Prince Wuchen

Gree Hui stared at the leaving figure of the emperor with fixed eyebrows, and what echoed in his ears were those four clenched words, which were unparalleled.

Father Emperor.

As the only heir of the Gree family and the only heir of this dynasty, he knew that his father had given him great hopes.The currently divided world cannot be unified in the limited life of the father, so he hopes to complete it by himself. In fact, this is not only his hope, but also his own ambition.

But... Gree Hui clenched his fists.

The corridor full of green trees was very long, but no matter how long it was, Gree Hui could still clearly see the person on the other side of the corridor, dressed in white clothes like snow, with an indescribably indifferent and quiet face.

Qing Wuchen sat in a wheelchair, with Qing Xian behind him.

"His Royal Highness." The imperial palace has always been the place with the most rules, and it is also a place where the six relatives do not recognize each other.

"His Royal Highness."

Qingxian and Qingwuchen saluted at the same time.

Gree Hui nodded: "Duke Huguo, this palace is here to help you push the son forward."

"Yes." Qing Xian stepped aside respectfully, he certainly understood that Gree Hui's move must have his purpose.So he took a few steps slower and followed them at an absolute distance.

The hand pushing the wheelchair jumped out of blue veins, Qing Wuchen didn't know the emotion that Gree Hui wanted to suppress, but Qing Wuchen felt it through his disordered breathing.So, he spoke first: "Does Your Highness have something to pass on to Wuchen?"

Gree Hui paused for a moment, then smiled lightly and said: "Wu Chen is extremely smart, it's my hall who thought too much, this step was wrong, every step was wrong." The hand pushing the wheelchair was suddenly released, and Gree Hui turned around, "This hall will send It's here."

Qingxian hurried forward: "Thank you, Your Highness."

Gree Hui turned around and left without looking back.

In the imperial study room, the emperor leaned on the dragon chair, his majestic eyes were closed, but his brows were furrowed tightly. "Coming?" he said suddenly.

"Yes, Your Majesty." At the door, Chief Eunuch Ander came to the dragon chair.

"What did you find?" When he opened his eyes, there was a sharp look in them like a ghost.

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince sent Duke Hu and Prince Qing for a ride. The servant was afraid of being discovered if he got too close, so he couldn't hear what they said." Ander said truthfully.

The emperor was silent and didn't speak anymore, until Qingxian and Qingwuchen begged for an audience, the expressions on his face changed.

"The humble ministers are all worthy to join His Majesty."

"Pingshen." The emperor's eyes have been looking at him since Qing Wuchen entered the imperial study.Reflecting on Gree Hui's words, he was unparalleled.This person's face is like a crown of jade, the blood-colored cinnabar between the eyebrows is luxurious, the phoenix eyes are calm and smiling, and the temperament is gentle.The emperor's eyes stopped on Wuchen's legs again, and he remembered the incident 18 years ago.

The country has changed hands... Has the country changed hands?

"My minister, Qing Wuchen, is unable to salute because of his incomplete legs. Please forgive me, Your Majesty." The word "incomplete" added weight, Qing Wuchen bowed his head, and the shadow covered his expression.

Incomplete?

The scene in 18 years is vivid in my mind.In the court hall, under the watchful eyes of everyone, Qingxian broke his legs when he was still a baby.The scene danced very quickly, and the emperor saw the 8-year-old prince again, holding the dying baby in his arms, and said proudly: "When the child grows up, if he hides the country in the child's hands, under the nine springs, the ancestors In front of you, the child will plead guilty."

The emperor's hands holding the armrest of the dragon chair were trembling, but on his face, he smiled and said: "You don't need to be polite. I haven't seen you in 18 years. Unexpectedly, the baby at the time has now become a handsome young man. It's been a long time. , so fast. Qingxian, push forward, let me take a good look at it."

"Yes." Qingxian pushed Qingwuchen to the dragon chair, feeling so nervous that he was about to suffocate.Across the dragon chair, Wuchen and the emperor looked at each other face to face.He was calm, smiling, and his eyes never moved for half a minute.The emperor was benevolent and majestic, and the smile in his eyes did not fade away.After a while, the emperor said again, "Qingxian, I want to talk to Wuchen alone, you go down."

"Yes." Even if Qingxian had a hundred reluctances, he couldn't show half reluctance.He knew that the incident 18 years ago had not completely subsided.The emperor's root for Wuchen may have deepened the moment Wuchen appeared.At this moment, Qingxian regretted it, regretted that she should never have written that letter to let Wuchen come back.