804. Chapter 804 Yan Xitong's private prosecution 1
My name is Yan Xitong, and I am the most favored prince in the Yan Kingdom. As for why I am so favored, I actually don’t know much about it. I only heard an old eunuch in the palace mention it once by chance, saying that I was born under the age of 30.
He started to fall ill within a few days, and the palace doctors were helpless.
Later, my father found a witch doctor. The witch doctor took a look at me and said that I was contaminated with evil debris and might not be able to raise him well.
My father was very angry and ordered someone to chop off the witch doctor's head. From then on, I have been by my father's side until I can remember.
The other princes were all fed by wet nurses, but I was raised by my father. Later, when I grew up, the old eunuch told me that my life was saved by my father.
My own imperial aura suppressed those evil spirits, so I could grow up safely.
It is precisely because of this that I have been favored more than other princes since I was a child.
No matter what you want or don't want, they will all be given to me. As far back as I can remember, I have never wanted anything.
Sometimes I can't help but find it funny when I see my brothers fighting so hard, because what they want to get is within my reach - including the country.
Fourth brother should thank me. At least I have no interest in Jiangshan, otherwise there would be nothing wrong with him.
My father loves me more than anyone else. This made me feel that my life was on a countdown when I was ten years old. I woke up every day and opened my eyes not knowing what to do.
It seems like there is nothing else to do except eating, sleeping, playing and enjoying every day. I don’t even know the meaning of opening my eyes every day.
Maybe if I say this, some people will think that I am too pretentious, but in fact it is like this. When a person has everything and lacks nothing, he will become tired after a long time.
My only pleasure every day is to go to Wenhua Hall for classes, but after a long time, I lose interest because I have learned everything the old master taught me, and the lack of new content will make me feel boring.
This emptiness comes from the deepest part of my heart. I have everything, but it seems like I have nothing.
Later, my father found a very good martial arts master from outside the palace for me and asked him to teach me martial arts. This was indeed a very good choice. I began to look forward to the content of the master's teachings the next day with excitement every day, but the good times did not last long.
Long, one year later, the master who taught me martial arts said that there was nothing more to teach me. At that moment, I felt like I had been struck by a bolt from the blue, and I felt that all my dreams for a better future had been destroyed in the hands of this person.
Later, I killed him and used him to teach me martial arts. It was my first time to kill someone. I can't say it was good or bad, but I will always remember the fearful look in the Taifu's eyes before he died.
I was not afraid at all, but felt that he deserved his death because he was useless and could not teach me new things. Later, killing his master became my habit.
From then on, no one was willing to serve as my king's tutor.
The king became more and more anxious in the palace, and his temper became more and more rough and cruel.
But they don't dare to offend me. Everyone knows that the consequences of offending me will definitely not be good.
My father, queen, and mother have become accustomed to pampering me. Even if I do something outrageous, it doesn't matter, as long as I like it.
