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The emperor took a deep breath, and after a moment of silence, a trace of helplessness and determination flashed in his eyes, and he slowly said: "Let's put aside the matter between them for now. I will find a way. Let's talk about your Crown Princess first."

Hearing this, the prince's heart suddenly tightened, a layer of sweat broke out on his forehead, and he looked at the emperor nervously.

His lips trembled slightly as he hesitated whether to speak or not, feeling extremely conflicted.

Finally, the prince mustered up the courage and said anxiously: "Crown Princess...Crown Princess..."

However, he hesitated to speak, his voice stopped abruptly, and an embarrassed and painful expression appeared on his face.

It was really hard for him to say it because she was his first wife!

The emperor looked at the prince, his eyes revealing a hint of disappointment and dissatisfaction.

He then said, "Your Crown Princess is too ambitious. Such a woman is not fit to be the Crown Princess. I have long seen her ambition. If such a woman is made the Queen, it will definitely cause a great disturbance in the future. However, the old man of the Song family is still here. I have to see what he has done for the court in his half-life, so I did not touch the Song family. But I am putting it here. The woman of the Song family is not fit to be the Queen."

These words were like a bolt from the blue, causing the prince's heart to ache.

He knew the emperor's character very well. Once he made up his mind, it would be difficult to change it.

This time, the Emperor stated so firmly that a woman from the Song family could not become the Queen, which undoubtedly blocked all the escape routes for the Crown Princess.

The Crown Prince felt extremely tired. He had asked the Crown Princess about the truth of the matter many times last night, but each time he got the Crown Princess's blank answer.

Now, when he understood the whole story, how could he not understand that the Crown Princess was actually plotting to frame Princess Fuxia?

In fact, Princess Fuxia has always had a very good impression in the prince's heart. The prince is a kind person, and Ye Zifen has that kind of personality. What she did was only to make the prince admire her even more.

Every time the prince saw the memorial sent by Mr. Huang at the seaside, he would sigh: "I, the prince, am not as good as a woman. Fuxia is really a role model for the people of the world."

The emperor naturally knew that the prince thought so highly of Ye Zifen, which was one of the reasons why he wanted to keep Ye Zifen to protect the prince when he ascended the throne.

After all, the prince values ​​Ye Zifen very much, and since she is a woman, she may be able to escape unscathed in the future.

But now the Crown Princess wants to frame someone. The Crown Princess and Princess Fuxia are not on the same level at all.

Ye Zifen was like an eagle soaring in the sky, while the Crown Princess at this time was like a rat hiding underground.

How dare the light of a firefly compete with the bright moon?

The prince spoke with difficulty: "Old Master Song is already old, we can only wait for Old Master Song... to depose the Crown Princess. But I'm afraid Anle won't be able to accept it by then."

The emperor stared at the prince quietly, with a complicated expression in his eyes.

He slowly said, "Prince, do you know why I am reluctant to make you the crown prince even though you are the eldest son?"

Upon hearing this, the prince looked up, his face full of confusion and puzzlement.

The emperor sighed softly, with a hint of helplessness in his tone, and continued: "I really don't know whether it was right or wrong to let you pay homage to the great Confucian scholars as your teachers. Although you are benevolent, you lack means. If you were in a peaceful and prosperous era, you might be able to create a prosperous scene; however, once you face a situation where others compete for the throne, I am afraid you will not be able to survive for long. Son, do you understand the truth behind this?"

The prince raised his head slightly, a thoughtful look flashed in his eyes, and then he asked softly: "So, father is hesitant not because your son is not good enough, but because your son is too kind and gentle, right?"

The emperor said slowly: "There is no such thing as absolute good or bad. It just depends on whether it is suitable. Then, do you know why I appointed you as the crown prince two years ago?"

The prince hesitated for a moment, then replied, "Is it because of Princess Fuxia?"

The emperor smiled and said affirmatively: "Princess Fuxia is indeed one of the reasons. In addition, there is the Tiger Army. With this powerful army that can resist foreign invasions, you can let go and display your talents."

The prince stood quietly, looking at the emperor intently, without saying a word.

The emperor's face was as calm as a lake, but his eyes revealed a hint of fatigue.

He coughed twice and said, "Daxia is currently suffering from drought. The domestic situation is severe, and the people are living in hardship. The country is in urgent need of recuperation. And you, naturally, become the most suitable candidate."

Hearing this, a bitter smile appeared on the prince's face.

He was fully aware of the heavy responsibility he shouldered. Looking at the emperor who had aged a lot in the past two years, he also understood the helplessness hidden behind this.

In addition to the needs of the country, he knew there was another important factor, which was that he was already old, and if he inherited the throne, he might not be in power for long.

So if it is not appropriate and the time is short, nothing can be done.

However, if he could bring some peace and prosperity to Daxia in the limited years ahead, it would be considered as an explanation to his ancestors.

The prince took a deep breath, a hint of determination flashed in his eyes, and he smiled bitterly and asked, "Father, in your plan, after I pass away, which prince do you think is the most suitable to inherit the throne?"

The emperor smiled slightly, but his laughter seemed a little hoarse and seemed to be a little bitter.

He shook his head slowly and replied, "That is no longer my concern. You can start thinking about this issue now, or just ignore it and let things develop. After all, the fight for the throne is always accompanied by blood and fighting, and in the end only the strongest can ascend the throne."

The prince never expected that his father would say such a blunt statement.

He couldn't help but feel a chill running down his spine, a mix of emotions welling up in his heart.

He realized that in this game of power, family affection might just be an illusion, and the real contest had just begun.

He frowned and asked, "Father, do you think I can compete with the younger brothers?"

The emperor smiled slightly and said firmly: "That's why I left Fu Xia in the capital to protect you. As long as she is here, the Hong family, the Tiger Army, and several border generals such as the Imperial Edict Zhenbei General will stand on your side. In this way, your brothers will have no choice but to accept reality."

The prince couldn't help but sigh: All of them were calculated by his father, and even the power in their hands was arranged.