When Xiao Jiaojiao got married, the crippled king stood up and pampered her.

Changyuan Hall.

Emperor Changyuan was also standing in the room, and Lin Jun was changing his clothes.

only……

His clothes were not grand, but rather old-fashioned.

Especially the azure color, the warm color is very inconspicuous, and the slightly old material looks more like bronze porcelain buried underground, without any edge.

Lin Jun frowned and said: "Your Highness, the people in the palace learned that you were kicked out by His Highness Ninth Prince last night, and the news spread like wildfire.

They are all just adding insult to injury. Not only did they sneak in and steal many things given by His Highness Ninth Prince, but even the breakfast delivered this morning..."

Emperor Changyuan's eyes fell on the meal on the dining table in the distance.

Two steamed buns and a small plate of pickled mustard.

The mustard is still sparse, obviously leftovers from yesterday's meal.

Emperor Changyuan's ability to live a comfortable life in the palace over the years was almost entirely dependent on Emperor Taiyin's protection.

Now that Di Taiyin no longer protects him, it is naturally difficult for him to move forward.

Emperor Changyuan's face darkened, but he said: "No problem."

He straightened his clothes and walked out.

Lin Jun immediately followed and reminded:

"Master, why don't you just have some breakfast... In the first three days, you were..."

But Emperor Changyuan didn't hear it and strode out of the remote palace.

Changyuan Palace is located in a very remote place.

It takes half an hour to walk to the Jinsheng Hall of the Shang Dynasty.

At first, there were no people around, the vegetation was desolate, everything was desolate, and the palace was old.

But the further you go, the more magnificent and magnificent the palace scenery becomes.

Emperor Changyuan had to go through this process every day when he went to court.

Every time I walk, it's like going from abyss to light.

As he approached, he looked towards the distant, high hall.

That is the supreme place, where hundreds of officials worship.

One day, he will be the one in charge of the world!

only,

Before he could walk over, Di Changyuan suddenly felt a sharp pain in his abdomen.

The cramping pain was like a knife twisting, coming hard and urgent.

Emperor Changyuan staggered to a remote wall, holding on to the wall with one hand and covering his abdomen with the other, almost unsteady on his feet.

It's a stomach attack.

For the first three days, I stood barefoot in the Moss Hall and felt the cold air entering my body.

To show how much he cared and the real torture in his heart during those three days, he didn't eat for almost three whole days.

This morning it was even more...

In just a moment, large beads of sweat broke out on his forehead, and his handsome face was twisted together in pain.

Many courtiers passed by in the distance, talking, laughing, or whispering to each other.

Di Changyuan glanced at him from a distance and used a big tree to cover his figure, not wanting others to see him.

When Di Taiyin came,

From his position, he could see the courtyard wall on the right side at a glance. Di Changyuan's body was squatting and kneeling under the wall with difficulty.

The clothes were a bit old.

His face was extremely pale.

I'm sick!

Di Taiyin's big hand immediately clenched tightly, and his nails dug deeply into his palm, almost causing bleeding marks.

But the sharp pain caused him to stay awake quickly.

Without Emperor Changyuan's grace, how could those people easily enter Changyuan Palace and steal all the good clothes and belongings?

If it wasn't for deliberate calculation, how could Di Changyuan happen to be sick at a location where he could see it?

The onset is real.

But even his illness and his own body were all his calculations and chips!

What Di Changyuan liked was his softness of heart, and what he wanted to take advantage of was his softness of heart!

"Cough cough..."

There was a very weak, fragile cough that was barely audible.

In the corner, Emperor Changyuan was coughing slightly and his hands were full of blood.

It's coughing up blood!

From running around in the past two days and the torture of these three days, his body was indeed severely damaged and he did not have a good rest.

The blood dyed his hands red, and also dyed Di Taiyin's eyes red.

He clearly knew that all this was Di Changyuan's plan, but seeing Di Changyuan lying there without anyone paying attention, Di Taiyin's heart still throbbed hard.

After all, he was the brother he had loved for 14 years.

The person he cared about most.

If he doesn't take action, no one in the palace will help Emperor Changyuan, and no one will help Emperor Changyuan...

But there was a voice that kept echoing in his ears:

Di Taiyin, it’s time to wake up!

He has been taking advantage of your soft heart for many years! I killed your mother-in-law and almost killed you. Isn’t that enough?

How long do you want to be soft-hearted!

Di Taiyin's palm had been pinched until blood oozed out.

He forced himself to keep walking along the avenue, moving forward, and no longer glanced sideways at the man.

Turn a deaf ear, turn a blind eye.

Two people, two time and space, passed by each other far apart...

The distance is getting farther and farther.

Di Changyuan, who fell behind the tree, knelt on one knee to support his body, raised his eyes to look at the dark green figure, and clenched his palms into fists.

Yes.

All this is his plan.

But it's also true.

Di Taiyin clearly saw it.

Every time they met, Di Taiyin would immediately ask him:

"Eleven, did you have a good meal today?"

"Eleven, I made bamboo dew cake for you with my own hands."

But now...

Even though his stomach attack was so serious, he still refused to look at him.

The once gentle and amiable Ninth Brother has become so cold-hearted and cold-blooded...

far away.

In fact, some courtiers saw it, but no one dared to come over.

Because Emperor Changyuan was disliked by the prince.

Helping Emperor Changyuan was tantamount to declaring an enemy to the prince.

What's more, there are now rumors that His Highness Ninth Prince also had conflicts with Emperor Changyuan.

A person with a lowly mother-in-law and no background is a trouble. Who wants to get into trouble?

So many people were hurriedly passing by between the avenues as if they didn't see anything, all of them dressed in rich clothes, chatting and laughing.

All of that fell into the eyes of Emperor Changyuan.

The sun was shining brightly, but to him it was pitch black.

The only star that was once fell, no light can be seen...

but,

Di Taiyin's torture was also seen by him.

Di Taiyin is Di Taiyin after all, how long can he persist?

"Your Highness Zhang Yuan..."

A high-pitched voice suddenly came.

Emperor Changyuan came to his senses and saw Xiao Fuzi, a eunuch from Jinsheng Palace.

Xiao Fuzi entered the palace not long ago. She was still very young, only fourteen years old, and did not understand so many twists and turns.

Over the years, I have only seen Emperor Changyuan being bullied and ignored in every possible way.

At this moment, when he saw Di Changyuan almost fainting here, vomiting blood but no one cared about him, his eyes were red:

"unacceptable!

Everyone said that the palace was magnificent. Before I entered the palace, I thought it was such a sacred place! Now it seems that it is all a waste! "

I once wanted to make great achievements and make a name for myself, but now in this worldly world, it has long been obliterated, and it feels ridiculous!

Xiaofuzi reached out to help Emperor Changyuan and said angrily:

"Your Highness Zhang Yuan, let's go to Jinsheng Palace and see who cares about it!

If he dislikes you, he shouldn't have allowed you to be born in the first place, and he shouldn't have let you come to this world to suffer! "

"Xiao Fuzi..."

Di Changyuan quickly interrupted him and yelled:

"Do you know what kind of crime it should be if someone hears these words?"

He reassured: "There is nothing wrong with this palace, those people just didn't see it.

It’s not that my father doesn’t care about me, he never knows about it, and I don’t want to cause any worries to him. "

"But……"

Xiao Fuzi wanted to say something else, but Emperor Changyuan's eyes fell on him:

"Do you know that there are floods in the south of the Yangtze River, threats in the west continent, and heavy private taxation?"

Of course Xiao Fuzi knows this.

"Now Eastern Qin is suffering from internal and external troubles, the people are in dire straits, and my father cannot sleep every night..."

Speaking of these, Emperor Changyuan's noble, beautiful, pale and bloodless face became even darker, and his eyebrows were frowned.

Xiao Fuzi didn't expect that he would still care about the world.

Looking around, which prince in the palace is as concerned about the country and the people as His Highness Chang Yuan!