Prince Mo Tanhuan

Gu Liuer turned over and sat up, looking at An Peifeng, his fists were clenched by his side: "Father, why are you doing this? The second brother, the third brother, and the fourth brother are all eyeing the throne. Don't you go?" Let them be the prince, but let me be the prince who is idle? Do you really want me to be the target of public criticism and turn against them?"

An Peifeng also said seriously: "If you can't even handle them, there is no need to be the prince."

"I don't care about it!" Gu Liu'er shouted.

"You have to be rare if you don't care about it!" An Peifeng's voice was louder than his.

The two father and son stared at each other angrily, their swords were on the verge of breaking out, like a dragon and a tiger confronting each other, it seemed that the next moment there would be dark clouds, lightning and thunder.

In the end, it was An Peifeng who showed weakness.

He rubbed the space between his brows, and said wearily, "Liu'er, you have to know that no one is more suitable for this throne than you."

Gu Liuer's eyes suddenly turned red.

His cheeks were twitching, and the emotions in his heart were brewing, tossing the river and sea, and howling the wind.It took him a long time to find his own voice from his throat, it was so hoarse and uncomfortable: "Father, the most suitable person for this throne has already been forced to death by us."

Hearing this, An Peifeng was stunned.

It's not "I", it's "we".

The gathering of the three princes, the marriage of the prince, and the talk on the wedding night.Gu Liuer knew it all.

He knows it all.

"Father... a tiger's poison doesn't eat its offspring?" Gu Liu'er smiled, tears slipped from his eyes, he lowered his head to wipe away the tears, then raised his head and continued, "Father, when I begged you to give me your brother, We don't want the throne, we are different, even if we are ordinary people, we won't embarrass you. But what?"

An Peifeng is already in his 50s, and the corners of his eyes are already wrinkled due to years of fatigue.He listened to this son, who had always been sloppy, gradually uncover the scars in his heart, and his face gradually turned pale.

"You promised me. Father, you promised me." Gu Liuer's voice was so serious and hoarse.

An Peifeng's Adam's apple rolled, he turned his head away from looking at his son whom he loved and hated, and clenched his fists on the table.

"On the wedding night, Ziyu committed suicide in front of me." Gu Liuer cried for the first time in front of this man, even when he was a child, he had never cried before.Others say that he is noisy and tactful, he can make the harem uneasy, and at the same time make most of the people in the harem happy.

In fact, Gu Liuer understands everything.He didn't want to blame his father.His father is not only their father, but also the monarch of this country.The crown prince has an affair with his younger brother, who can accept it?So between the prince and him, you can only choose one.

His second brother, third brother and fourth brother are not qualified for the throne, they care more about their own interests, the right to be emperor, rather than the common people.

It was he, Gu Liu'er, who was ignorant of the overall situation, and stretched out his demonic claws to his brother-in-law, so he always knew that it was he himself who pushed his father into a desperate situation where he had to make choices, forced Ziyu to death, and kept everything peaceful. To break, to overthrow everything.

He doesn't want to stay in this palace, he wants to escape from all this.

But his father regarded him as the last straw.

"Father, I really don't want to stay in this palace, my son really doesn't want to stay in this palace." Gu Liuer sniffed and wiped away her tears with her sleeve.

As a royal, it is too hard, too tiring, too many responsibilities and obligations, too many last resorts.He would rather be a male favorite in Yu Shulin's mansion, an ordinary person.

"Tomorrow I will bring Yu Shulin into the palace, you stay calm." An Peifeng got up, and he left with a flick of his sleeves.

Gu Liu'er lay down, he covered his eyes with his hands, and finally couldn't help it, he broke down and cried.

His imperial brother, his son, who had protected him all his life and loved him all his life, was driven into a desperate situation by himself, and he actually naively asked his father to ask for him?It is said that there is no need for the throne, no power, as long as they are with each other.

So naive, so...cruel.

An Peifeng walked out of Jingning Palace, Eunuch Li looked at the king who was over half a hundred years old with distress, his black hair had been dyed the color of years, interspersed with white.Eunuch Li wanted to say something, but he couldn't comfort him.

When going down the steps, a small object fell to the ground.

When An Peifeng saw it, his eyes immediately turned red.

——It was a talisman given by Hong'er (An Ruohong, Zi Ziyu).

He has always been placed on the chest, why did it fall off today?

He bent down to pick it up, the "Ping An" on it was finely embroidered, and there was a small "Hong" character in the lower left corner.

There seemed to be that immature but calm voice in my ears.

"Father, you have been in poor health recently. This is the amulet worn by my son. I hope my father will not dislike it."

An Peifeng squatted down, and forgot about this squat.

How can you hate it?

How could you dislike it?

……

"Wow, brother, you're here? Look at me! Look at me! I'm climbing up!"

An Ruoliu, who was only five years old, was jumping happily on the eaves, and waved to An Ruohong, who was ten years old. When An Ruohong saw him, his face turned pale with shock, and he called anxiously on the ground: "Liu'er! Come down!"

An Ruoliu curled her lips, and immediately wanted to fly down like other masters, so startled that An Ruohong hurriedly caught him in mid-air.

Ten-year-old An Ruohong was not much taller, and he sprained his ankle when he landed, but he didn't say a word, just frowned.

An Ruoliu was still clapping excitedly in his arms: "Brother Huang is awesome! Brother Huang is amazing!"

An Ruohong was helpless, he pinched An Ruoliu's nose, pretended to be fierce and said: "Next time, don't climb so high, and if you go up again, I'll spank your ass!"

"Oh, Your Highness Fifth Prince, you scared the slaves to death." A large group of maids came running in small steps. The leading maid was dressed differently from the other maids. The others were blue, but hers was cyan.Seeing An Ruohong, the palace maid in Tsing Yi quickly knelt down and kowtowed, "See Your Highness, I don't know His Highness is here, slaves deserve death."

An Ruohong hugged An Ruoliu and looked at the court lady together, An Ruoliu was still smiling: "The bad palace maid is kneeling down!"

An Ruohong said: "Get up, if His Highness hadn't happened to pass by this time, Liu'er's safety would be worrying. You don't have to serve the fifth prince anymore, you can go directly to the Huanyi Bureau to work as errands."

Hearing this, the complexions of these court ladies changed drastically, and they looked at each other in blank dismay.The maid in Tsing Yi hurriedly kowtowed and said: "His Royal Highness, please calm down! Your Highness, please calm down! The servants will never dare again!"

An Ruohong only glanced at it, and then said to the maid next to him: "Supervise them, and report to the Clothes Bureau tomorrow. From today onwards, Liu'er will be taken care of by His Highness myself."

"This..." The personal maid hesitated for a moment.

These five princes are the sons of Empress Gu. Empress Gu passed away unfortunately during childbirth. Now the White Empress presides over the harem. It's not that the five princes all climbed up to the palace with ladders, and no maid came to stop them.

"Why, you also want to go to the Clothes Bureau?" An Ruohong, who was ten years old, had just reached the chest of the maid, but he was already full of momentum.

The maid who was close to her body trembled, and hurriedly responded: "Yes, Your Highness."