stupid thing that couldn't be brought to light.
Xia Yan frowned: "I remember, it was you who asked me to let go!"
Xia Huanzhi was furious because of his denial and shouted: "Nonsense, I never said that I wanted you to let go!"
Faced with Xia Huanzhi's anger, Xia Yan remained calm: "My hands were sweating at that time, but you were still grabbing the lotus with all your strength. Just when I was about to lose my grip, you looked back at me!"
"Is this king looking at you?"
"Yes, your eyes tell me that it doesn't matter if you let go!"
"...My eyes? My eyes are telling you to hold on tighter. If you really can't move forward, you can grab my clothes, but you will never let go! I can't swim at all!"
Xia Yan was stunned for a moment, then sighed belatedly: "I don't know that your eyes are so complicated!"
"..."
Xia Huanzhi sat back down angrily and took a big gulp of tea: "Isn't it true that you killed the brothers?"
Xia Yan lowered his face: "They forced me to do this!"
There are some things that you don’t want to do, but you have to do them. There are some people that you want to keep, but you have to get rid of them. A person’s behavior and status are directly proportional. When one day he has the world, everything he thinks about will no longer matter.
Maybe it’s the same as when I was a prince!
Xia Huanzhi is a prince and has room for advancement and retreat, but he doesn't. Behind him is an abyss of eternal destruction. No one can provide a way out. He can only keep moving forward, even though the front is full of thorns. Every step he takes will lead to failure.
It was dripping with blood, and no matter who it was, it was inevitable to be scratched.
Because if you don't move forward, you will die.
The problem is, he doesn't want to die yet!
Xia Huanzhi sneered: "Everyone has difficulties, but you should never use other people's lives to fill your difficulties."
"Then according to your opinion, I should keep them and let them rebel and usurp their throne like you."
Xia Huanzhi was speechless and held back a sentence for a long time: "Isn't this an attempt to usurp the throne?"
"What did you say about me?" Xia Huanzhi picked up the tea bowl and took a sip. Well, the taste of Taiping Houkui is quite authentic.
"Anxious and eager to win!" Xia Yan revealed his brother's flaws without mercy. Of course, this was because he was about to die.
Xia Huanzhi put his hands behind his back and gave Xia Yan a sarcastic smile: "If it weren't for these shortcomings, I believe it would never have been your turn to sit on that dragon chair!"
Xia Yan was not angry, but asked with interest: "After being the regent for so many days, how do you feel about the chair?"
It's cold, hard, and uncomfortable to lean on. This is Xia Huanzhi's innermost thoughts.
Xia Yan seemed to be able to see through his thoughts, and Shi Shiran said: "Only after sitting on it can you realize the uniqueness of that chair. Not everyone can sit on it!"
Xia Huanzhi withdrew his eyes disdainfully and looked away: "Xia Yan, do you still remember what happened by Taiye Pond?"
Xia Yan narrowed his eyes: "Yeah!"
He would never forget that scene. Because of that incident, he was imprisoned in the cold palace by his father and was only released two years later.
"Why did you let go?" Xia Huanzhi looked at him with great confusion: "I have no enmity with you, why do you treat me like this?"
The past is too painful to look back on, and no one thought that it would be brought up again today.
But Xia Huanzhi couldn't take care of it anymore, he was going to die eventually. He never wanted to die, and he was still thinking about this stupid thing that couldn't be brought to light.
Xia Yan frowned: "I remember, it was you who asked me to let go!"
Xia Huanzhi was furious because of his denial and shouted: "Nonsense, I never said that I wanted you to let go!"
Faced with Xia Huanzhi's anger, Xia Yan remained calm: "My hands were sweating at that time, but you were still grabbing the lotus with all your strength. Just when I was about to lose my grip, you looked back at me!"
"Is this king looking at you?"
"Yes, your eyes tell me that it doesn't matter if you let go!"
"...My eyes? My eyes are telling you to hold on tighter. If you really can't move forward, you can grab my clothes, but you will never let go! I can't swim at all!"
Xia Yan was stunned for a moment, then sighed belatedly: "I don't know that your eyes are so complicated!"
"..."
Xia Huanzhi sat back down angrily and took a big gulp of tea: "Isn't it true that you killed the brothers?"
Xia Yan lowered his face: "They forced me to do this!"
There are some things that you don’t want to do, but you have to do them. There are some people that you want to keep, but you have to get rid of them. A person’s behavior and status are directly proportional. When one day he has the world, everything he thinks about will no longer matter.
Maybe it’s the same as when I was a prince!
Xia Huanzhi is a prince and has room for advancement and retreat, but he doesn't. Behind him is an abyss of eternal destruction. No one can provide a way out. He can only keep moving forward, even though the front is full of thorns. Every step he takes will lead to failure.
It was dripping with blood, and no matter who it was, it was inevitable to be scratched.
Because if you don't move forward, you will die.
The problem is, he doesn't want to die yet!
Xia Huanzhi sneered: "Everyone has difficulties, but you should never use other people's lives to fill your difficulties."
"Then according to your opinion, I should keep them and let them rebel and usurp their throne like you."
Xia Huanzhi was speechless and held back a sentence for a long time: "Isn't this an attempt to usurp the throne?"
