It's not that I want to fall in love [Quick Transmigration]

Zhao Tuo also once wondered why King Ning did not treat him like a father treats his son.When he was younger, when he was younger, he also tried to get the attention of the other party by tricks.

But then not anymore.

Zhao Tuo straightened his back and stood in the study, facing a snow-white wall.His study room was built according to the style of King Ning's study room, and the interior furnishings were roughly the same, but the paintings and calligraphy on the wall could not be copied.

For example, on the wall in front of him, there is a portrait hanging in King Ning's study.

A portrait of his birth mother.

People in the capital said how his mother looked like a fish but a wild goose, but Zhao Tuo himself was not impressed.The only thing left is not about her face, but the slight fragrance that can be smelled when she is held in her arms.

He would miss her when he was young, so he often sneaked to King Ning's study to see the painting.

Next to the painting are two bookshelves, with a groove in between, and he can just fit in when he shrinks.Sometimes he squatted there for half a day, the small space gave him a sense of security, and the woman he could see when he looked up had gentle eyes, as if smiling at him.

One summer afternoon, it seemed that there was a guest at King Ning's mansion, and he slipped into the study while King Ning went out to greet him.

I still look at that painting, and I get sleepy after looking at it for a long time, and forget to leave.

In the end, he was awakened by the sound of King Ning talking with others.

Zhao Tuo said nothing.Although he was very young, he also knew that it was wrong for him to sneak into the study without saying hello, and King Ning's eyes that were not eager to see him would be even colder.The best way is to wait for King Ning to leave after talking with the guests, and then sneak out, so that no one will know.

The visitor's voice sounded familiar, and after hearing a few words, Zhao Tuo remembered that it was Yang Qingshan, a man who often came to the mansion to play chess with King Ning.

Yang Qingshan's voice contained a tension that pretended to be relaxed: "The news from the Tai Hospital is indeed a boy."

King Ning paused and replied, "It's not unexpected."

"Zhao Tuo is only six years old. You also know that the difference of six years old is not too big."

Zhao Tuo became alert when he heard his name.He faintly felt that the content of the conversation between the two seemed to be related to him.He boldly poked his head outside and saw King Ning's profile.King Ning seemed to be laughing, but his voice didn't fluctuate at all.

"This king never expected to change anything in six years."

Yang Qingshan raised his eyebrows and said: "Then why did you bother to invite Liu Lao from Huangzhou to teach him vertical and horizontal techniques?"

Oh, he's talking about Mr. Liu who always bends over like a prawn. He speaks with a strong southern accent, half of a sentence is incomprehensible.Zhao Tuo thought to himself, it turned out that the gentleman was invited from Huangzhou, and from what Yang Qingshan said, this old man seemed to have a lot of background.

King Ning said: "You're right. I was indeed unwilling. If he hadn't threatened me with Ah Qiao's life back then, I wouldn't have...five or six years after he ascended the throne, he didn't have any heirs. Doubt this is retribution."

"So you want to..."

"I want Zhao Tuo to sit in that position." King Ning admitted frankly.

Zhao Tuo's heart was beating fast, he didn't know if he understood what King Ning and Yang Qingshan said.Growing up in the royal family, he has an almost pathological sensitivity to certain issues.But without giving him more time to calm down and think, the conversation between the two immediately set off a huge wave.

Yang Qingshan stood up abruptly, knocking over the chair with such a large movement.

"But don't forget, Zhao Tuo is his son!"

King Ning changed his face and said, "How do you know?"

Yang Qingshan lowered his voice: "How do I know? Why can't I know? How long did you and Zhao Fang watch Ah Qiao back then? I watched you for as long as she did."

King Ning pressed his forehead, apparently feeling extremely uneasy.

Zhao Tuo even felt that he heard the heavy panting of those two people one after another.It seems to be more desperate than anyone else.

"So what?" King Ning broke the silence, "Zhao Fang doesn't know. He only knows that his position is taken away by my son, and he can't do anything about it."

Yang Qingshan said with a smile: "That was before. Now that Zhao Fang has an heir, do you know how much it will cost to let Zhao Tuo take over in this situation?"

King Ning sighed.

"That's why I said, I was not reconciled."

The study was so quiet that Zhao Tuo almost had the illusion that the two had left.

But there was no sound of the door opening or closing for a long time.

He felt that his mind was in a mess, and he wished he could run to the back garden and yell a few times, or simply jump off the pond and splash a few times.Gritting his teeth and looking out, he saw that Yang Qingshan seemed to be holding King Ning's hand, and the two were very intimate.King Ning's back froze for a moment, he shook off Yang Qingshan and walked out of the study.Yang Qingshan followed out.

Only then did Zhao Tuo dare to let out the suffocation stuck in his chest.

He knew too much that afternoon.What you should know, what you shouldn't know, all got into your brain, and you can't forget it.

He couldn't forget King Ning's cold tone when he mentioned his name.

As long as you pay attention to observation, it is not difficult to find clues of the past.Everyone in the palace saw that he was young, so sometimes they would not be so obstructed when they gossiped.Gradually, Zhao Tuo slowly returned to what might have happened back then.

Those truths will only make him look down on King Ning even more.

Because he couldn't bear the life of his beloved, he gave up his right to win the heir apparent.In the end, it was discovered that the other party was pregnant with her brother's child.Wanting to use this child to take revenge, he hesitated for six years without taking action, and lost the opportunity for no reason.

The young Zhao Tuo thought that if he were him, he would not be so cowardly.

He won't give up that position just because he doesn't want to part with a woman.Not to mention letting her and that child live after discovering that the other party had communicated with others secretly.Even if he wanted to spare that child's life, it would only be to take revenge by making better use of him.

When Zhao Fang has no heirs and the country has no heir, if Zhao Fang kills the other party, then the throne is likely to fall by the wayside.

Or use Zhao Fang's hand to kill the child, and then tell him that it is his own flesh and blood.

No matter which one of so many possibilities, it is better than the current situation.

Six-year-old Zhao Tuo calmly thought of various ways to kill himself for King Ning.

Ten-year-old Zhao Tuo scoffed at himself back then.He felt that thinking like that was just an expression of evasion. He used all kinds of imagination to prove that he was calmer and smarter than King Ning, but he couldn't change any facts.

What matters is never what you think, but how you do it.

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The candlelight in Zhao Tuo's study stayed on all night.

By the time King Ning heard the news from the housekeeper, it was already the next morning.

Zhao Tuo actually stood in the study all night, and finally passed out from exhaustion.

The old butler spoke bitterly, but the only audience was not as sentimental as he was.

"understood."

"My lord...won't you go to see the prince?" The butler wiped his eyes. He was busy looking for a doctor early in the morning and ordered his servants to take care of him. His eyes were bloodshot, "Such a small child..."

"understood."

King Ning opened the account book beside the table.The butler knew that this meant to ask him not to talk too much, so he dawdled for a while and left.

After finishing his daily homework, King Ning thought that Yang Qingshan might not come to the Imperial College to give a lecture today, and that other important people had no appointments, so he planned to visit his sick son.

Unlike him, Zhao Tuo has been in good health since he was a child, and has never had a serious illness.I just stood all night and was hungry and tired. Now I ate something and lay down to rest for a long time. I feel better already.

Seeing King Ning enter the room, the doctor hurriedly gave up the seat beside the bed: "My lord, your son's health is fine, as long as he recuperates for a few days, he will be fine."

"En." Ning Wang walked to the bed, did not sit down, looked at Zhao Tuo's face, and asked, "Have you figured it out?"

Zhao Tuo was originally good-looking, with a small face that looked like jade.Now I just ate some small supplements, and my face is bloody, rosy, and any parent will feel distressed when they look at it.

"Think clearly." His voice was still a little weak, and he sounded out of breath.

King Ning glanced at the butler, and all the irrelevant people in the room withdrew.

"Have you figured out what?"

Zhao Tuo said seriously: "I shouldn't show my dissatisfaction with Master Lin."

"is it?"

"Although he is just a painter, it may not be impossible for me to use him in the future."

King Ning said indifferently: "You still haven't thought clearly, keep thinking." Looking at Zhao Tuo's hands that were still hanging down weakly, he added: "You don't need to stand still, just think about it that way."

"Father..."

"When have you figured it out, when will you come see me again?"

Zhao Tuo smiled at the tent hook on the bed.How soon should I see him?If the time interval is too long, you may be dismissed as dull.The interval is too short, and there is suspicion of pretending not to know.In the final analysis, it is his father and king, which is too contradictory.I want to raise him and waste him, but I also hope that he can sit in that position.Not only can't see him well, but also wants to use him to take revenge for what happened back then.

Where in the world is such a cheap deal.

Zhao Tuo finally decided to meet his father one day.

But when he "barely" supported the "sick body" and got off the bed the next day, he heard a servant report that the teacher who taught painting had come.