I remember that when I was young, my second brother’s favorite thing was to ride a horse and hunt. When the princes went hunting, they would be followed by three or five people.
But when my second brother went hunting, he would always follow a group of people, and when he looked back he couldn't see the end.
Even many of the prey he hunted were carefully prepared.
He also talked to himself about his anguish, saying that the burden on his shoulders was too heavy, and that whatever he did, he had to be worthy of his position as prince.
Yes, no one has asked the second brother whether he wants to be the prince.
Everyone thinks that this is a good thing, and if it is placed on his head, he should be grateful and shoulder the heavy burden.
Maybe this is the sadness of being born into a royal family?
Thinking like this, Fourth Master was lost in his thoughts for a long time, his brows furrowed.
In fact, the prince did not want the fourth master to answer him.
It's just that there are too many things that have been on my mind these past few years.
He was in so much pain that he could not help but speak out what was in his heart when he saw this brother who was once close to him due to his illness.
In fact, he still has a lot of grievances that he has not spoken out, and these grievances were precisely caused by the Emperor Amma who loved him the most.
He was born to eat royal food and enjoy the most precious status. Maybe he should pay something, right?
After a while, the prince realized that he had lost his composure, and immediately returned to the dignified appearance that a prince should normally have, and smiled and said:
"Don't take it to heart, fourth brother. Just think that the second brother drank too much and is talking in his sleep."
Then he lay on the bed, turned his whole body to the side of the bed, turned his back to the fourth master, and said no more.
The fourth master sighed and said: "Second brother, please have a good rest. Don't worry about the matters in the court for the time being. I have a younger brother.
My brother will go back first."
"Yes." The prince said dullly, without looking back at him.
The fourth master took a deep look at the prince's back. The second brother... seemed to have become a lot thinner.
However, he didn't stay much longer and left Yuqing Palace in a hurry.
After the fourth master left, the palace became empty again, and the sound of breathing could be heard clearly.
The prince stared at the side of the bed with wide eyes, curled up into a ball, and hugged his knees.
At such times, he will always fall into deep self-doubt.
I don’t understand why he was born into the world, and I don’t understand what does Huang Ama think of him?
The assassination was so obvious, could Huang Ama really not guess that it was his eldest brother who did it?
When he was young, Huang Ama took him by his side and taught him personally.
The ancestor once said that he was Amma’s most beloved prince.
All the officials also knew that their position as prince had been extremely stable in the past ten years.
Huang Ama's love for her seems to be written on his face, and everyone knows it.
However, what did Huang Ama do after she found out that her elder brother had taken action against her?
Does he want to just brush this matter over?
Can peace really be whitewashed?
Are you still his beloved son?
Suddenly, the prince wished he had not woken up. Why didn't he just fall asleep?
Does he really have nothing to miss, those women in the backyard?
Either they care about status, or they care more about money and jewelry, the vanity they can provide them.
Even for his beloved Bi'er, he still has nothing to miss.
Where are the sons?
There doesn’t seem to be much nostalgia, right? They don’t have themselves. They may have lost some wealth, but they may be safer.
He was an unfilial son, and when he grew up, he resented Emperor Ama.
I hope my sons will not be unfilial sons, because being an unfilial son is also very uncomfortable.
What else can he miss? Power, wealth, money and beauty?
What's the point?
He has never been short of it.
Perhaps what he was reluctant to part with was his ancestor, the former Empress Dowager, and his mother Uku.
Only when I was playing in front of Uku’s mother when I was young, I never had so many thoughts.
He got angry when he wanted to, lost his temper when he wanted to, and threw things when he wanted to. At that time, he was just a child, and he was never a prince.
However, Uku’s mother has passed away.
If he wanted to see Uku's mother again, maybe he could just sleep there.
Look, even Uku’s mother is gone, what else is left to miss?
Emperor Ama has so many sons, so he shouldn’t care about losing his own, right?
Oh, by the way, I just remembered that he also has someone he likes.
It's even more ridiculous when it comes to people you like.
The dignified prince has whatever he wants, but the only person he likes is the wife of his best brother.
How ridiculous?
To this day, others may feel sick when they think of him.
But in fact, all feelings do not come without a reason.
That day, I met Huang Ama and his wife Laosi by chance in Jiu Di's Ten Mile Incense.
When I first saw it, I was stunned.
In fact, looking back, he always felt like he had seen this girl before somewhere.
Only later did he remember that it was a touch of begonia red he encountered that winter.
It was a freezing day, and he was admiring plum blossoms in the imperial garden.
Because of the cold weather, everyone was in a hurry, and the winter was lonely and quiet. He was breaking a plum blossom, thinking that he would go back and put it in the house for the Queen Mother. He should be happy.
But suddenly, I heard the clear laughter of a woman.
Laughter like silver bells came one after another, which was fascinating.
Turning around suddenly, what caught his eyes was that charming and charming face, and the way she walked slowly and struttingly.
The prince thought it was funny. How could any woman walk like this?
Everyone walked, wishing that their clothes and skirts would not move at all, but she walked sideways like a crab.
That smile was a little too exaggerated, not only the teeth but also the gums could be seen.
He was also humming some unknown tune, which was weird and pleasant.
Perhaps he couldn't bear to disturb her, or perhaps he wanted to see how wild this woman could be, so he subconsciously hid sideways.
Then he saw the woman holding a small orange cat cage in her hand, and said with a grin: "You little kitten, how dare you hurt such a beautiful fairy sister like me, you really deserve a beating!"
Hey, you still dare to stretch out your paws, if you look back I won’t stew you into a pot of cat soup!”
As soon as these words came out, it seemed that the girls waiting nearby were scared to death.
However, someone still echoed: "Master, let's see what flavor you want to make, and then tell the kitchen later."
As soon as she said this, her eyes widened in an exaggerated way, she held the cage in her arms and said, "How can you eat a cat? The cat is so cute!"
The prince could hardly control his laughter. Even without looking at the servants, he knew what their faces would look like.