"It's not a rare thing to be unwilling." She said slowly, "No one in this world has ever been unwilling. Haven't you ever been there?"
Of course there is.
"I'm not willing to give in anymore. Why don't you cherish your own life?" The queen said lightly, "No one cares about your life anymore..."
Prince Jin'an leaned to the ground and remained motionless, his body trembling slightly.
"Thank you, Madam, for saving my life." He said.
If the queen hadn't arrived in time and blamed herself to smooth things over, today's incident would have been impossible to end.
No, no, only he can't end it, and others will definitely make it end successfully.
The queen shook her head.
"No need to thank me, I'm not here for you." She said, looking into the dark and cold room.
Madam, Madam, let me feed you some medicine, don’t be afraid of hardship….
Madam, the teacher told an interesting story today, let me tell it to you...
Therefore, the most painful thing in the world is to gain and lose again. If you never get something, there is nothing to be sad about.
"...For so many years, you have taken care of Brother Six, and at least he has lived happily for so many years." The queen said, "He has called me your empress for so many years, and what I gave him is not as good as what you gave me."
He has more, so this time, it can be regarded as the happiness I gave him. If he knew that you were in trouble because of this, he wouldn't be happy."
Prince Jin'an leaned on the ground, his shoulders twitching and he choked with sobs.
Why didn't he let himself live happily?
The queen let him choke and cry for a moment.
"You should just cry here. After you get out of here, think about what to do in the future. Although I stopped you from making mistakes, today's mistakes have already been made." She said slowly, exhaling for a long time.
He seemed to have breathed out all his breath, "What you want in the future is your own business and only yours."
In fact, come and go, all we have in this world is ourselves.
"Finally, you have to remember." The queen looked at Prince Jin'an, "The emperor is a wise king."
At the same time, someone outside the palace was saying this.
"...Maybe it wasn't the case in the past, but it is definitely the case now." Old Mrs. Chen said.
The so-called Mingjun does not mean how wise the emperor is. On the contrary, to put it to death, the ministers do not want to meet an emperor like Emperor Qin and Hanwu. What they want more is an emperor who has some qualifications, or even mediocre qualifications, as long as they are
If one condition is met, it can be said to have met the Holy Lord.
This condition is to have a clear mind.
Understand who you are and what you want to do. Only when you understand what you want to do can you know what you cannot do.
The simplest thing in the world is also the most difficult thing to do. After all, there are many people who see through it but few people can let it go.
For an emperor who is sick and has difficulty in producing heirs, as long as he is a wise emperor, it is indeed sad to hurt a prince, but it is not enough to make him do some irrational things. After all, in addition to being a father, he is also a father.
The king who is responsible for the continuation of the country.
"Don't say that the Second Prince's incident was an accident, even if it really was..." Old Mrs. Chen said.
Before he finished speaking, Chen Shao coughed and interrupted.
Even though we are sitting at home, we still cannot say anything treasonous or disrespectful.
The news coming from the palace was cryptic, but they were not allowed to hear what they should hear, let alone follow it.
Old Mrs. Chen smiled and glanced at that sentence.
"...Considering the succession of the imperial line, does the emperor really have to do anything to the eldest prince?" He continued.
Of course not. Now the emperor's only branch is the eldest prince. Even if he is asked to pay tribute, he will never be allowed to withstand the slightest bit of wind and rain.
"The Emperor is not young anymore." Old Mrs. Chen said meaningfully.
Not to mention whether the emperor's current body can give birth to another son. Even if he is born, the sick and weak emperor may wait for the prince to grow up? Not to mention whether the prince can grow up.
Everyone understands this truth, otherwise why do you think the queen went to the palace to cry and plead guilty?
He is not a biological son, so if he is hurt, he will be hurt. As long as she holds the position of queen, she will be the queen mother of any prince who ascends the throne in the future. However, if she insists on asking whether the brother is hurt, it will be useless and will inevitably lead to trouble.
The emperor and the queen mother were taboo. When the eldest prince ascended the throne, they would never allow a woman who had treated them like this to become the queen mother, if she could still wait for the eldest prince to ascend the throne.
These royal things…
It's just that a prince was injured, but it's not that he hasn't been injured before. Besides, there is another prince in the palace, so today's accident in the palace is not a big deal to the courtiers. They shook their heads and sighed about the difficulties of the emperor's heirs, and then put them aside.
Already.
Chen Shao shook his head, put it aside, and talked about other topics with his father.
"It's not a big deal..."
The night is getting darker, and the night wind is blowing more and more fiercely. The lights in the palace are brightly lit, and there are countless palace maids and chamberlains standing in the corridors.
There was no one in the room, except for the imperial concubine sitting on the couch, patting the lost eldest prince and whispering in a soft voice.
"...You don't know, it's hard to make a living when you're young, and those little ghosts and monsters will pester you. Otherwise, why are children always prone to bumps and falls? When they walk, they fall?"
The eldest prince calmed down a bit and raised his head to look at her.
"Why, why?" he asked tremblingly.
"That's because of the pushing and shoving by those weird little guys." The imperial concubine looked at him and said with a smile, reaching out to touch his earlobe, "So it's not easy for a child to grow up well."
The eldest prince swallowed, his eyes still panicked.
"Really, really?" he said tremblingly.
The imperial concubine's hand caressing the eldest prince's earlobe suddenly exerted force, causing the eldest prince to cry out in pain.
"Of course it's true. What did I lie to you for? Just remember it." The imperial concubine looked at him, eyebrows raised, "Sixth brother, he didn't live long enough. God took it back. It has nothing to do with anyone!"
The eldest prince grinned in pain and nodded while crying.
The imperial concubine withdrew her hand again and put on a gentle expression to caress his shoulder.
"Fourth brother, you must also remember that you are now your father's only son. In the future, you will inherit the country. You are the continuation of the Fang royal family's bloodline. No one dares to do anything to you." She slowly said
Said, "No one can do anything to you."
The eldest prince looked at her and nodded with tears in his eyes.
The imperial concubine looked at him and smiled.
"Be good." She said, then she stopped smiling and put on a heavy and sad expression, "It's all because you are young and not strong enough, otherwise you would have been able to hold Brother Six down..."
As soon as these words came out, the eldest prince who had just calmed down suddenly began to turn pale again, and his face turned pale.
The imperial concubine pressed his shoulders, steadying his body, and looked into his eyes.
"Tell me!" She shouted in a deep voice, "Tell me, it's all because you are young and have no strength, otherwise you would have been able to hold Brother Six down!"
The eldest prince was shaking, his teeth chattering, and he was chattering.
He...he...didn't hold back...
"Say, it's all because you were young, lacked strength, and didn't hold Brother Six down!"
"Tell me, let's talk."
The low voice was repeated over and over again, until the wind that howled all night suddenly stopped and the sky gradually turned white.
The eldest prince stopped shivering and yawned.
"It's all because I'm young..." he murmured, "I don't have the strength, otherwise I would have been able to hold Brother Six down..."
Speaking of this, his nose couldn't help but twitch.
Yes, it was all because of his weak strength. He really couldn't hold it back at that time...
"Empress, it's all my fault that I was weak and didn't hold Brother Six. He called me brother. Brother, I couldn't save him..."
The eldest prince screamed and cried loudly.
Looking at the crying prince, the imperial concubine finally breathed a sigh of relief, smiled a little, then hurriedly covered her face and put her arm around her son's shoulders again, comforting him softly.
Although the second prince has been judged to be incurable, he is not dead yet. The life in the palace has not been disrupted. In the early morning, breakfast is ready to be delivered to each palace.
Looking at the food that was delivered, the chamberlain stretched out his hand to put it down. After these people retreated, he did not push away the Prince Jin'an's bedroom, but walked to the back.
The door of the warehouse where the New Year's gifts from the Prince of Quzhou are kept is open. Through the door, you can see Prince Jin'an sitting inside. He is still wearing the same brocade robe and sitting cross-legged with the same pair of white socks on his feet. Except for running around,
Except for the white socks that have been dyed black, everything else is just like yesterday.
The chamberlain stopped, but the sound of footsteps still alarmed King Jin'an, and he couldn't help but turn around.
"Brother, brother, let's go to Father's place to see the map?"
The second prince raised a smile at him and said loudly.
"Okay, okay, I'll go with you, I'll go with you." Prince Jin'an quickly stood up and said hurriedly, as if he was afraid of being late.
But it was too late. When the words came out, the child in front of him disappeared and only the waiter stood there looking at him with a sad expression.
Prince Jin'an slowly turned around and glanced at the shelves in the room and the dazzling array of items on them.
He walked over slowly, stretched out his hand and touched them one by one.
In fact, these things are the same every year. In fact, he doesn't like these things at all. In fact, he doesn't like these things at all when he sees them. He is just pretending...
Pretending to be happy, pretending to let others know that he still has family members who care about him.
In fact, there was none at all. No one cared about him, and no one put any thought into preparing a gift for him.
Not at all! Not at all!
Why would he lie to himself? Why would he lie to others? Who cares about others! Who cares!
Who wants to see these New Year's gifts that you clearly don't like to see! Pretending to like it! You have created for yourself such a group of relatives who care and care about you! In the end, you have lost the care and concern around you that you can touch, grasp, and see.
people!
Wake up!
Prince Jin'an pulled out a sword from the shelf and slashed at the brocade of the gift box in front of him. The gift box fell, the brocade cracked, the shelf fell, and there was a loud crash in the room.
Wake up, wake up, you have nothing, nothing, nothing in the past, nothing in the present, and nothing in the future! (To be continued)
