Emperor Yong buried his head in the brocade quilt, trembling all over.
He hugged the quilt tightly, but he didn't know whether it was because his body was too exhausted or his heart was very cold. His hands and feet were always cold and could not generate any warmth.
He was so shocked that he couldn't tell whether it was reality or a dream.
"Father?"
At this time, a warm voice came from far away, and then a pair of warm palms pressed against his shoulders.
Emperor Yong raised his head in bewilderment and met the prince's slightly astonished face.
The prince was just handling political affairs in the royal study, when someone came to report that the queen had been summoned to the Hall of Cultivation of the Heart.
Now he could no longer bear to see his mother suffer any injustice, so he left the memorial behind and hurried to the Yangxin Hall.
Unexpectedly, when I came in, my mother was no longer here, but my father seemed to be in a very wrong state.
When he saw Emperor Yong's red eyes, the prince was really shocked, because he had never seen Emperor Yong like this before, fragile and confused, with eyes full of fear.
"Zhan'er..."
When Emperor Yong saw the prince, he thought that he had forced him to death with poisonous wine, and his heart was twisted in a knife.
He opened his mouth and suddenly noticed the little eunuch following the prince.
He looked very young, and there was an unhealed scar on the left side of his face. He stood there respectfully, and although his figure was thin, he was already very calm.
This is the Liufuzi who implicated the second child's life experience.
Although Emperor Yong had already known that this series of events had the prince's handiwork.
But when he saw the prince bringing Liufuzi to him without hesitation, Emperor Yong knew that the prince's wings had finally become full and he no longer had any fear of his father.
"Since when?"
Emperor Yong coughed twice and suddenly looked at the prince.
The prince was stunned at first, but when he noticed the way Emperor Yong looked at Liufuzi, he immediately understood.
His father was asking him when he started to feel disobedient.
The prince did not hide anything. He looked at Emperor Yong with open eyes and said in a deep voice, "I started returning to my father on Xiaosi's birthday two years ago."
When Emperor Yong heard this answer, he couldn't help being shocked.
This node is too sensitive, and that is where dreams and reality begin to diverge.
"Father, I have always wanted to ask you, if Xiaosi really drowned that day, would you seek justice for Xiaosi?"
"And on that day, if the portrait issue is not clarified, will you be so angry that you kill your son with poisoned wine?"
When Emperor Yong heard this, his eyes widened in horror!
He pointed at the prince, his fingertips trembling, "Zhan'er, you...how could you..."
Although the prince didn't know why Emperor Yong had such a big reaction, thinking about Emperor Yong's irrational appearance that day, the prince actually had the answer in his heart.
Forget it, the emperor's father's willingness to leave the edict of passing the throne was already the last trace of friendship between father and son.
He will serve his father well until his death, that's all.
"Father, the Heavenly Supervisor of the Qin Dynasty has chosen a good date, and after consultation with the cabinet ministers, the enthronement ceremony will be held on the eighth day of the sixth lunar month, which is an auspicious day."
"My son, I have followed my father at the age of three to learn how to be a king. I will never forget my father's teachings in the future. I also ask my father to take good care of his health and take care of his dragon body. In the future, the sea, rivers, and the world will be peaceful, just like my father." What you wish for.”
The prince said and solemnly knelt down in front of the couch to salute, then turned and left.
At this moment, dreams and reality overlapped in front of Emperor Yong. After the prince drank the poisonous wine, he also bowed solemnly to him like this, and then died.
Emperor Yong couldn't help but be filled with fear. He hurriedly lifted the brocade quilt and got up to chase after him, but his feet gave out after he got off the bed.
Upon seeing this, Huang Pei hurriedly came forward to help him. When Emperor Yong raised his head, where was the prince anywhere in the Yangxin Hall?
Huang Pei couldn't help but feel heartbroken when he saw Emperor Yong in such a state of embarrassment. He was about to offer words of comfort when Emperor Yong's voice of despair rang in his ears.
"It's wrong, it's me who's wrong, Chan'er, Zhan'er, it's me who's wrong..."
Tears fell on Huang Pei's neck, burning deeply.
This was the first time that Emperor Yong admitted his mistake, but neither the queen nor the prince heard it, and they... were no longer obsessed with this confession.
Huang Pei's eyes suddenly sore.
Holy lord, if you make a wrong step and make a wrong step, there will never be a way back in this world...
Since meeting the queen and the prince that day, Emperor Yong's spirit has become more and more depressed. He often talks nonsense in his dreams. When he wakes up, his face is pale and he is sweating profusely.
Zou Qi checked his pulse every day, but every time he shook his head secretly.
It’s hard for gods to save you. This is really hard to save for gods...
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Five days later, Qiao Diyi finally returned home from Papi Ridge. After taking a shower, he fell asleep and slept for a full day and night.
Qiao Jiaojiao sat on the couch, looking at her second brother's dark face, feeling heartbroken.
[Look at the photos of my second brother. Sister Xiao may not be able to recognize this face if she sees it again! 】
[Last time when the elder sister Xiao got married, the second elder sister Xiao also inquired about the second brother. 】
[The second brother is really a straight person. After all this time, he still doesn’t know how to write a letter to Uncle Xiao and say hello to Sister Xiao. 】
It was getting dark outside. Qiao Tianjing knew that Qiao Diyi was going home today, so he put aside what he was doing and came back early.
Mrs. Qiao prepared a table of sumptuous meals, and the whole family was waiting. As a result, the "hero" fell into a deep sleep and showed no signs of waking up.
Qiao Zhongguo and Mrs. Qiao walked in from outside the house. Just as they were talking about whether to wake up Qiao Diyi, Qiao Jiaojiao rolled her eyes and suddenly shouted:
"Ah! Sister Xiao Er, you are here!"
"Second Miss! Erlang is so polite!"
Qiao Diyi sat up from the bed and bowed politely, without opening his eyes.
"Hahaha!"
Qiao Zhongguo burst out laughing when he saw this, and Mrs. Qiao also laughed so hard that she shook her head.
Qiao Diyi raised his eyelids and saw that the second young lady was nowhere to be found. He was sleeping at home!
"Hahaha, hahaha! Look how frightened the second brother is!"
Qiao Jiaojiao rubbed her belly and rolled on the bed with laughter.
Qiao Diyi finally realized that it was his little sister who was bluffing him!
"Little sister, you are already laughing at my second brother!"
Qiao Diyi rushed over and scratched Qiao Jiaojiao's armpits, making her tremble.
"Ouch! I don't dare! I don't dare! Sister Xiao Er, help me!"
Mrs. Qiao looked at it with a smile for a while, and then "rescued" Qiao Jiaojiao.
Qiao Diyi freshened up, then hugged Qiao Jiaojiao affectionately to the main room.
Qiao Tianjing and Hanya Xian were already waiting here. When they saw Qiao Diyi coming, Qiao Tianjing hurriedly pulled him to sit down.
Qiao Diyi was flattered, but inevitably felt uneasy.
"What's wrong? Brother, I didn't do anything wrong, right?"
Qiao Zhongguo sat down on the main seat and said with a smile: "Everyone, sit down!"
He raised his glass, with a smile on his face, and said with emotion: "Our family hasn't sat together for a long time, come on, have a drink!"
