Ruyi's Royal Love in the Palace: Spring in the Palace

"He believes whatever others say. The emperor has no shortage of sons, so he naturally has no intention of wasting time educating a son who doesn't have the qualities to be a crown prince."

"I am thinking of the friendship we once had, and I hope that the eldest prince will wake up and stop thinking about things he cannot do. It is not time to fight for the throne yet, and these little fights are enough to make him suffer."

"In the battle for the throne, casualties are common. If the eldest prince wakes up in time and knows that he cannot compete with others, it would be better for him to be a rich and noble prince from now on. It would be better than losing his life in vain."

Yan Wan sighed again, wondering how could the eldest prince be so stupid? He knew about this but didn't even check it out first, and just waited for her to give him a solution. Since he was so mediocre in talent, what was the point of fighting for him?

* Hall of Mental Cultivation

The emperor was holding a Buddha's hand flower hairpin that he had made on the Chinese Valentine's Day. He made it himself as a gift to the empress, and even after many years, it still looked like new.

Langya cherished this item and kept it separately in a brocade drawer. When the emperor saw it, he felt sad and bitter, and felt even more that the queen loved him deeply and missed him very much.

He was playing with the item in his hand when Jinzhong walked in quietly and reported, "Your Majesty, the eldest prince wants to see you."

The emperor nodded, still holding the hairpin in his hand.

The eldest prince came in and immediately knelt down to pay his respects.

The emperor glanced at him and said, "Yonghuang, why are you doing such a great honor today?"

Yonghuang raised his head and said with some forbearance and pain, "Father, yesterday was my mother's birthday, so I went to Anhua Palace to pray for her."

When mentioning Imperial Noble Consort Zhemin, the Emperor recalled what he had asked Empress Xiaoxian before her death, that he had misunderstood Langya when her life was about to end.

The emperor's heart was filled with even more sadness, and he looked at the object in his hand with deep affection.

Langya, no one will misunderstand you anymore from now on.

"It's only right for you to go and pay respects to Imperial Noble Consort Zhemin on her birthday." The emperor didn't care. He was completely immersed in his perfect sadness and didn't want anyone to disturb his thoughts.

The eldest prince looked sad and said, "Unexpectedly, I heard a rumor that my mother was killed by Empress Xiaoxian..."

The emperor was furious. He frowned, took a deep breath and said, "What nonsense!"

Seeing that the emperor was unhappy, the eldest prince lowered his head, hiding the fear in his eyes, and said, "When I was young, Empress Xiaoxian always cared about me and took good care of me. I don't think the emperor is such a person..."

Yonghuang quietly raised his head and saw that the emperor's expression had softened a lot. He continued, "Empress Xiaoxian is my son's respected mother, and mother gave birth to Yonghuang. I am extremely sad to hear such rumors all of a sudden."

"I am deeply saddened that the Empress Dowager was mistakenly accused of murdering my mother." Yonghuang lowered his head and said tremblingly, "My son is stupid and doesn't know what to do, so I can only come to report to the Emperor, so as to avoid being plotted against by others."

The emperor was silent, and the eldest prince became even more nervous. Thunder and rain were all grace from the emperor, and he was really afraid that the emperor would be angry and take his anger out on him.

After all, the emperor's reaction just now was too intense, as if he wanted to eat him alive.

The eldest prince guessed in his heart that if he was not the emperor's biological son, but just an ordinary palace servant, these two sentences would be enough to kill him.

After a while, the emperor suddenly said gently, "Get up."

Yonghuang hurriedly got up and stood in front of the emperor in a proper manner. The emperor's eyes were gentle. He didn't want people to misunderstand Empress Xiaoxian, so he patiently explained, "I know you are worried, but I can tell you that Empress Xiaoxian has a kind heart and has never harmed anyone's life."

"I have always kept the death of Imperial Consort Zhemin in my heart and have never forgotten it. If there is anything fishy, ​​and if I notice any clues one day, I will never let that vicious person go easily." The emperor comforted.

His words were like a reassurance, making Yonghuang feel much calmer. At least he knew that the emperor had never forgotten his mother, and Empress Xiaoxian was not the murderer of his mother.

The emperor has affection for his mother, so naturally his mother's son also has some affection for her.

The emperor changed the subject and asked coldly, "Who told you these distorted rumors?"

The eldest prince looked embarrassed and said hesitantly, "It's Concubine Jia."

"When I was praying in Anhua Hall, I heard Concubine Jia repenting before the Buddha, and she mentioned the cause of my mother's death in every word."

"My son was extremely worried and rushed out to ask about it. After Concubine Jia made several excuses, she finally told my son about it."

The emperor took a deep breath and exhaled slowly. His expression changed several times, and then he gritted his teeth and said, "Very good, it's Jiapin again."

"I'm not even dead yet! And you're already starting to make up stories about my late queen?" The emperor was furious. He picked up the teacup next to him and smashed it to the ground.

Frightened, Yonghuang immediately knelt down again, repeatedly saying, "Father Emperor, please calm down."

The emperor was furious. He waved his hand and said, "Yonghuang, please go down first. The mourning ceremony will continue in the afternoon. Please don't remember these inappropriate words."

Yonghuang nodded quickly and responded, "Your son obeys your command. Your Majesty, please take care of your health. Your son will take his leave first." Then he hurriedly left the Palace of Tranquil Longevity.

If he waited a little longer, Yonghuang was afraid that his father would get so angry that he would accidentally hit someone.

Unexpectedly, in the heart of the Emperor, Empress Xiaoxian had such a high status. Yonghuang felt a little scared. What if he had not been to Yongshou Palace and just believed what Concubine Jia said?

Then what was broken was probably not the teacup, but Yonghuang himself.

Yonghuang was afraid, and suddenly he felt a little scared. He thought that the fight for the throne was a matter of life and death, so why not not fight for the throne and just be a leisurely prince.

But he had such a good opportunity. He was the eldest son, and the emperor still had feelings for his mother. It was difficult for Yonghuang to give up the advantages he had.

He sighed. He had already decided to fight for it. How could he give up halfway? Yonghuang tried not to think about the terrible consequences of failure. If he lost, he would pay a huge price. So he had to win.

*Except for the emperor and the empress dowager, everyone else knelt on the ground and cried for Langya.

The emperor still held the Buddha's hand flower hairpin in his hand. He looked at the people in mourning clothes and suddenly said, "Jiapin."

This sound stopped the crying, and everyone carefully raised their heads to look at the emperor's expression.

Yongqi cried so hard that he couldn't stop all of a sudden and was still sobbing. Bai Ruiji hurriedly hugged him and patted his back.

Yanwan wiped the tears from her face with a handkerchief and looked up in the direction of Jin Yuyan.