To Hold One’s Joy

  Chapter 287 read

   Sometimes that's the case.

   Wei Feng has been dissatisfied with Wei Qiang for a long time, but if there is no quarrel, these dissatisfaction are like moss growing in the dark, acne growing in the heart, and will never see the sun.

   No matter how turbulent his heart is, he will maintain the appearance of brothers and sisters in front of everyone.

  But now that he made it clear and cursed out, the hard shell that had been disguised was smashed to pieces at once, like broken porcelain in this place.

  Devastated, but also a kind of inexplicable joy.

  Yes, he has long been dissatisfied with Wei Qiang.

  Both are the sons of the father and the mother, but the elder brother has occupied all the attention of the parents since he was a child. He was born to be the proud son of heaven and the future master of the palace.

  As for him, as long as he is a noble son who has no worries about food and clothing, it will be fine if he doesn't cause trouble for his family.

   In this way, he also recognized it. Who made him give birth a few years later.

   But what he dislikes the most is Wei Qiang's resentment towards the Pingnan Palace when he became a prince, but his father and mother were clearly neglected by others and wanted to catch up.

  Wei Qiang became the prince, and still occupies all the eyes of his parents.

  It is said that nine out of ten times life is unsatisfactory, but Wei Qiang is just the opposite, life is most likely happy, only one or two points are missing, which is the death of Princess Qingyang.

  But this is why Wei Qiang tortured his parents and stayed away from Pingnan Palace.

  Where did he get this face!

   Could it be that his father put a knife on his neck and forced him to do it?

   Wei Feng became more and more angry as he thought about it. The brotherhood that was already in jeopardy was like a fragile spider thread, and it was finally torn apart because of today's dispute.

   Acne is uncovered, exposed to the sun, painful and ugly.

  He has never realized so clearly like now: he actually hates Wei Qiang.

  Hate that the other person is born with everything and don't cherish it, hate that the other person thinks he is noble but is greedy and shameless.

   "Fuck your mother!" Wei Feng raised his foot and kicked the little man not far away.

  Xiao Zongzi was lying on the floor amidst the broken porcelain, looking a bit lonely.

  Wei Feng stood up and kicked Xiaozizi several times, venting his anger.

  Compared to Wei Feng's venting, Wei Qiang's breath was held in his heart, and he felt even more depressed when he returned to the cold East Palace.

   That **** Wei Feng clearly didn't really respect his elder brother, so he forced him to question him in public, putting him in an embarrassing situation.

   Doesn’t that idiot know that he and the Pingnan Prince’s Mansion are both damaged and prosperous?

   Wei Qiang took a sip from the teacup, threw the teacup on the ground, suppressed his anger and asked, "Who served this tea!"

  A palace maid knelt down: "It's a slave."

   "Are you going to burn me to death?"

  The maidservant lowered her head even lower, lying on the ground trembling: "Your Majesty deserves to die, please forgive me..."

   Wei Qiang stared down at the servant girl from a high position, his eyes were turbulent.

  The woman in front of her bowed lowly to the ground, revealing her fair and slender neck, which seemed to be broken in an instant.

   Wei Qiang's fingers moved uncontrollably, and he suddenly thought of that night.

   Chaohua also has such a slender and fair neck, but he just exerted a little effort, but he didn't move.

  A strange commotion rose from Wei Qiang's heart, like a wild beast out of control, rushing out of the cage clamoring.

   Wei Qiang grabbed the palace maid and threw her on the bed.

  After a long time, Wei Qiang regained his senses, and said coldly, "Get out, and keep your mouth shut."

  The palace maid hastily climbed off the bed, tidied up her messy clothes and retreated.

  The night was completely dark, Wei Qiang sat withered for a long time, letting out a long sigh.

  Emperor Yong'an got the news when Wei Qiang returned to the palace.

   "There was a conflict between the crown prince and Prince Pingnan's son at the wine shop?"

  Zhou Shan bowed his head and said: "Prince Pingnan's son complained that the prince did not go to the Pingnan palace to visit the prince and concubine, and the prince slapped Pingnan prince in anger..."

  Emperor Yong'an said calmly: "I know, go and invite the noble concubine."

   Zhou Shan bowed and retreated.

  Emperor Yong'an narrowed his eyes, feeling a little complicated.

He was happy to see the prince estranged from Prince Pingnan's mansion, but in such a situation as King Pingnan, the prince didn't intend to visit when he left the palace. There are probably two possibilities: one is that he is worried about offending him, and the other is that he doesn't have much affection for his biological father and biological mother .

  No matter which one it is, it will inevitably make him feel that the prince is cold-hearted.

  As for Pingnan Palace—Emperor Yong'an's eyes turned cold.

  Decided to adopt Wei Qiang, the original heir of King Pingnan, as his son, he summoned King Pingnan's family to the capital, keeping them under his nose.

  Over the years, the Pingnan Palace was still doing its job, but now it seems that it is a bit greedy.

  I want my son to inherit the throne, but I also want my son to take care of the old relationship. How can there be such a thing as the best of both worlds.

  Emperor Yong'an rubbed the center of his brows and sighed lightly.

   It was because Wei Qiang was already grown up when he was adopted, and had been raised by the Pingnan Palace as his heir for so many years, it was inevitable that the Pingnan Palace would have thoughts.

  If he had adopted an ignorant and childish child, he might not have these troubles.

  However, some things need to be done by people, and the promised benefits have to be fulfilled. As an emperor, it is impossible to do everything according to one's heart.

   But times have changed, and things are different now.

  The sharp blade hanging above his head has been removed, and the turbulent Northland has also settled down. He is no longer the emperor who has just ascended the throne and lost his son several years ago, and has internal and external troubles.

  He is not too old yet, but the crown prince is approaching his thirties...

  A thought came to mind faintly.

  Emperor Yong'an's expression became more and more unpredictable.

   "The imperial concubine arrived—"

   Following the servant's singing, a beautiful woman walked in.

   Concubine Xiao wore a gorgeous palace attire, shining in brilliance, looking forward to the sky, and with her arrival, the whole hall seemed to be a little brighter.

  Emperor Yong'an was delighted to see it, and showed a sincere smile.

   This smile is extremely shallow, but it is not easy for Emperor Yong'an.

  Concubine Xiao Gui laughed before saying anything: "Why did the emperor suddenly call his concubine over?"

   "Come and sit." Emperor Yong'an pointed to his side.

  There was supposed to be the queen's seat, but Concubine Xiao sat down very naturally.

  The people in the temple have long been accustomed to this.

  There is no queen in the palace, and Concubine Xiao Gui, who is favored by the emperor, is the real mistress.

   There have even been rumors outside that the court ministers' efforts are not as effective as Xiao Guifei's words.

   "Ask Aifei to come and have a drink with me."

   Concubine Xiao Gui smiled: "Why didn't the emperor say it earlier, the concubine has already eaten."

   "So, Aifei won't give me this face?"

  Concubine Xiao Gui's eyes rolled, she smiled and said: "How come, the emperor wants to drink, of course I am willing to accompany you."

   After drinking a glass of wine, Emperor Yong'an casually mentioned: "By the way, did Aifei send someone out of the palace two days ago to buy food at the restaurant opened by Luo Chi's daughter?"

   Concubine Xiao nodded with a smile: "I sent someone to buy a beggar chicken, and this is what my concubine thinks about occasionally."

  Emperor Yong'an held the wine glass and said with a smile: "Why don't I talk to Luo Chi and ask him to send that cook into the palace."

Good morning.

  (end of this chapter)