After the palace banquet was over, Gong Yun'ao was called to the royal study by Emperor Qing. "My son, I pay homage to my father." Gong Yun'ao stepped forward respectfully and saluted.
"Family, let's get up and talk." Qinghuang slowly stepped down from the dragon throne and looked at Gong Yun'ao carefully, his chaotic eyes filled with guilt:
"Your Majesty, today is your birthday. Whatever gift you want, I can satisfy you."
Hearing this, Gong Yunao was unfazed and calmly replied: "Back to my father, I don't need anything. As long as I have my father's love, it is better than any gift."
Gong Yun'ao behaved respectfully, but there was a faint sense of alienation between his eyebrows. This sense of alienation made Qinghuang's heart suddenly ache:
"I know that I can't help you, so you probably still hate me in your heart!"
Gong Yunao lowered his eyes, feeling sour in his heart. He said in a hoarse voice:
"Father, don't think too much. How can the child hate the father? The child just hates those villains who instigate the relationship between our father and son. It is they who play with our relationship. I regret very much why I could not communicate with my father in time.
, but let the villain succeed and make my father misunderstand."
Now that things have come to this, why bother showing off? Who is he showing this to?
Is it that a person's existence can only be appreciated after he disappears? Is it that a person's sincerity can only be appreciated after it is lost?
So, what about the queen mother! Has the father ever had a hint of remorse? Has there ever been a hint of sincerity?
The ridiculous relationship between father and son, if you want to restore it now, how can the broken heart be healed? How can the family relationship that you destroyed with your own hands remain the same as before?
A trace of ridicule arose in Gong Yun'ao's heart. First she was abandoned emotionally, and then her status was threatened. Her mother was frightened and lived a precarious life. In the end, she could not compare to the traitor's words.
Qinghuang took a deep look at Gong Yun'ao, patted his generous shoulder with his old hand, and said:
"Good boy, my father will definitely make it up to you. You are the child I love the most and the one I put the most energy into. I still prefer you to be the crown prince of the dynasty."
Gong Yun'ao knew very well that he might be testing himself. He would pass the throne to his son, but only after his death.
As long as he lives one day, he will not let go of power. The tighter he holds on to power, the more suspicious he becomes. Therefore, no matter who he chooses, the result will be the same.
A sneer flashed through Gong Yun'ao's heart, and he humbly replied: "I thank my father for his wrong love, but I have no intention of becoming the prince and just want to live peacefully in the palace. The queen mother left, and Qing Wei also went.
, my most important relatives have all left..."
"I only have my father left. I just want to stay with my father, fulfill my filial piety, and live a stable life."
All the men in the Queen's family who had high status and were granted the titles of marquis and prime minister had died in their prime, and the Queen Mother was terrified in her heart.
She was respectful and self-denial throughout her life, never abusing her private power, and was in a frightening and high position. Her mother was conciliatory and patient. However, these low postures did not bring her peace and tranquility.
Fifty years of carefulness in the palace still cannot prevent the advent of misfortune. What a miserable life it is, even worse than that of a mediocre commoner woman.
And his father didn't feel any guilt or self-blame towards his mother. Perhaps, in his heart, his mother was so insignificant that he had forgotten her long ago!
Faced with Gong Yun's arrogant attitude and humble tone, Qinghuang found it difficult to accept for a while. Is this still his prince? On the one hand, Qinghuang felt pity for him because of his experience; on the other hand, because of his negative attitude
His attitude made him feel guilty, disappointed and heartbroken.
What on earth has he experienced? That makes him so heartbroken? Does he still hate himself?
Qinghuang shook his head helplessly and asked in a more serious tone: "Your Majesty, I am asking you again, do you really not want to be the prince?"
Gong Yunao was unmoved and replied without hesitation: "I have no intention of taking the position of prince. I feel that a worthy person should occupy it." At this time, he did not want to put himself at the forefront of the storm. The more he stood out, the more he became
Be feared by others.
"Okay! Let me think about it again." Qinghuang patted him on the shoulder, turned around and walked towards Yuan. His lonely back could not arouse any sympathy in Gong Yun'ao's eyes.
Early the next morning, an uninvited guest came to Qinxi Courtyard. The visitor was cursing and full of filth.
The man's voice was loud and full of energy, and he had the aura of a shrew cursing on the street.
"I thought Miss Shu was so pure. It turned out that she had stayed in a place like that. She is really beyond appearances. No wonder she is so mean at heart and can hook up with His Highness the Third Highness."
"Miss Shu, I'm afraid you are already a spent flower and a willow. You still want to cling to wealth and honor. Go ahead and dream of your spring and autumn dreams!"
"Hey? Tell me, how many men have you slept with? Tell me, you are a scumbag who can be used by thousands of people and ridden by thousands of people."
Even if Feng Chen is sitting in the room, he can still hear her extremely dirty curses...
Feng Chen was so angry that he stood up suddenly, slammed the door, and walked straight out. He saw Aunt Han pinching her waist and yelling angrily: "You little devil... you are hooking up with others outside, you shouldn't come back...
Why don't you die outside..."
When Feng Chen heard this, he was furious. He wanted to fight this shameless woman for the sake of his boss. He pointed at Aunt Han and cursed loudly: "Which old dog is barking over there?"
When she first heard Feng Chen insulting her, Aunt Han was so angry that her eyebrows stood up. She pointed at Feng Chen and yelled: "You brat, who are you... scolding?"
Feng Chen directed his cold eyes at him and scolded him: "I will scold whoever answers the question!"
Aunt Han spat hard and scolded: "You are a weakling, what kind of face do you have..."
Before the curse words came out of his mouth, Feng Chen retorted, "I'm just eating soft food. What the hell, I'm not eating your soft food. It's none of your business."
"You..." Aunt Han didn't expect this kid to admit it so easily, and was speechless for a moment.
Feng Chen spoke quickly and sharply, "What are you?"
Aunt Han was speechless for a moment, "I..."
Feng Chen took a sip and cursed: "What am I? I really want to spit on your face and put a mask on you."
Aunt Han pointed at Feng Chen, her hands trembling with anger and unable to speak: "You... a freeloader... get out of the Shu family quickly, you are not welcome here..."
She jumped up and shouted all the dirty words, "You are a bitch, you are a freeloader... you are really a couple..."
"I just eat soft food, I eat the soft food of my junior sister, what the hell! Are you so idle? I want you to take care of it!" Feng Chen got more and more angry as he scolded, "You are an old lamp, you can only hold turtles in salt shakers.
, this old bastard like you has enough time."
Feng Chen's scolding was well-founded and well-arranged, and no words were repetitive! But every word was so precise that people were unable to refute it.
Aunt Han was so angry that her face turned white and purple, and she slapped her chest fiercely, "You..."
"You old bastard with a feather duster, why are you pretending to be a big-tailed wolf?" Feng Chen hated the woman in front of him so much that he cursed her with a series of insults that made Aunt Han breathless and rolled her eyes in dizziness.
She has never been insulted like this before.
Aunt Han was so angry that she said harshly: "That little bitch Shu Yao, you are so shameless. Over there you are hooking up with His Highness the Third Prince, and here you are having an affair with a freeloader like you. I have one at home.
One hanging outside is really enough..."
Seeing that there were so many people watching, she suddenly felt that she had lost her dignity. She cursed and tried to hit people, but...
"Pah, pah."
Two extremely clear slaps suddenly sounded, "Hiss..."
The burning pain came from Aunt Han's face, and the voice was like thunder, so shocked that Aunt Han's words were stuck in her throat before she could finish the curse.
Then, Aunt Han howled like a pig: "Ah..."
The next second, she was thrown several meters away by a powerful external force. In an instant, huge pain spread throughout her body and she fainted.
Shu Yao spun around in mid-air and landed on the ground. She clapped her hands in disgust, flicked the dust on her skirt a few times, and said coldly: "The skin is so thick, it hurts my hands from the shock."
This wave of operations shocked Feng Chen. He swallowed his saliva and asked: "Boss, you are so cruel, you won't kill me!"
From the violent quarrels to the domineering use of force by her master, the maid Zhuxi was overwhelmed.
Zhu Xi, who had been in shock, was pushed by Zhu Ju next to him, and hurriedly ran to Aunt Han's side, stretched out his hand to check her breathing, and saw that she was still breathing, and felt relieved, "Miss, Aunt Han is still alive."
Not dead."
Shu Yao knew in her heart that the force of her attack would not lead to death. After all, she was also Master Mo's apprentice, so how could she be so indifferent!
She glanced coldly, without changing her expression, and said scornfully: "Yes! Instruct the servants to carry her to Shu Shihuai's place, and say..."
Shu Yao gently shook her sleeves and said: "In order to defend Shu Wanwan, Aunt Han came to our courtyard and cursed her. Her words were extremely vicious. Not only did she involve the Third Highness, she also insulted the Third Highness.
, the language was filthy, so I taught Aunt Han a lesson for His Highness, hoping that she would remember it for a long time. You know, what would be the consequences if this matter reached His Highness’s ears? Let him weigh it himself.
"
"Yes." Zhuxi took the order and carried the man out with two strong men.
"Niubi! Simple and rough, I like it." Feng Chen was so impressed that he fell to the ground. If he hadn't considered that she was a woman, he would have wanted to kick him two miles away.
"You can't be used to treating people like this. If they don't offend me, I won't offend others. If they offend me, they will definitely eradicate the roots." Shu Yao raised her hand, stretched out her thumb, and wiped it on her neck domineeringly, looking very handsome.
.
"Boss, I just like your energy. I have admired you since I was a child, and I still do now." Feng Chen followed Shu Yao like a little fanboy, looking like a child who has not grown up.
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Shu Yao smiled fondly, "I know, sister will protect you." The topic changed and she added: "There are many things to do today! Call Yunxiang and go see the shops!"
"Okay." Feng Chen responded, turned around and walked towards Yun Xiang's room.
As soon as they walked to the door, they met Zimo, "Huh? It's so early, where is your master?" Feng Chen stretched his neck and looked outside.
"Don't look, His Highness the Third is not here." Zimo said.