The prince in the cold palace

When Zhi Fei and Mu Aowenhan just walked to the door of the cold palace, they saw the palace people lined up in two neat lines, and the long line went all the way to their own yard. When he arrived at the gate of the courtyard, he saw Lu Fang arguing with an eunuch, Zhi Fei approached them, and saw Lu Fang was furious and blushed.The eunuch was also having a hard time. Although he was smiling, the corners of his mouth were twitching, as if he was extremely disdainful.

Zhi Fei went up to see what happened.

Lufang saw that familiar figure walking towards her from a long distance away, regardless of the dispute with someone here, she walked up to him in three steps at a time, and hugged Zhi Fei in her arms, "Little master! Dead servant...you're fine...it's great that you're fine..."

Regardless of the presence of so many people, he took a closer look at Zhibao's face, and turned Zhibao's body around to look at him. He saw that there was no injury on his body, except that his face was slightly pale, and he was still in good spirits. Fang was so happy that she cried. She hadn’t seen Zhifei for more than a month, and she was thinking about it, and it was inconvenient to be in the cold palace. These days are hard for those who stay in the cold palace. Mu Ao and Wen Han are better, as mothers Concubine Mu was naturally restless and lost a lot of weight.

Concubine Mu heard Lufang's yelling outside the door, knowing that Zhifei had returned, she also ran out, hugging Zhifei and refusing to let go, buried her head in Zhifei's neck, her eyes were full of tears, and she said something vaguely. Qing, the weeping tone made Zhi Fei frowned slightly, a little distressed, he hurriedly stroked the back of the concubine mother to help her calm down, and the sobbing concubine mother finally improved a little.

The palace people who were still waiting to return to their orders were not moved by their reunion after a long absence. The eunuch at the head stood up respectfully, "Please allow the servants to enter the house to clean up..."

Zhi Fei was still immersed in the crying of his mother and concubine, and when he heard what the eunuch said, he frowned even deeper, "What are you packing?"

"Clean up the things for His Highness, and choose a day to move into Duanju Palace." A few drops of sweat dripped from his forehead, and the eunuch answered carefully with his head down, showing his experience.

Duanju Palace, this name seems to have never been mentioned before.

In fact, it was a palace that even Zhifei knew about, and it was only a cup of tea away from Guangya Palace.

Nominally, it is the prince's bedroom, although it has been empty for more than ten years, the last person who lived there was Yin Wuyao's elder brother, who had abolished the prince.

Mu Ao and Wen Han were standing not far from Zhi Fei and Concubine Mu, and they also heard these words, they didn't say anything, and they looked different.

Wen Han had a face of shock and incredulity, his lips were slightly pale and trembling, his mind was in chaos, and he didn't know what to say.

And Mu Ao clenched his fists tightly, his eyes shone like a burning flame, his clenched fists trembled uncomfortably as if he was about to grab something hateful.

Zhi Fei and the concubine mother were both stunned.

"Are you sure?" Zhi Fei blinked and looked at the eunuch.

The cold sweat on the eunuch's face was dripping down on the ground, and it was just the beginning of spring, but he felt shivering from the cold all over his body, and he had to smile apologetically, "Slave, slave, how dare... make a mistake... that's Holy fate, you can't go wrong..."

"Then... what does 'Holy Mandate' say?"

The eunuch took out a dragon scroll scroll from his sleeve.

Zhi Fei took the edict and slowly unfolded it. After only a few glances, his hands trembled a little. At a glance, he could tell that the gorgeous rhetoric inside came from those civil servants who boasted of their talents. At best, Fei smiled and shook his head, but now, he felt that every word was so eye-catching.

There are some mixed emotions in my chest, but the most real feeling is a feeling of being cheated.

The man who had been with him for more than a month, the man who thought he knew a little bit, the perfect man who knew astronomy and geography, turned out to be an emperor who no one could see through, and played with people in applause.

His chest was suffocated, Zhi Fei only felt a little dizzy.

... He said that the crown prince is Zhizhong's, and he tacitly allowed me to live a stable life.

Suddenly, he felt that his innocence was very ridiculous, and Zhifei raised the corners of his mouth sarcastically, that expression was very cold in the eyes of everyone, it was the coldness that came from his heart.

In Guangya Hall, Yin Wuyao looked coldly at the boy kneeling below.

After less than a day of separation, they returned to this gorgeous and magnificent bedroom, which was so warm.

"I am the emperor, I have the final say on everything, and no one can refuse."

Slightly stubbornly raised his head, Zhifei looked at the strange emperor, Yin Wuyao was correcting the memorial, but his sharp eyes seemed to be looking at Zhifei through the memorial, that feeling made people very uncomfortable, Zhifei suppressed his heart Facing the emperor who held the power of life and death, "I only want this one thing, father."

The father's voice was soft and pleading, but Yin Wuyao was not in the mood to savor this rare tone carefully, and he was also very irritable. When he saw Zhifei stubbornly asking for his resignation The voice keeps amplifying.

He would rather stay in the cold palace for the rest of his life than stay by his side!

"My son is still young and has no big plans, so I really can't afford the important position of prince." Zhi Fei said earnestly, his humiliating appearance only made people feel sour.

The same is true for Yin Wuyao.

With a tone without any emotion, the emperor played with the Langhao pen on the table, turned the penholder with intricate patterns in his hand a few times, and suddenly sneered, "It's very wrong for Fei'er to say that. You and the ministers all praised you very much, and recommended you one after another, if you are incapable, how can you get their full help?"

"Don't you know if you are helping the emperor with all your strength..."

They were just using themselves to tempt the emperor.

Zhi Fei didn't want to be a victim of politics, let alone Yin Wuyao's tool to restrain the princes.

There is nothing you can do, the palace is such a cruel place, and it becomes delusional for you to live in peace.

It doesn't matter if you stay out of the cold palace for a lifetime, you will still be involved in the vortex of power struggle.

A suffocating silence.

Zhi Fei knelt on the icy ground, completely unconscious, he vaguely recalled the days he had spent in Guangya Palace not long ago, the days in the cold palace, his mother and concubine still had Lufang's face, Wen Han Mu Ao's familiar breath, He showed a wry smile, his fate was not in his own hands, and his impulsiveness made him lose his previous calmness.

He has been living in the palace as a bystander. For 13 years, he only regarded the cold palace as a pure land, and wanted to spend his life peacefully.

Zhi Fei thought for a while, and still sighed, "I only have one request..."

"Say." The emperor glanced at him, evoking a complicated smile.

"I beg my father to let my mother and concubine be free and leave the palace." The sincere request in his eyes was like a wounded animal mourning when it was about to die.

Yin Wuyao shook the silk-faced jade fan, "The concubines in the palace are all my women, unless they die, they will die in the imperial tomb."

"Please..."

The emperor interrupted him expressionlessly, his eyes were full of unfathomable light, "What do you think, what qualifications do you have to negotiate terms with me?"

Zhi Fei lowered his head, biting his lower lip tightly, his long bangs covered his eyes, looking helpless and haggard.

Yin Wuyao's deep voice still echoed in his ears.

Every sound hit his heart that had been peaceful for many years.

"So, are you willing to die for them?"

"If not, what are you living for?"

"Living just for the sake of living, what's the difference between that and dying?"

"..."

Zhi Fei didn't even know how he got back to the cold palace.

Mu Ao has been following him by his side, following him all the way, calling him all the way, from His Highness to Master to Yin Zhifei, no one title can arouse Zhibao's attention, his pupils are slack, Zhifei is as single as a walking dead Moving his legs, his lonely shadow was cast in the long corridor.

The courtyard scenery in early spring has a special flavor. The wicker has just sprouted tiny buds, and the flowers in early spring are scrambling to bear flower buds, attracting many butterflies and bees that have gone through the cold winter.

How many people really appreciate this scenery?

Dazed, dazed, like a dream, the figures coming and going around me are as busy as flies in the sight, and all those people can't see the expressions on their faces clearly, and even their movements have become blurred.

When he came back to his senses, Zhi Fei was already in the Duanju Palace, which was as luxurious and spacious as the Guangya Palace.

In front of him was the busy figure of Wen Han, with both hands deftly placing all kinds of exquisite dishes on the round table, his face was pale, his eyes were slightly wet, "Your Highness... let's eat something..."

Zhi Fei raised his head blankly, stared at Wen Han's face for a long time, and then grinned faintly.

That smile was uglier than crying.

Concubine Mu and Lufang did not come to Duanju Palace, they were left in the cold palace at the begging of Zhifei, and Yin Wuyao also agreed to send someone to protect them.

A gentleman's words cannot be defied.

This is the best ending Zhifei can achieve.

The future may be dark, but at least they must be protected.

So, will you die for them...

Zhifei twitched his eyebrows slightly, and the wall built in his heart was broken down little by little.

For two lifetimes, Zhifei only died for one person. At that time, he was not called Zhifei, nor did he meet his mother and concubine Mu Ao. If there was no car accident, he would have a stable job and a lover who loves him , a small but warm home... However, the home no longer exists, the people are no longer there, and there is nothing to love in life.

For him like this, there is no difference between being alive and dead.

It is undeniable that Zhifei hated Yin Wuyao at that time.

He uncovered the scars he had hidden for years.

As long as that kind of pain is just a little bit, it will hurt people's body. He unceremoniously smashed and destroyed the reason why he insisted on trying to live in this world, and he didn't even leave him with a bit of self-deception.

After calming down, Zhi Fei realized how clever the man's methods and thoughts were.

For example, seeing through his disguise, for example, easily accepting the position of prince with a few words.