Farmer Lady of Fortune, Imperial Concubine, Don’t Be Too Sweet

Chapter 110: You Are The Child Of The Emperor's Family

Such as satin black hair neatly bundled in the purple gold crown, trimming the eyebrows slightly, the phoenix eyes narrow and long, the face like a crown jade.

The temperament is warm and cold, and the whole body is strong and not too sharp.

Everything about this boy was just right.

It was very different from his means of action.

But if he can kill everything, he will never let go and leave alive.

Emperor Hongyuan looked at the boy who was getting closer and closer, his eyes narrowed, and he couldn't help remembering the time when he first met in the palace.

At that time, he had learned that Wei Qing had been forced to plead guilty in Xinghua Village.

When he asked, the boy gave no explanation and just said, "I'm soft to him, and who is soft to me."

Yeah, no one will soften him. So Wan Rong died so badly and so terribly.

The world in which they live can be eaten by humans. Once there is a kindness of a woman, there is only the portion that can be eaten.

Divinely, the boy has entered the temple.

The **** knelt down slightly, "The slave has seen the king."

The emperor returned to life and smiled at the boy. "You are here."

The line of sight fell on the face with the immature edges and corners. The original scars on the right face had disappeared calmly. It was full and handsome, the third was like Wan Rong, and the seventh was more like him.

"I just want to know an answer." The boy stood in the center of the hall and looked at the emperor next to the dragon bed. "Your pet, my mother has been destroyed forever, and I have repeatedly fallen into the Jedi. Father, sometimes I It even doubts that you don't love me, but use your love to push me to the cusp, to attract the sword and the arrow, to protect the person you really want to protect. Am I right? "

The emperor condensed, looking at the boy who was unwilling to approach, but did not immediately answer, but called the old **** to give medicine.

It took a long time to speak.

"Yi Weijun is in this position, and every decision he makes has extreme duality.

I love you, you are the pride of heaven, but there are countless people behind you who want to put you to death.

I do not spoil you, you are the mud under the ground, even the lowest girl in the palace can bully you and trample on you.

So I would rather you stand on a high ground with a halo and face the cold knife. At least you still have the advantage of being able to compete against one or two, rather than me being slaughtered for the fish.

Born in the emperor's house, your destiny is already doomed. You have no choice but to climb on the bones of others or climb up on your bones.

I can't protect you forever. If you want to live in this place, you can only grow and rely on your own ability. If you can climb to the highest position, there is nothing else you can't do in this world. "

"So I was imprisoned by those people for two full years as a kid, you know, but don't care?"

The emperor did not speak. The old **** still kneeling on the ground moved his lips and stopped talking.

"I was a kid then!"

"You are a child of the emperor's family." This whisper made the whole hall silent.

The evening wind dangled the curtains hanging in the hall, clear and cold, Emperor Hongyuan slowly got up from the dragon bed, the old **** hurriedly got up and helped him to sit at the small dining table placed indoors.

"Let's have a reunion dinner with you, and in the future, maybe there will be no more chances. Even if you hate me, you only endure this time."

Teenagers looking around the small table.

But on the table, there were no big fish and big meat, and there was no assortment of dishes. It was a few dishes of home-made dishes, very common and simple. Partial health is these simple dishes, which gave this cold palace a few warm fireworks.

Let him look faint.

In the Mid-Autumn Festival, the palace should have set up a banquet, and the concubine of the harem and the emperor had fun. Because the imperial dragon body was unsafe, the banquet was absent.

Looking at the simple meal, the teenager's eyes faintly fluctuated, complicated and gloomy.

This Mid-Autumn Festival, only he and his two have been together. Does he really love him or is he acting.

Either way, after this night, he will be pushed to the cusp again.

"What are you thinking?"

"Thinking about your purpose in doing this."

The emperor's face dimmed for a moment, and then he smiled lightly. "Survival in this place should be always vigilant, you are doing well. Then, I hope that you can make sense with your intelligence.

A meal was silent.

During the banquet, the emperor frequently used clean chopsticks to make dishes for the youngsters. From beginning to end, he did not take a bite.

Occasionally, when looking up at the boy, his gaze passed through him, and he missed another old man.

After dinner, the boy stood up and resigned.

After the teenager left, the old **** whispered, "The emperor, why don't you tell Wang Ye that you were sick and everything was concealed. You didn't mean it ..."

"That's not an excuse. In his opinion, it's been two years since he turned a blind eye to him. Otherwise ..." Otherwise, how could she do everything to take the child away, and finally there was a gap between Yin and Yang.

"Cough, cough!" A coughing violently, covering the mouth of the silk scarf, stained with red blood plums.

"Emperor!" The **** was terrified. "The elder doctor explained early that such medicines should not be taken more, although it can temporarily suppress the morbidity. Once the efficacy of the medicine has passed, it will be more powerful to counteract it ..."

Just to say a few words to Wang Ye, make fun of your body, is it worth it!

The old lady pulled her sleeve to wipe her tears.

"Don't yell, let the Taiji Hospital step up the development of new medicines, at least, let the puppets last for another year." In a short sentence, the emperor was blushing.

"Yes, the slave is here!"

The old **** ran out in a hurry, and saw the boy standing there at the corner of the hall door.

After leaving the gate, he didn't leave, and he didn't know the conversation in the hall just now. How much did he hear?

"Prince." The **** said.

The young man's momentum was not severe, but once he faced him face to face, he could clearly feel an oppression that people dare not meet.

"His condition is already very serious?" The boy asked.

"The emperor has been sick for six years. When he first developed the disease, it was an emergency. At that time, the emperor almost spent half asleep and half awake. When he was not fully awake, he could not get out of bed." The old **** replied softly to explain why the emperor failed to rescue him in time when Wang Ye was imprisoned.

In fact, the emperor had awoken during the two years of the onset, and at that time he ordered people to rescue Wang Ye.

However, some people concealed the situation and concealed it. It also led to the consequences of the later escape of Emperor Xue with the Queen.

"What does Tai Hospital say?" The teenager asked again.

The old **** hesitated, the emperor didn't want to let Wang know his specific condition.

Theoretically, as the most loyal housekeeper around the emperor, he should help the emperor conceal the king, but he could not see the king always misunderstanding the emperor.

Between father and son, like strangers.

(End of this chapter)