"Father, I can marry you, but I don't want to marry Yu Qiaoqiao. I already have a sweetheart. Please take back my order."
Leng Xi said seriously, and the emperor suddenly looked at him sideways, "Do you have a sweetheart? Who is it?"
Leng Xi tightened the corners of his mouth and said boldly:
"Yes... she is an ordinary farm girl."
"Not allowed to marry."
When the emperor heard him say these words of an ordinary peasant girl, he burst into tears.
Although he felt very weak at this time, he still yelled with all his strength:
"You are a prince. An ordinary peasant girl can't even be your concubine, let alone your main concubine. Don't have any delusions."
"Why not? The Fourth Emperor's Wife is a peasant girl. Didn't she also marry the Fourth Brother and become his concubine? Why can't it work with me?"
The emperor covered his mouth and coughed lightly, then used his arms to support himself to sit up. Leng Xi hurriedly stood up and helped him.
After he sat upright, Leng Xi knelt down again and continued:
"Father, I like that peasant girl. She is very cute, and she is also knowledgeable and courteous. I get along with her very well. She is no worse than Yu Qiaoqiao in every aspect."
The emperor's calm expression just now seemed to be a little more indifferent. He frowned and said:
"No matter how good she is, she can't enter the royal family. Your Fourth Emperor's wife's situation is special. When your fourth brother was terminally ill, she entered Prince Yu's Mansion as a burial princess. If not for this, she wouldn't have been able to enter the Imperial Palace because of her status at the time. Maybe after entering the royal family, you should stop comparing everything with her, cough cough cough..."
Having said this, the emperor covered his mouth and coughed lightly, then continued to wave his hands and said:
"When my body recovers, I will let you get married to Yu Qiaoqiao. You go back and prepare."
"Father, I will not marry Yu Qiaoqiao."
"Bold."
The emperor suddenly glared and roared, "I am doing this for your own good. You married the daughter of the Yu family. With the Yu family's status in the court, even if I die in the future and your fourth brother is allowed to sit on the throne, you will not I can be your prince in peace, go back and think about it yourself."
When Leng Xi heard these words from the emperor, his heart was suddenly filled with clouds.
First, his father did not allow him to marry Long Xiaomin;
Secondly, my father has decided to pass the throne to Leng Yu.
Both decisions were like bolts from the blue, catching him off guard and not knowing what to do.
Seeing that he did not move, the emperor waved his hands and said with a tired face:
"Back off, I'm tired and want to take a nap."
After saying this, the emperor waved to Liu Xi who was standing at the door. Liu Xi hurriedly ran in with small steps, stepped forward, and helped the emperor lie down.
Leng Xi did not argue with the emperor anymore. He knew the emperor's temper. Once he decided something, others had no right to refute it.
Leng Xi stood up from the ground and slowly walked out of the door of Yangxin Hall.
In this early spring weather, the wind should have been gentle, but a gust of breeze blew on Leng Xi's face. He shivered, and a biting cold feeling instantly hit his whole body.
"Xier, how are you?"
Li Fei walked out of nowhere, maybe she never left!
Leng Xi glanced at her, with an unconcealable sadness in his brows, and left without saying a word.
Li Fei was a little confused and stepped forward to ask,
"Xi'er, didn't you hear what I said? How is your father?"
"He's fine." He simply replied Li Fei with these three words.
His words made Concubine Li's face suddenly turn livid, but then she breathed a sigh of relief and said:
"In this case, the first plan is put on hold for the time being. Don't do anything these days. Go to the Yangxin Palace to accompany your father more often. Do things more calmly. Don't..."
"Stop talking."
Leng Xi, who was walking hurriedly, suddenly stopped. He turned back to look at Li Fei and said word by word:
"Mother and concubine, please forgive me for not obeying my orders."
With these words behind him, he turned around again and left with long strides.
"Xier..."
Li Fei called out from behind him, but he didn't look back.
At this time, Leng Xi felt an indescribable sourness in his heart. Long Xiaomin was the first woman he fell in love with, and it was also the first time he had the urge to marry a woman home. She didn't even want to see her face to face, so she rejected it outright.
Although he had known that the prince could not marry a peasant girl as his concubine, which was against the rules, he thought that there was a precedent for the four emperors' wives, and he could argue with his mother and his father, but who would have thought that this would happen halfway? Yu Qiaoqiao appeared and all his ideas came to nothing.
The more he thought about this, the more irritated his heart became. He felt that his heart was clogged, and the gentle wind seemed to become biting.
"Fifth brother..."
As he was walking with his eyebrows lowered, Leng Ming appeared in front of him.
He raised his head, looked at Leng Ming, who looked a little thin, and asked with concern:
"Minger, you have lost weight."
Leng Ming's already thin face became even more gloomy. He shook his head and smiled bitterly.
"Isn't it better to lose weight? It would be better to die. It's too boring and tiring to live for the rest of your life."
"What's wrong with Ming'er?"
Leng Xi suddenly felt that there was something strange in Leng Ming's words, and hurriedly continued to ask,
"What happened?"
Leng Ming shook his head gently and said, "Fifth brother, come with me to the garden for a walk. I feel short of breath recently and feel panicked in the house."
"Okay, it just so happens that I feel depressed too."
The two of them talked and walked to the back garden.
They found a pavilion to sit down, and after letting the servants serve tea, they sent the servants out.
Leng Ming drank a cup of tea, poured another cup on his own, raised his neck, and drank again.
Leng Xi looked at him and asked puzzledly,
"Ming'er, what happened?"
Leng Ming looked up at him and said calmly:
"I remember the Fourth Emperor's sister-in-law told me before that children of ordinary people at my age are still lingering in front of their parents, but I am already facing a fight with several royal brothers for my father's throne. My life is over, Fifth Brother, I don’t want this.”
Leng Xi took a sip of tea, put down the tea cup, and softly comforted:
"Ming'er, don't think so much. We were born in the royal family, so we have no choice."
"But I don't want to compete with you and my fourth brother for the throne, and I don't want to be the emperor. I don't want us to kill each other, and I don't want to live this kind of intrigue and fear every day. Do you know? A few days ago I really wanted to fulfill my filial piety to my father, but he suspected that I had other motives for being good to him, and that I wanted to force him to write my name on the edict of succession. I really didn’t..."
At this point, Leng Ming suddenly covered his face with his hands and let out a long sigh.
"Ming'er, Fifth Brother can understand your thoughts, but since ancient times, as a prince, there are not many people who don't want to be the emperor, and there are even more brothers who kill each other for the throne. It's rare that you can think like this. Fifth Brother feels very happy , but there are some things we have no choice about."
At this point, he thought of what his mother-in-law had said to him, and a feeling of sadness arose spontaneously.
"But I don't want that. My mother-in-law said that if I don't fight, whoever becomes the emperor in the future will kill me. Fifth brother, if you become the emperor, will you kill me?"
