Don't Repeat the Rebirth

It's time to tell that person that he hasn't eaten another meal.

"Yuan'er, shall we leave?" Mother said carefully in her close ear, tears rolling down her fat face.

He looks down. "Mother, I'm sorry." They couldn't escape at all, not even this yard!After failing more than 10 times, the mother still can't wake up?He was scared.Every time he was captured, he would be locked up in a dark room by that person for several days. He would only be delivered one meal a day, and he could only open his eyes and see the faint light coming from the crack in the door to feel the light. , he will suffocate!He doesn't want to go to that place at all!

"Yuan'er, I will succeed this time! I want to find him, I really want to... I can't hold on any longer, I want to find him!"

At this moment, his mother's limp and weak palms jumped out with great strength, grabbing his waist forcefully, and Koudan's unpainted nails were embedded in his flesh.It hurts, but not as much as his mother.He always knew that his mother didn't love that person, but he always cared that he couldn't leave, but he heard that that person died long ago.His mother doesn't know yet, does she?

"Mother, don't worry about me. You can go."

"how is this possible!"

"I will fight here to create my own world, don't worry about me. All these years are enough!"

"Yuaner... Yuaner...would you blame your mother?"

He shook his head.He wouldn't blame her, but what would happen if she went out and found out that he was already dead. . ?

"Yuan'er, I'll go out and meet him once! I'll let him take you out! He loves me very much and won't mind your identity. He will love you as his own child! Then you and May I go?"

Anling Moyuan nodded.

"Yuan'er, wait for me." After speaking, she ran away in tears without looking back.

now it's right.Mother.

He forgot what that man's name was, but he vaguely knew that his status was very high. His mother was going to marry him, but something happened later, and that person was the mother he saw at that time. , Take the mother by despicable means.He too was conceived by his mother on that mean day.

Anling Moyuan sat on the wooden table and waited for that person to come in a fit of rage.

Mother, it would be great if you could be happy.

Sure enough, the man came after half an hour.

"What about her, say!" An Lingye grabbed his neck, with veins popping up on his face, staring at An Ling Moyuan angrily.

"No... I know. You strangled me... I don't know either!"

An Lingye slowly increased the strength of his hand, "I will really kill you!"

"I have no idea!"

An Lingye slammed Anling Moyuan against the wall.

"Lock him up! No one will let him out without my order!"

"Hehe...cough cough...haha..." Anling Moyuan spat out a mouthful of blood and laughed sadly. A servant in gray clothes grabbed his collar with one hand and dragged him 30 meters away from him. In Mi Yuan's hut, the door was locked heavily.

It's still here. .He Anling Moyuan swore that one day he would give back to them all what he and his mother had suffered!More than anything!His eyes drooped, dark and a little gloomy.

He didn't know how he came to the Leng Gong. He probably hadn't seen this Leng Gong before, but it seemed familiar.Bei Tanghao walked in, and a man in red clothes turned around, his face was blurry, he couldn't see clearly, he could only be seen smiling happily, his facial features were not very three-dimensional. .It seemed a bit like someone he knew, but he immediately denied it after seeing the figure.

"My lord, I just went to court." Seeing that the lord didn't move, Xiao Fuzi became more courageous, walked over, squeezed the back of Bei Tanghao's hand, and quickly retracted, waiting for the lord to wake up.This is the king's permission.Since six years ago, the prince has always been like this for a few days every month. Xiao Fuzi once asked the prince if he should see the imperial doctor, but the prince just said 'it's just a nightmare'. Later, the prince asked him to wake up and pinch him just fine. .

"Are you about to go to court?" Beitang Hao woke up leisurely.

"promise."

"Let's change clothes."

"promise."

Bei Tanghao was not in good spirits today, so he didn't ride a horse and sat in a sedan chair.

It was that person again. .The person who haunted him for six years.He couldn't see his face every time, the only time was on his birthday five years ago, and he still remembered the pain that pierced his heart.That person was also the same as in this dream, dressed in red, staring at him with eyes as bright as stars, only those eyes he could see clearly, the others were still blurry, but he remembered them firmly. in mind.Five years ago when he went out to inspect the palace, he saw someone with eyes very similar to those——Liu Ziqing, the only male) favorite in his family.Every time he dreamed of that person, he would be out of breath. After waking up, looking for him to relieve his heart was still empty, but there was some comfort.

Who is he? !

In the court hall, Beitang Aoyue stared at his most proud son, Beitang Hao.It is rare to see his son lose his mind in court. .

"Your Majesty, I want to impeach An Lingye and take away my little daughter in the street!" The minister in the green third-grade court uniform came out in his forties.

"Really at this time?" Beitang Aoyue frowned.

"Your Majesty, that is the late daughter of my minister. Nian Fang is only 15 years old! The day before yesterday I went out to purchase supplements for my minister, but the Governor of Salt Tax saw me, and my daughter did not go to his residence to snatch my daughter from his bento and take her to his mansion to protect her four servants." They were all beaten to death by the governor of the salt tax!" The minister said while wiping his wrinkled eyelids with his long sleeves.

"Back to the emperor, how could my son do such a thing? I don't want to hide it from the emperor. I brought my son to ask for an order today." An Lingyu knelt on the marble floor and said with a sincere expression: "My son told my humble minister yesterday that he I have a close relationship with Master Gu's young daughter, and I have already made a private decision for life, so I asked the emperor to ask the emperor to take care of the young girl as the child's concubine, and I don't want Master Gu to misunderstand, so today's farce will arise!"

"You...you! Believe...you are talking nonsense!" Master Gu pointed at An Lingye with trembling fingers.

"Master Gu, why are you so obsessed with this matter, causing others to laugh at you. You have to take care of your young daughter's reputation even if you don't care about yourself!"

Master Gu collapsed to the ground.

Beitang Aoyue watched this scene amusedly.It is well known that Master Gu dotes on young girls.The dark head said that An Lingyu intends to win over Mr. Gu. After this incident, it is estimated that it is impossible for the two of them to stand on the same side in the future. This Mr. Gu still has some weight in the court, so his son can have more subordinates. Added a force.

"Then I will draw up an order for the governor of the salt tax to marry Gu Zhengtao's daughter at a certain date. Alright, let's retire if there is nothing to do."

"Congratulations, Your Majesty."

On the day when the decree was issued, the secret leader reported that Gu Zhengtao's daughter had hanged herself at Youshi (17-19 o'clock) unbearably humiliated, and Mr. Gu was distraught.

"Fine. Go down." Everything is under his control.

In the prime minister's mansion, An Lingyu kicked An Lingye with all his might.

"You bastard, you made such a big mistake for me! That Mr. Gu is the one your father and I want to win over! Now he will definitely join the Second Prince's camp! You are a guy who has more success than failure!"

"Father, I was wrong! My son was wrong! I will never do it again in the future! Father, please forgive my son this time!" No matter how painful his body was, An Lingye lay on An Lingyu's lap and begged for mercy , so embarrassed.

An Lingyu looked at his incompetent son fiercely.

"I can give you a chance."

"Father, please tell me!"

"I'll give you three days to find your aunt, and I want her to be unharmed." Three days was his maximum.How he wished she could come back to him immediately.

"Yes. The son will look for it now." Aunt Ru?That bitch's mother is missing?

"promise."

☆, Anling Moyuan flattened into a pig's head

Aodi's birthday banquet will be held in 5 days. All the envoys and officials from various small countries gathered in the capital one after another. For a while, the capital was very lively, and there was a constant flow of people everywhere.

There was a lot of people outside, and there were people setting off firecrackers to celebrate, even Anling Moyuan could hear it from such a distance.

It has been four days since he was locked in the small dark room, and An Lingyu has never visited him.It seems that the mother has not been caught yet. .That's good.Mother, do you know?

The glare of sunlight came in from outside the door, Anling Moyuan subconsciously covered his eyes with his hands.

An Lingyu stood at the door, looking at Anling Moyuan stiffly.

"Come out. I'll let you off this time, and you'll be more quiet next time." An Lingyu said threateningly.

Mother. .was found?Hehe, mother, mother, why can't our mother and son get along better?He really hates this kind of life, he must find a way to get out of this ghost place!

"You can go to the palace in two days. His Majesty ordered that all the ministers' sons between the ages of 8 and 15 be admitted to the palace. It should be for the princes to choose attendants."

Shidu and staff have the same meaning. .God help him too!

"...Yes." Her voice, which hadn't been spoken for a few days, was hoarse.

"I want you to get close to the second prince's youngest son and take the opportunity to help me get news. Do you understand?"

"Yes..." How could I follow your wishes, father.

Two days passed by in a hurry, An Lingyu gave him a suit of clothes and asked him to wear them into the palace.It was the first time that a maidservant combed his hair and clothes were cut from high-quality fabrics. It was the first time he touched clothes that would not evoke silk from the thick cocoons left by his years of splitting materials, but even wearing such noble clothes Clothes can't cover up his perennially low temperament, this dress doesn't match him very well.

It seems that his father is really going to win this time.

"As long as I am satisfied with what you do this time, I can change you to a house in the inner garden, and I will prepare a good show that suits you, and let you get married in two years." An Lingyu said so.He wanted to laugh out loud.Yoshihide?It is true that after he is selected as a servant, let him marry the minister's daughter who he has been friends with to strengthen the relationship!An Lingyu, you really don't waste anything that can be used!

Anling Moyuan is the imperial palace that people go to by sedan chair.

When he got off the sedan chair, he was also shocked by the magnificence of the palace, but it was only for a moment. Afterwards, he felt that the palace was like a huge birdcage, which would become smaller and smaller. He couldn't breathe. The Anling Prime Minister's Mansion in 11 was even more depressing.

Yunyue put a set of clothes that Beitang Weiyang was going to wear later on the table, and went to the bed to wake up the master who had just woken up and went back to sleep.In the past few days, the fifteenth prince practiced flute skills day and night and refused to stop until the early morning. She persuaded him many times to no avail. She really didn't understand why the fifteenth prince was in such a hurry.

Beitang Hongxuan walked in on tiptoe, with his hands up, for fear that his hands and feet would accidentally bump into something and wake up the little uncle who was sleeping on the bed.Seeing that Yunyue was about to wake up his little emperor uncle, Beitang Hongxuan hurriedly pulled her away from the bed.

"What are you doing? Uncle Huang has been asleep for less than two hours!" Beitang Hongxuan blamed Yunyue in a low voice.

Yunyue frowned, this little prince really dotes on his little emperor uncle, but isn't that putting the cart before the horse?

"Little prince, if you don't wake up at this hour, you will have to wait until lunch to wake up. If it goes on for a long time, the stomach of the fifteenth prince will be ruined."

"Would that be the case?"

Yunyue nodded affirmatively.

Beitang Hongxuan seemed to have made up his mind, walked up to Beitang Weiyang, and shouted: "Uncle Huang, wake up!!!"

Beitang Weiyang was startled awake.

"Am I going to bed late again?"

"kindness."

"I'm sorry, Hongxuan. You go out and wait for me to get off. I'll come out after I change my clothes."

"Okay, uncle Huang, hurry up! Come with me later to see the new servant waiting to enter the palace!"

Beitang nodded slightly.

After changing his clothes, Yunyue pinned the blood jade unicorn jade pendant on his waist.

"The fifteenth prince should go after breakfast."

"it is good."

He usually only eats a bowl of polenta for breakfast, which is a habit he developed in his previous life.In the past, Yunyue was the same as now, cooking a bowl of polenta every day for him to eat when he came back.The difference from that time is that the corn in the polenta in the previous life was boiled with the leftover corn kernels that Yunyue asked the Imperial Dining Room to cook.

"Yunyue, I'm leaving first. Hongxuan should be getting impatient."

"promise."

Yunyue looked at the empty chairs, picked up the small bowl on the table and thought about it.

Yunyue left a tear.Fifteen princes, you shouldn't be so kind to me. .This only makes me feel more guilty.sorry. .But she never had the right to choose.

Beitang Hongxuan took his hand and walked slowly to Shangyu Pavilion.

At this time, the Shangyu Pavilion was already full of people, and the princes were whispering outside the Shangyu Pavilion.

Through the open window, Beitang Weiyang saw a child in the crowd who was obviously older than him, rolling on the floor with his stomach in his arms. His face had long since lost its human form, it was terribly swollen, and his clothes were also dirty. Several footprints can be seen.Two 12,3- and [-]-year-old children were still kicking and beating him, swearing all over their mouths.Nothing more than 'bitch, you can come here? ! ','Brother said, you are born as cheap as your mother! ','Your mother is crazy, why are you not crazy!How is this not inherited? ! '...

Very similar scene.He used to be the same as that child, being reviled and bullied, unable to resist. .Although his imperial brother rescued him at that time, he still looked down on him in his heart, so he was locked in an attic with long shackles, for fear that others would find out that he had taken in such a person. .

Anling Moyuan was kicked and beaten by his brother who was two years older than him when he arrived at the Shangyu Pavilion, and he dared not fight back.He knows that now he can only bear it!His body seemed to have become numb, and he didn't even have the strength to cry.

He found that the feet that kept kicking him stopped, his ears were buzzing, and he knew that the surroundings were quiet now, and his bloodshot eyes could only vaguely see a child wearing a light blue brocade suit and a white fur-trimmed cloak stretched out Shot, smiling like a flower.

Beitang Hongxuan stood behind his little emperor uncle with the corners of his mouth curled up, glaring at the person who wanted to teach the meddling little emperor uncle a lesson.

They still have a little discernment, knowing that this is the emperor's favorite grandson who dare not cause trouble.

"Get up."

Very gentle and crisp voice, better than his mother's.

"No more strength?" Seeing that the child on the ground hadn't got up for a long time, Beitang Weiyang asked again.

Beitang Weiyang squatted down and helped Anling Moyuan up, but Anling Moyuan was much bigger than him, so he could only pull him up to sit and let him lean on his shoulders.

Anling Moyuan will never forget the faint fragrance on his body.Very intoxicating.

Beitang Hongxuan was upset.Who is he? The little emperor never meddles in other people's business!And let him lean on Little Huangshu's shoulder.At this moment, Beitang Hongxuan also hated Anling Moyuan who was like a pig.Intuition they can not be friends.

☆、Strange Beitang Aoyue

When Beitang Aoyue came, he saw his youngest son leaning close to the obviously older child, with his right hand slightly clenched into a fist.He didn't know what was wrong with him, he only knew that he didn't seem to care about the child at all as he thought, but just regarded him as a more important pawn, he still remembered the feeling when the child slept with him, it was strange but Don't let him hate it, or even like it?

I don't know who in the crowd discovered the existence of Beitang Aoyue, knelt on the ground with great movements, and shouted: "Kowtow to Your Majesty!" They were all frightened, and hurriedly knelt down. Loudly.

"Grandpa Huang, you are here!" Beitang Hongxuan greeted him happily.

Beitang Aoyue ignored him and looked at Beitang Weiyang for a long time.

Father?How did he come?After a while he remembered the reason why his father appeared - to choose attendants for the princes.But isn't this work usually done by Zhang Luo, the chief eunuch?

It was difficult for him to get up when he was leaning against a person, so he could only lower his head, for fear that his father would see him.But he seemed to underestimate his presence.

"What are you doing here?" Beitang Aoyue walked up to him, and pulled him up as he spoke. Anling Moyuan, who had lost his center of gravity, could only fall to the ground, his bruised face stuck to the cold On the floor, without the warm body surrounded by the faint fragrance, Anling Moyuan's heart felt sad.

Will this person be like his mother, every time he can only watch him from a distance?He doesn't want to!

Looking at this scene, Beitang Hongxuan felt uneasy.He was very happy that this person could get away from the little emperor uncle, but the emperor's behavior was very strange, subconsciously he didn't classify this as the emperor's grandfather's conscience found that he had father-son affection for the little emperor uncle.

Beitang Weiyang looked at Anling Moyuan, who was lying on the ground, showing uneasiness.Will he be in pain?

"Kowtow to Your Majesty."

"I asked what you were doing!" Beitang Aoyue was enraged by his indifferent attitude.Why can he pretend that nothing happened when he disturbed his mood? This is the first time he has this feeling.The old teacher's words came back clearly. 'Gone like dust, ruthless and loveless!Su Yiqi Baishang, even if the fragrance is penetrating, the young master Ruyu can't escape a word of fate.It seems that he has to think carefully about what the old national teacher said, there is something in the obvious words.He was not interested in research before, but now he is not sure. .

"No... just seeing him helpless, I couldn't help but want to help him up for a while." He was telling the truth.But this father who has only been together for a short time should not make such an expression.

There were already whispers in the crowd.

"Who is this? Why does the emperor ask him?"

"I know this! He is the son of my second emperor's brother... Well, it seems to be a servant."

"However, he attends classes with us, and the Taifu teaches him alone."

"Also, I heard that my little nephew is very polite to him. I don't think he is polite. How can I describe it... Ah! I remember! He must obey his words!" Actually, the harshest thing is Just like a puppy pleases its owner. .But he can't say that about his nephew, he can't comment like that, after all, they are a family.

"It seems that it's not just as simple as reading."

"indeed.."

One after another, they bowed their heads and whispered cowardly to discuss.

After Beitang Aoyue patrolled around, he took Beitang Weiyang's arm and left, leaving a group of people in a daze.

His status is really unusual, so be careful not to offend this person in the future.Everyone has this resonance.

Zhang Luo hadn't come to his senses yet, so after fumigation came over, he said "Your Majesty is inconvenient today, gentlemen, go home!" and ran away.He has to hurry up. .But why can't he even see His Majesty's shadow?God, how long has he been there?

Beitang Hongxuan was left behind. He watched the emperor's grandfather and his little emperor's uncle leave depressedly. Only this person he hated stayed together. He was thinking about whether to ask someone to carry him away. Unexpectedly, the two guards took him away. He carried it away. .By the way, who are they?

Beitang Aoyue pulled Beitang Weiyang to Longli Palace.

"Father, what are you dragging me here for?" He was depressed.

He doesn't have a good impression of the place where he died in his previous life, and he can stay as far away as he can.

"Let's have lunch here. You can have some snacks here first, and I'll review the memorial." After finishing speaking, he ignored Beitang Weiyang and walked to the imperial platform to review the memorial without looking at Beitang Weiyang.

"I want to go back to Kui Glaze Palace..."

Beitang Aoyue wrote the memorial on his own, Beitang Weiyang didn't dare to leave without permission.The royal father is really a little tangled today.He sat on the side bored, in a daze.

"There are many books in the room inside, you can read them."

"kindness."

He looked around and only saw a side hall on the right. The color of the door was the same as that of the wall. If you didn't look carefully, you wouldn't be able to tell that it was a door.

He gently pushed the door open, not daring to use too much force, for fear that the sound would disturb Beitang Aoyue.Once inside he was dazed.Blame the side hall for its simple design, with only a round table, a bed and a small desk.There are built-in bookcases on the left and right walls, about five meters high. There are many books in the bookcases, and each floor is labeled with classification.He looked up layer by layer on the wall on the right, and when he saw the music score on the eighth floor, he picked out a book about the flute and read it on the small desk.

Seeing him immersed in the sea of ​​books, Beitang Aoyue didn't disturb him, just closed the door and continued to review the memorial.The two of them are quietly in the same space. He likes this feeling very much, and he doesn't reject it at all.Maybe it's because of his ability to calm people. . .

Beitang Weiyang, I kind of want to tie you in my arms, should I announce your identity at the birthday banquet and put you in the place closest to me?It was the first time that he wanted such a person to accompany him so much, and he would not let this person escape!

Yunyue waited outside the hall, waiting for Beitang Weiyang to come back, but she didn't expect that what she was thinking about didn't come back, but she waited for the little prince to come.

"Little prince, why are you the only one coming back? Where is the fifteenth prince? Did something happen?" Yunyue asked anxiously, her face full of panic.Is the fifteenth prince okay?

"Little Uncle Huang is fine, he was taken away by Grandpa Huang..." His tone was sullen.

"Take it away? How could the emperor take away the fifteenth prince! You still said it's okay!?" Now she was even more frightened.

"No, it shouldn't be a problem for Grandpa Huang to take him away. He will have lunch at most. I'll go back and sleep first."

Is it really that simple?Yunyue looked worriedly outside the hall.

☆, after the banquet. .

Beitang Weiyang squeezed his sore shoulder.

Um...have you been watching for too long?My stomach seems to be a bit empty... I only ate a small bowl of polenta in the morning.

He put down his books and walked out of the side hall hesitantly.

The afternoon sun was very glaring, shining directly on his father's body.He only saw his father sitting upright solemnly, concentrating on looking at the long memorial in his hand, without blinking his eyes.He was indescribably shocked and admired by his father who dealt with state affairs so tirelessly every day.

"Have you finished reading? Are you hungry?"

Beitang Aoyue knew that he was coming out a long time ago, and only reminded him when he saw that he had not moved.I wanted to ask him to have lunch before, but I couldn't bear to see him reading so obsessively.

Thinking of this, Beitang became more and more proud.

Can't bear it... How could he have such an idea?But regardless of everything else, Beitang Weiyang's appearance of indulging in the sea of ​​books made him linger.This is not a good sign....

Beitang Weiyang nodded dully.

He thought that his father had long forgotten his existence.

While in a daze, Beitang Weiyang had already been pushed on the table in the side hall, and there were about 7,8 or [-] dishes on the table.There are not many dishes, and the dishes are relatively simple, not like the Kui Glaze Temple. Every dish has decorations such as flowers or radishes.

Beitang Aoyue put a piece of crab meat into Beitang Weiyang's bowl.

Beitang Weiyang looked at the piece of crab meat in the bowl, and remained silent for a long time.

It was the first time someone brought food to his bowl, even though it was seafood that he didn't like... Yunyue, who had treated her like a family member in her previous life, kept the distinction between master and servant, even if she persuaded her to sit at the same table with him, she would still keep it. with the distance.

Is this family affection?

"Don't you like to eat?"

Should Anshou be told to pay more attention to his eating habits in the future?Beitang Aoyue thought about it.

"No."

He put the crab meat in the bowl into his mouth and chewed it carefully.

It's delicious, no fishy smell that he doesn't like.The imperial chef in charge of the emperor is different.

Beitang Aoyue put some vegetables into his bowl, and he ate them in silence.

Then back and forth and so on and on, Beitang Weiyang was a bit overwhelmed.

He is very full.

Put down your chopsticks.

"Father, I'm very full."

So stop pinching.Keep pinching him, why don't you eat it yourself?

Looking at his bowl, Beitang Aoyue became a little arrogant, pretending to be natural, and put the dishes that were about to be added to Beitang Weiyang into his own bowl.

It took nearly half an hour to finish a meal, but Beitang Aoyue was still eating with gusto, and the dishes on the table were completely cold.

"Father, can I go back to the Kui Palace first?"

"Don't you want to finish the book?"

Beitang Aoyue didn't want to let him go back so early.

Wouldn't it be nice to just be with him quietly?

Beitang Weiyang hesitated.

He also wants to finish reading that book, but it seems to be the end of the day (13-15), is it not good to stay here all the time?

"No, father." Beitang Weiyang declined politely.

"Then you go back first."

Beitang Aoyue put down his bowl and chopsticks, and sat back on the imperial dragon chair in the main hall outside.

"Knock farewell to father and emperor."

Seeing that there was no one in the hall, Beitang Aoyue lowered his face.

As soon as Beitang Weiyang came out with his front foot, Zhang Lao went in with his back foot.

Only a 'click' sound was heard, and the Longhao brush in Aodi's hand broke into two pieces.

Your Majesty!That is the only Longhao brush that the late emperor managed to find in Yanqi Continent!It was broken like this, what a pity!

The body of the Longhao brush is made of high-quality Qimu (an almost extinct wood in the Yanqi Continent) to carve a dragon head, and made of dragon beard hair (it is said that it is the hair of a rare Qilong that can only be found in the darkest places) It's done!

Zhang Luorou felt pain, and began to calculate the position of the fifteenth prince in Aodi's heart.

He only knew that Aodi wanted to use him as a container because of the special physique of the fifteenth prince at the beginning, and had been secretly asking Anshou to protect the fifteenth prince. How can the palace survive until now.

"Zhang Luo..."

"promise."

"I don't seem to... No, you can step back. I want to be alone."

Then think about the plan...

"promise."

Zhang Luo stepped back and closed the door.

Aodi never hesitates.

Aodi has changed.

It's not obvious, he has been with Aodi for so many years, although he doesn't know everything he says and does, but he can know a little bit.

Aodi really... changed this time.

The concubine who was the favorite of the harem back then couldn't do it~

Bei Tanghao paced unconsciously again.

This is the first time he has come to this side hall?

Since the last time I saw him playing the flute in the courtyard, he would come here several times a day.

Beitang Weiyang stood under that peach tree every time, the peach blossoms were in full bloom, and from time to time one or two peach blossoms would fall on his waist-length black hair, which was combed docilely, and he suddenly played the flute without knowing it.

Just listening to the sound of the flute, time is fleeting.

Doesn't he play the flute today?

"Yunyue, can you bring me a pot of hot water?"

Beitang Hao was about to leave when he heard his voice and stopped.

Yunyue put the freshly boiled teapot on the stone table.

After practicing for so long, Beitang Weiyang has already been able to play the piece that the Taifu taught him, but he is still not very proficient. There are only a few days before the big banquet, so he has to hurry up.

Bei Tanghao saw him playing the piece repeatedly back and forth.After listening to it many times, I can keep it in my heart.

But why did he only practice this piece?The tune is nice, but do you know the meaning contained in it?

Xiao Fuzi came over and whispered in his ear, "Your Majesty, your Majesty hastened to send a message."

"Well. Let's go."

"promise."

Beitang Aoyue set up a chess game under the cang tree in the imperial garden and waited for Beitang Hao.

An endgame has been laid on the chess table.The red side has four pawns in a square row, as well as two cannons and one rook. The black side has three pawns near the marshal, and one rook next to the four pawns.

"Father."

"Here we go. Sit down."

Bei Tanghao looked at the chess game on the chess table suspiciously.

He is not good at chess, the emperor knows, why do you want him to play chess?It shouldn't be as simple as just playing chess.

"Father."

"Are you asking me why I set up this chess game?"

"promise."

"This chess game is not for you. Just put it on the street. Someone will understand."

"Father, but do you want to...?"

"It's not fun to say it. Life is like this game of chess. The result is unpredictable, flat, ups and downs, and changing rapidly. Everyone will have different results when they play. What I want you to do is to decide whether this chess game will win or lose or both will suffer. Hold it in your hands, so that no accidents will happen to it."

Bei Tanghao seemed to have realized something.

"Father, my son understands."

"Xiao Fuzi, take it up. Cover it with a piece of cloth."

"promise."

Xiao Fuzi covered the chessboard with the brocade handkerchief, then took a step back and stood with Zhang Luo.

"Father, do you have any orders?"

"Well... Fifteen, after the banquet, he will be arranged to go to the side hall of my bedroom. You can do it after you go back."

"No. My son will leave first."

Xiao Fuzi followed Beitanghao cautiously, lest he accidentally mess up the chess game in his hand.

"Little Fuzi."

"Yes! My lord!"

"Choose an inconspicuous servant and put this chess game in the busiest market for a day."

"promise."

"Little Fuzi..."

"My lord, the servant is here."

Bei Tanghao didn't speak, and Xiao Fuzi was depressed.

Why is the prince always talking lately?He is stupid, he really can't understand Wang Ye's actions!

☆、Tuoba Yaner

An Lingyu didn't feel distressed at all when he saw that he couldn't recognize his son in human form on the bed, but blamed him instead.

Not even being able to complete such a simple task made him feel that this little son is a waste, useless, but he still wants to help him up, which can only be said that he is a mud and will never be able to support the wall.

An Lingyu never liked this youngest son, unless necessary, he would not take the initiative to visit his youngest son at other times.On the one hand, he was jealous because of his identity as the blood relative of his favorite woman, and on the other hand, it was because of his appearance.

Obviously he is An Lingyu's son, so why does his appearance, facial features and aura look so much like that person!The man he has been jealous of all his life and cannot surpass!

If it wasn't for sure that that person and she couldn't have a child, he thought that the child would not even have a chance to cry, even if she would hate him for it.

An Lingyu would not allow any problems with his bloodline.

He really doesn't like this child... If this face... could be destroyed?In this way, he will feel better, and will not let the existence of this child keep reminding him repeatedly that the woman he loves the most will never be An Lingyu!

Ling'er...why can't you forget him for so many years!Why!Even now, she is crazy about him! ?

He hates it!He hates it!

If you are not dead, Ling'er will fall in love with me one day, even if I am not half as good as you, I will be very happy... Why do you have to die!Why!Ling'er... No matter what, I will never let go!

An Lingyu's face was gloomy.

"Father."

"Trash. I shouldn't have expected anything from you!"

Anling Moyuan remained silent, closing his eyes to hide the haze in his eyes.

Since you have always disliked me as a fool, why do you still ask me to make up for it?I'm trash, so what are you?

He really wanted to laugh, but he knew that he couldn't do anything now, the only thing he could do was to be patient and patient.

"You stay here well, it's best not to make any more moths! I will take you to the banquet in a few days, and you must win me a waiter, you know?"

An Lingyu couldn't get angry when he saw his useless appearance.

His son!How could his son be so useless! ?The same is true of An Lingye, if he can't meet his requirements, he can do it, and he always makes things for him, he favors his concubine, and treats his concubine coldly.Not to mention the other sons, they couldn't even find one who could 'defend the city'.

The Anling family, after all, is looking for a patriarch who can support the overall situation...

"Aren't there tenth brothers and twelve brothers..."

He has never bothered to remember the names of his brothers. After so long, there is only one name that can be remembered, 'An Lingye', but there is only one reason for remembering his name - revenge...

"The age of your tenth brother and your twelfth brother is not what the emperor wants. You are the youngest child in this house."

So not your kid, just the 'youngest kid' in the house...

Anling Moyuan understood.

"My son knows, please rest assured, father."

I will definitely climb up with all my strength until I take your place, my father must have a very nice expression when he arrives...

Anling Moyuan felt happy just thinking about it.