His Royal Highness the First Prince of Daliang

Outside Jingchen Palace, Kang Ning heard Concubine Yang's mournful cry from a distance.

It was a sound that could only be uttered by a person in extreme pain. It was far different from Yang Han's soft and moving cry in front of Emperor Hui and the prince when he was always mourning the spring and autumn. It was more similar to the wailing of some kind of injured beast.

People from all walks of life who were hurrying from all over the world heard such sad sounds, and they all shed tears.

The death of a country's crown prince is already considered a major event in a dynasty, not to mention that this change happened so quickly and so fast-almost everyone felt a kind of trance and uncertainty, and even the grief fell to the ground for a while, until Hearing Concubine Yang's mournful cry like the sky falling apart.

Kang Ning stepped into the Prince Xuankuo's bedroom like a dream.

There were people kneeling on the floor in the inner hall with bright candle lights. Kang Ning saw the servants of the East Palace who he was familiar with serving the prince, and saw the two sick doctors who lived in Tangmengxuan, the front yard of his Wangshu Palace tonight. In addition, there were two disheveled women, who were lying on the ground trembling at the moment, their temple hair was torn as if they were torn apart, murmuring hoarsely whether it was crying or begging for mercy.

Concubine Zhao Gui didn't expect that there would be such two women who were obviously dragged directly from the bed lying here. The two women have been lying down like this for how long, and the arms that are grasping the carpet are all blue and white, graceful and clear The curves of her body are only covered by a thin layer of shirt, which can be seen almost at a glance under the light of a hall.

Obviously, Concubine Yang was already in a daze at this time, and she could not care about her face for a long time, so she let the two maids and concubines lie down like this in the palace where people come and go, instead of cleaning them up first and serving as the crown prince. The bedside romance before the story is concealed and described.

When the mother's alarm bell rang immediately, Concubine Zhao Guifei didn't think about it, and didn't go through her brain at the moment, she subconsciously wanted to let her child escape from the inner hall first.

No one knows what kind of switch was touched by Concubine Zhao's soft voice close to her son. Even though there was a distance, Concubine Yang finally let go of the lifeless prince on the bed, sat up slowly and turned around. , through the cold night wind and the flickering candles in the hall, her blood-red eyes looked over from a distance as if poisoned:

"Okay," that sweet voice like water in spring is now as hoarse and ugly as sandpaper rubbing against rust, "The murderer is here!" She stared at Kang Ning coldly, and she didn't know when the irrational hatred would pass through the boundless Her sorrow burned like fire in her heart that lost her flesh and blood.

"Why are you crazy!" Concubine Zhao was irritated almost immediately, she barely cared about the mother who lost her child on the other side, and did not immediately start a sharp counterattack: "You better not gossip about others here!"

"Ningning, go out first!" Concubine Zhao pushed her son again, "Go to the outer hall and wait."

"Ning Ning, let's look back at Shu Palace first." The emperor who had been silent just now spoke at this moment. His expression suppressed a huge sadness that almost crushed the emperor. How much energy and strength is left to take care of any other things: "You are still young and your illness is not cured, so don't stay here. Father will go to see you later."

The emperor seemed to be extremely tired, his voice fell softly and whirled on the beautifully woven carpet of Jingchen Palace, and at the same time hit Yang Han's blood-thumping eardrums heavily.

At that moment, for some reason, Concubine Yang showed a very strange expression, as if she had been stabbed.She opened her mouth, as if she saw a crumbling building that she had tried her best to maintain for a long time, and finally collapsed before her eyes.

That thorn that had been buried in her heart for so many years, became deeper and more painful—the man she loved all her life, but the child she loved the most was the child born to him by another woman—she endured it for the sake of the future of the eldest prince. At this very moment, when she lost Li Jingyu and was almost insane, the emperor was still showing his undoubted love for the fourth prince.

She couldn't take it anymore, she was about to scream in pain.

She stood up suddenly, her not-so-stunning face was covered with an oppressive halo due to pain and anger, "How can he leave!" She pointed at the little girl whom she hated deeply The shadow of these years, "He killed His Royal Highness the Crown Prince! He killed the Chujun of Daliang!"

Thunderbolt and thunderbolt, stormy sea.

Kang Ning felt that all eyes were on him.At that moment, he even had the illusion that he had become the enemy of all these eyes at this time, hatred from all directions surged like a raging sea, he was stunned by such accusations, the blood all over his body flowed upstream and poured into his Bitter throat, for a moment he actually imagined that he was not here, but had gently floated along the night and candlelight.

"Enough!" The emperor growled lowly, but he seemed to have aged several years in just a few hours, and even the scolding seemed powerless.

"Did I say something wrong!" Concubine Yang pushed away the confidant maid who wanted to come forward to help her, and staggered down, "The disease doctor on duty in the palace doesn't stay in his own clinic. , waiting to serve this noble little highness in the whole world at any time! The prince suddenly fell ill, and the East Palace had to go to the little highness’s Tang Mengxuan to seek medical treatment! This delayed the time for Yu’er’s treatment. Said that the fourth prince was harmed What's wrong with dead brother? He is the murderer who killed Yu'er! He is the murderer!"

"Shut up! Shut up!" the emperor yelled angrily.

Concubine Zhao was so angry that she couldn't care about anything else, she just stood in front of her child with livid anger on her cheeks, "You fart! I have already asked the people from the East Palace, they went straight to Ningning Wangshu Palace is looking for someone! Is the medical hall in the first three halls closer, or is Wangshu Palace closer to the East Palace?! If Ning Ning was not sick, the two imperial physicians stayed overnight in Tangmengxuan, and waited for the servants of the East Palace to arrive at the palace's doctor. The hospital has called for a doctor, your son has died long ago!"

"Shut up both of you!" Emperor Hui was caught in the middle, almost furious, his face completely changed, and even revealed a dangerous purple red at this moment.

But Concubine Yang could no longer see him or hear what he said.

At the moment, it was the gushing malice that supported her slender spine, preventing her from immediately sinking into the dirt:

"Not only that," Concubine Yang smiled slightly and strangely, her eyes no longer looked normal, and her usually charming eyebrows and eyes were only flickering with strange viciousness at this moment, which was a kind of direct The pure malice of Hook was born from the pain that can destroy people: "You should have died a long time ago," she looked straight at Kang Ning, staring at the disgusting, innocent and beautiful face:

"You've heard that, right?" She raised her hands pretending to be affectionate, as if she was gently holding a child's soft face in the void, "The imperial doctor told you when you were born that you won't live long. Everyone I didn't expect you to live so long. The imperial physician didn't expect it, your brothers and sisters didn't expect it, the queen mother didn't expect it—in fact, neither did your father!"

She laughed loudly, and two or three powerful court ladies whose faces were pale with fright dragged the imperial concubine desperately, but they couldn't stop the weak woman's movements:

"It's because you think you won't live for a few years that your father loves you so much. As a person, he likes those beautiful, deficient, and regretful things—things that don't live long."

Her two hands slid down in the void, and then suddenly twisted and exerted force, as if viciously strangling the little prince's delicate neck in her imagination:

"You deserved to die long ago! You deserved to die long ago! Why didn't you die! Why didn't you die? It was because you didn't die that my Yu'er died for you!"

"Give back his life!" She yelled like blood, as if that was the only creed that could still support her, "Give back your elder brother's life!"

The emperor's thunderous palm knocked her to the ground.

Yang Han finally stopped shouting.Her strength has long been exhausted.She sat in the inner hall of the East Palace and in front of the prince's corpse, crying and laughing slowly.

Concubine Zhao Guifei seemed to have finally woken up from an extreme shock at this time, and then she immediately pulled out the hosta from her hair like a furious lioness, and rushed forward without any hesitation.

"I'm going to kill you!" She also hated it so much, the hairs on her back stood up one by one, "You dare to speak of me... How dare you! I will kill you, you bitch today! I I want you to go underground with your son as a companion!"

She threw herself into the battle without hesitation, and she would give up almost everything for her little sweetheart who needed the protection of her mother.

But the exhausted Emperor Hui stood in front of Concubine Yang and pushed down Concubine Zhao Gui who rushed over.The emperor maintained his remaining sanity and tried his best to deal with the tattered sail in the palace that seemed to be drifting in a storm, preventing everything from heading to an irreversible and irreversible end.

But the rest of the people, all the people who have suffered a lot from this, have long forgotten to think about it comprehensively.

At that moment, Kang Ning's eyes passed over the obscure eyes of the emperor's brothers and sisters, past his furious mother who was kneeling on the ground and holding a hairpin to Emperor Hui, and cast his gaze from a distance. The emperor who loved him like a treasure and always held him in his palm.

"—Actually, your father didn't expect it either."

Concubine Yang's smiling words wandered repeatedly in his blood and spine, continuously cutting out deep scars one after another, burying the bursting pain all the way deep in his small, soft heart, as if he had already The foundations of standing in this world have been wiped away.

no.

Kang Ning refuted inwardly.

not like this.

The little prince begged to look for his father's eyes that were always full of love.

The emperor averted his gaze.

——In fact, perhaps it was just that Emperor Hui, as a father who lost his beloved eldest son, was too tired and painful at that moment, and had no way to appease the emotions of his younger son.Or maybe Emperor Hui couldn't punish Concubine Yang who viciously cursed Kang Ning to die at this moment, so he felt unable to face his youngest son.It could also be because he just pushed the baby's mother.

But at a certain moment, a person feels disappointed in his father, maybe it is just that moment, only a little bit, and it will drift away in a second-but at that moment, he will also feel that he has lost his last hope in this world. rely.

It got dark.

Corning was so sleepy that he closed his eyes.