The eldest sister was reborn and the younger sister traveled through time. I just want to survive.

Yu Wantai's facial features are charming and delicate without any effeminateness, and even reveal a bit of boldness and sharpness. When he closes his eyes and falls asleep, his temperament is as refreshing and clean as the breeze blowing across the mountains.

If Yan Muxi had not seen it with her own eyes, it would have been hard for her to imagine that such charmingness and purity could be perfectly embodied in one person at the same time.

Yan Muxi was staring in a trance when Yu Wantai suddenly opened her eyes. When she met the bloodshot peach eyes, she felt a sudden pain in her heart.

After calming herself down, she asked softly, "Why are you awake, my Lord? Do you want some water to moisten your lips?"

Seeing Yu Wantai propping himself up with his arms, she hurriedly got up to help him, but saw that he was just struggling to move his body towards the inside of the bed and was not trying to get off.

"It's getting late, you should go to bed!" Yu Wantai looked at the empty space next to the bed.

Yan Muxi was stunned for a moment before she realized that he moved in to make room for her to sleep. "The prince is injured, so I will go to the low couch beside to rest."

When he stood up to leave, Yu Wantai suddenly stretched out his arm and grabbed his sleeve.

"Just rest here. I can't sleep and I want you to talk to me."

Suddenly without any warning, he was asked to sleep on the same bed. Yan Muxi wanted to refuse in her heart, but she didn't know why, when she looked at the pale handsome face in front of her, she was afraid that if she nodded too late, the other party would suffer double the pain, let alone refuse.

So she responded softly, "Okay." Then she took off her shoes and lay down outside the bed.

There was another person beside her. Yan Muxi was lying flat on the bed, while Yu Wantai was lying facing her. She could see his pale face in a blink of an eye.

She didn't dare to look around, and her body was tense, so she didn't dare to move. She asked in a low voice, "What does the prince want me to say to you?"

"You can say whatever you want." Yu Wantai's voice was very soft and gentle.

Yan Muxi's nervous heart calmed down a little. She thought for a moment and asked, "Can I ask the prince some questions?"

Yu Wantai answered simply, "It's up to you."

"Why did my father whip you?" After asking this question, Yan Muxi began to feel uneasy again.

Although she had already guessed the general reason, she still wanted to get confirmation from Yu Wantai.

After a long silence, just when Yan Muxi thought Yu Wantai would not answer her question, Yu Wantai suddenly said, "Because I did a good deed that was praised by the people."

The guess was confirmed, and Yan Muxi's heart was filled with an inexplicable sadness and desolation, "So, from now on, I can only be a wicked woman despised by everyone, doing evil things, and I can no longer do good things, right?"

Yu Wantai remained silent and did not respond. Yan Muxi knew that this was his consent.

But she still didn't understand. She turned around and pointed upwards, "Why? Why is he so afraid of Prince Rong's Mansion?"

"Why?" Yu Wantai's eyes were filled with sarcasm, "Because the person sitting in that position should be my father. He is enjoying something stolen. How can he sit there peacefully?"

Yan Muxi's eyes suddenly widened, and he couldn't believe what he heard.

When Yu Wantai first heard the news, he was as incredulous as Yan Muxi, and even suspected that it was a lie told by his father.

But it was not until his father's words came true again and again that he realized that he was really living in a luxurious cage, a cage woven by the emperor himself for their Rongwang Mansion.

I still remember when I was young, every time I entered the palace, my father would warn me that I should be a person who conceals my shortcomings, behaves in a low profile, and not compete with the other princes for superiority or inferiority.

Although he did as his father instructed, he did not agree with it in his heart.

Because the Empress Dowager and the Emperor doted on him very much, even if he had conflicts with the princes, the Empress Dowager and the Emperor would choose to protect him without principles. He didn't understand why he should hide his incompetence.

Until he was nine years old, his competitive spirit took over and he forgot his father's instructions. He won the first prize in the autumn hunting horseback archery competition against a group of young men from noble families, and he also injured the eldest prince in the subsequent martial arts competition.

Before he could get his chance, he was kidnapped by an assassin and taken to North Vietnam on his way back to Luodu after the autumn hunt.

When he was rescued and returned to the palace three years later, the first thing his father said to him was, "My child, remember this: if you want to live well in the future, you must forget what you were like before and put on a mask to live the way the ruler wants you to see."

He asked his father, "Who is the ruler? How can I become what the ruler wants me to be?"

"The ruler of Dafeng is the emperor, and what the emperor wants is you. It seems that you will never be able to compete for the throne." After saying this, the father let out a long sigh.

The twelve-year-old boy was no longer as ignorant as he was in childhood. He quickly understood the meaning of his father's words. The emperor was afraid of the Rong Palace to an outrageous degree.

But he didn't understand. The emperor had been on the throne for many years, his throne was stable, the country was growing stronger, and his father was not greedy for power or influence. Why should the emperor be so afraid of his father?

To this day, Yu Wantai still hasn't figured out whether the emperor's fear of Prince Rong's Mansion was simply due to suspicion, or because he had learned about the late emperor's will that his father had concealed.

At that time in Zhuxiang Hall, old Prince Rong heard Princess Rong's breathing steady, so he stood up, took away her wet pillow and replaced it with a dry one.

Seeing his wife still sobbing in her sleep, he couldn't help but sigh and regret the foolish decision he had made.

In fact, this was not the first time he regretted it. He regretted it when his son was abducted. He regretted that he should not have exchanged Emperor Yuanjing for North Vietnam, and he regretted even more that he should not have handed over the throne and military power.

Unfortunately, there is no medicine for regret in the world. A tiger with its teeth pulled out can only linger in the hunter's cage.

Emperor Yuanjing was the third son of the late emperor. His birth mother, Concubine Yuan, was the youngest daughter of the former Duke Dingguo. Her origin was even more noble than that of the late empress.

The Yuan family's attempt to force abdication and rebellion failed, and Concubine Yuan who participated in the attempt was sentenced to death. Although the young Emperor Yuanjing saved his life, he became a thorn in the eyes of the late emperor.

The Yuan family's forced abdication and rebellion destroyed nearly 30% of Dafeng's military forces. When North Vietnam proposed that the prince of Dafeng go to North Vietnam as a hostage, the late emperor pushed out the five-year-old Emperor Yuanjing without hesitation.

Emperor Yuanjing was a hostage in North Vietnam for nine years until Prince Rong led his troops to capture three cities in North Vietnam and exchanged the cities for him, and he was able to return to his homeland.

In addition to Emperor Yuanjing, the late emperor had six other sons, so it was impossible for outsiders to rebel and take the throne, and Emperor Yuanjing had been a hostage in North Vietnam for nine years.

When Prince Rong returned to Luodu after learning of the late emperor's death, all of the late emperor's sons except Emperor Yuanjing were still alive.

Prince Rong had only two choices: either seize the throne himself with military power, or push Emperor Yuanjing to the throne.

On the night of returning to Luodu, Marquis Dingbei secretly gave Prince Rong the late emperor's decree of succession. The late emperor actually wanted to pass the throne to Prince Rong instead of his only son.

At that time, Emperor Yuanjing had already captured the Imperial Guards and most of the court officials. Even if Prince Rong had the emperor's decree of succession, he would still have to fight a bloody battle before he could ascend the throne.

No one knew that King Rong had been beaten with a stick for half his life, but what he hated most was war. He dreamed of a peaceful and prosperous country with no more killing.

Therefore, knowing full well that Emperor Yuanjing might kill his father and brother, Prince Rong still chose to give in, allowing him to ascend the throne smoothly.