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

Emperor Gaoqi originally thought that his son, whom he had neglected for 17 years, would definitely be a person who was not presentable.

Those born of slavery are bound to be submissive, humble and cowardly.

Even years of misery will surely wear them down to the point where they are neither human nor ghost.

The young man sitting in the yard, dressed in sky-blue brocade clothes and a snow fox cloak, looked as gentle as jade, with nobility in his bones.

It is like a piece of clear jade or a cold moon on a distant mountain, bright, cold, lonely and distant.

Emperor Gaoqi was watching outside the courtyard, feeling a strong sense of pride rising in his heart.

This is the son of Emperor Gaoqi. Even though he grew up in such an environment, he is still a rare talent among men.

In the past two days, Emperor Tiande and Emperor Xiaozhan had accidents one after another, and the rest of the princes were getting worse and worse.

The court was in turmoil, and all the civil and military officials began to have evil thoughts.

Even the Empress's family and the Imperial Concubine's family wanted to build up their own power and overthrow his rule.

In such a chaotic time, if that uncle of the emperor had ill intentions and tried to seize his throne...

Emperor Gaoqi was so anxious that he couldn't sleep at night, but he didn't expect that someone would suddenly propose Emperor Changyuan.

The Di Changyuan who appeared before him at this moment was like a beam of light.

"Are you Yuan'er?"

There was a hint of joy in his usually cold voice.

Di Changyuan looked up and saw a man in a dragon robe standing outside the courtyard.

He looked much older than I remembered, but his innate majesty was still there.

Di Changyuan was slightly stunned, as if he did not expect that Di Gaoqi would appear here so late at night.

Soon, he suppressed his shock and quickly stepped forward to salute:

"My son has met my father."

He was about to kneel down when Di Gaoqi came in and helped him up.

He stood in the courtyard, looking at the simple Fufeng Courtyard. Although it was elegant, it was too plain and narrow.

Emperor Gaoqi asked: "Have you lived in a place like this all these years?"

Di Changyuan frowned slightly: "What's wrong with this place?"

Emperor Gaoqi's eyes fell on his face: "Do you know that you are a prince? Do you have any resentment towards me?"

This is both a question and a test.

Emperor Gaoqi would not keep a person with hatred in his heart by his side.

But Di Changyuan had fantasized about meeting Di Gaoqi countless times since he was a child.

He was disgusted, disgusted with this cold-blooded and heartless man.

He even thought that he would be treated coldly when they met.

But he knew that if he wanted to go far, he had to let go of all his personal emotions.

So, after practicing this countless times in his mind, only a hint of confusion appeared on his noble face:

"Father, Chang Yuan is a prince, why do you hate him?"

He seemed really confused and had no idea why his father would ask this question.

Emperor Gaoqi looked into his eyes and said, "Living in such a place with no one to serve you, don't you really hate it?"

"So this is what father meant?" Di Changyuan's eyes were full of tenderness.

His eyes fell on the small courtyard, and he only liked and admired it:

“My mother taught me since I was young that it is a great honor for me to be blessed by God.

If it weren't for my father, she would have been a slave forever, and I would have been just a servant.

But being born in Fufeng Courtyard, I have my own courtyard, three meals a day and four seasons, and I don’t have to serve others or do hard labor.

Chang Yuan always feels happy when he sees other servants crowded in one hall. "

His voice was also very pleasant, without any other inappropriate emotions.

Emperor Gaoqi was suspicious and couldn't help but wonder, are there really people in this world who are as pure and noble as jade?

"Yuan'er, your father has neglected you over the years. Take your father to your room."

He took the initiative to shake Di Changyuan's hand. Di Changyuan was a little flattered, but not as humble as a servant.

It was as if they had never been disciplined for many years and did not have much awe or fear towards the emperor.

He helped Di Gaoqi into his room.

The room was simple, with a bed and a side hall for bathing.

There were bookshelves along the wall, filled with the books he had read.

Emperor Gao Qi walked over and saw military books, war manuals, the Four Books and the Five Classics.

The most frequently read book on the table was the Tao Te Ching.

Di Gaoqi narrowed his eyes and asked: "Why do you read these books on weekdays?"

Could it be that he had been planning something bad for a long time?

Otherwise, why would a poor prince learn these things?

There was indeed a hint of panic on Di Changyuan's face.

He hurried over and blocked another section of books on the table, not wanting Di Gaoqi to see them.

"Father...I..."

There was some trepidation in his voice.

Emperor Gaoqi became even more suspicious, so he walked over and forcibly took the book that he was blocking.

After flipping through it, I found that it was all information about Western Xinjiang, and there were a lot of notes recorded in it.

Di Changyuan frowned again: "Why are you looking at so much information about the Western Regions?"

Di Changyuan frowned, a little panicked. Under the pressure of his gaze, he had to lower his head and answer:

“To answer your Majesty… To be honest, when I was ten years old, I heard that there were many battles between Eastern Qin and Western Rong.

Although I am of low rank, I have always wanted to ask my father to confer the title of King of Western Frontier on me, to guard the Western Frontier for Dong Qin..."

The doubts surrounding Emperor Gaoqi faded away instantly.

Di Changyuan actually wanted to guard the Western Frontier, which is a deserted place.

But obviously, for an unpopular and completely forgotten prince like Di Changyuan, becoming a king is his greatest ambition in life.

Di Changyuan couldn't help but look at him: "Is this all your ambition?"

"Changyuan begs the emperor to grant my wish!" Emperor Changyuan knelt on the ground, with respect for him and passion for his dream.

"Hahaha!" Emperor Gao Qilong was very happy and helped him up.

"Why go to Western Xinjiang? You must stay by my side. Your Majesty is counting on you to share my worries!"

He took Di Changyuan and walked out, instructing his father-in-law:

"Clean up the East Palace immediately and order the Ministry of Rites to prepare for the crown prince ceremony!"

He completely let down his guard against Di Changyuan.

Beneath Di Changyuan's shocked eyes, there was a deeper meaning that no one knew.

For a suspicious person like Di Gaoqi, if you show that you don't have any flaws or the slightest ambition, it will make him more suspicious.

And showing the so-called ambition is naturally enough to win his trust.

Attack the person and attack his heart.

That night, Emperor Changyuan was taken back to the Eastern Palace by Emperor Gaoqi.

Emperor Gaoqi rewarded him with a lot of treasures, which was also a reward for his supreme power.

The East Palace was tidied out that night, and he, Chu Nuan, Ning Xi and others were all helped to move into the East Palace.

Emperor Changyuan was shocked and felt it was inappropriate, but Emperor Gaoqi almost begged him to be the crown prince.

He had been planning carefully for this position all along, and now, Emperor Gaoqi was handing it over to him.

Emperor Changyuan stood in the luxurious East Palace, looking at the silk, brocade, pearl and jade candlesticks, still a little dazed.

Is this the birthday gift Chu Nuan gave him?

Chu Nuan happened to appear outside the hall. She stood at the entrance of the hall and said to him:

"Not only that, but also this..."

Chu Nuan moved to the side of the hall.

At night, two old men appeared in the brightly lit palace.

It was Mr. Chu and Mrs. Chu.

Ten years ago, they were not the richest people in Northern Qi, and Chu Nuan asked them to do what they should do.

Now, they are.

Behind them, there was a group of servants following, bringing treasures from all over the world.

Mr. Chu looked at Di Changyuan, his cloudy eyes full of trembling and concern:

"Yuan'er... Grandpa finally sees you..."

Di Changyuan stood there in a daze, quite shocked.

I remember that when Chu Nuan approached him since he was a child, she told him that he would also have a family who loved him, and a grandparents.

For ten years, he never took it seriously.

But today...

On the night of his birthday, the crown prince, his relatives, all came one after another...

Di Changyuan's gaze couldn't help but pass over the two old men and fall on Chu Nuan outside the door.

In the dark night, she stood there, her small figure always shrouded in a layer of healing glow.

For some reason, he suddenly felt a pain in his brain, as if some messy images were jumping...