Quick Transmigration Xiaogong is not a dog

"Your Highness, don't look." His eyes were covered by Begonia, and Du Juan's screams could be heard next to his ears, and the pungent bloody smell made his stomach churn.He couldn't help frowning, and wanted to take off Haitang's hand.

"Please! Your Highness!" Haitang hugged him tightly, her voice full of anxiety.

"Why? Haitang, why did they do this? You are my people, do they see me as a prince?" He asked angrily, and Du Juan's screams became weaker and weaker, mixed with sharp and piercing laughter .

"Your Highness, this servant wants you to remember. If you have no power, even if you are a prince, in this palace, you are not as good as a powerful slave." Haitang's voice gradually faded away.

There was an unfathomable darkness in front of him, but he didn't feel afraid because he knew he was dreaming.

He also knew that the reason why Du Juan died tragically was because she didn't want to be a married couple with a eunuch next to the imperial concubine; and Hai Tang was found dead beside the lotus pond three days later.

In fact, those people don't know that Haitang is from the south, she can float!Haitang's fault was that he shouldn't talk too much, so that the eldest son of the emperor who was supposed to be 'accidentally' frightened escaped this catastrophe.In this palace, there has always been no room for excess kindness, let alone meddling people.

He woke up from the darkness, and there were no lights in the empty hall.There is no moon tonight, and the entire hall is as silent as death.

He walked down from the dragon couch barefoot, the hard bluestone slab reflected a faint blue light, and the cold touch extended from the soles of his feet to his heart.It was as cold as the winter in Changle's 21st year, so cold that he even thought that he would die in the snow.

Boom!Boom!Boom!

The hall was so quiet, as if there were no living things.He could only hear his own heartbeat, one after another, as if to prove that he was still alive in this world.

At this moment, he suddenly understood what his father said on the hospital bed after the imperial concubine died: "My lord, one day, when you become the master of the world, then you will understand what it means to be an emperor." The real loner. At that time, the whole world will be yours, but you will never be your own, not even for a quarter of an hour."

Thinking about it, his father's mood back then was probably the same as his.Without that person in the world, no matter how beautiful things are, there is no desire to appreciate them.Therefore, it can only age rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then die.

But he is not his father after all, he can't be a king who loves beauty but not country!

He couldn't abandon so many years of forbearance, he couldn't let go of his desire for power, he couldn't let that person's expectations for so many years be ruined in his hands.

Too much can't, so he can only endure, to the last drop of blood in his body, until the last moment of his life!In this way, in exchange for a short period of peace and prosperity.

"Mother," the concubine mother was lying on the hospital bed in a haggard shape, and he tightly held her concubine's hand tightly, but he couldn't stop the life from flowing from her body.

"Your Majesty...Your Majesty..." A weak voice spit out intermittently from the mouth of the concubine mother.

He stood up abruptly, and ran out of the hall regardless of people's obstruction.

Concubine Mu, you must wait for me!

It was snowing outside, and the snowflakes fell on his face and body, it was so cold!But he couldn't stop, he couldn't let the concubine mother pass away with regrets.Even if he doesn't have any feelings for the nominal father, even if that person has ignored their mother and child for so many years!

It's a pity that he was stopped by the guards before he entered the Qianqing Palace.That's right, he is just a prince who is not favored by the emperor, a dispensable person in the palace, why would they let him in to meet that man?

He had no choice but to kneel in the snow, hoping to impress that man.The icy wind, mixed with snowflakes, poured in from his collar, and his legs had already been frozen unconscious.But for the sake of his mother and concubine, he couldn't give up.

It was a long time later that he learned from others that from the moment he arrived at the Qianqing Palace, that man knew that he was coming, and he even knew the purpose of his coming here.But until he knelt down and passed out, the man didn't come out.

The man said: "I can't let the imperial concubine down." So in order not to let down the woman he loves, he would rather let down anyone else in the world.

Ah!What a soulful man.

After kneeling for an unknown amount of time, his consciousness began to blur.Just when he thought he was about to leave this man-eating place with his concubine mother, He Zhijing appeared.So the knot that could not be untied in his life appeared like this along with the wind and snow, together with the warm body temperature of that person.

He Zhijing personally sent him back to Zhaoming Hall.The man held him in his arms and blocked him from the wind and snow. At that moment, it seemed that all the pain and suffering he had experienced had gone away.

The concubine mother finally left, with her longing for that man, she left.In the end, His Majesty, whom she was thinking of so much, didn't come to see her for the last time, and he was even stingy with giving her a decent funeral.

The Zhaoming Hall, which was supposed to be silent along with the mother and concubine, has undergone earth-shaking changes.

Because, today's Empress Lu pleaded with the emperor to pity him for his mother's death, and wanted to adopt him as an adopted son.In such a highly hierarchical clan, the gap between the son of a court lady and the adopted son of an empress is worlds apart, and it is not an exaggeration.

Empress Dowager Lu is a well-educated and reasonable woman who speaks softly and treats him very well. She never gives him less than what she should have.Even if the noble concubine dominated the harem back then, facing the empress dowager Lu with a prominent background, she had to give up three points.

From a prince who was not favored by everyone, to the real eldest son of the emperor in the Yong Dynasty, everything happened too fast and too false.Even if everyone in the palace flattered him everywhere, he didn't think there was anything to be happy about.He knew very well that everything in front of him was as fragile as the moon in the water in the mirror.If one day the Lu family falls and he ends up, there will only be one word of death.

In these days of walking on thin ice, the only thing that made him happy was when he met He Zhijing in Bimei Pavilion.He didn't know why He Zhijing would teach him martial arts. Even if he became the adopted son of the empress and his status had undergone a huge change, he might not be able to fall into the eyes of this young high-ranking general.

After so many years in the palace, he was very aware of his own weight, and never overestimated his own value.

Perhaps it was because he knew from the beginning that he would not be of any use to He Zhijing, so when he was with him, he felt extra relaxed.

Time just passed day by day.

They met in Meilin, one taught and the other practiced, sometimes at the end of the day, they didn't even exchange a word.But he felt extremely satisfied, as if a place in his heart that had been empty for a long time was finally filled.

Thinking about it later, it was probably one of the few comfortable times in his long life.He thought he had never had such a simple and happy time, but after that person left, he suddenly woke up.

Later, a great change took place in the palace.The imperial concubine died without warning.

Because the emperor was away, that day, as the eldest son of the emperor, he went to the Guanju Palace where the imperial concubine lived to sit in town with Empress Lu.

The magnificent Guanju Palace is the most exquisite and luxurious place in the harem, even the Queen's Kunning Palace can't compare.

The woman who suffered from the jealousy and resentment of countless women in the harem lay quietly on the carved and embroidered bed designed for her by the emperor himself.

Without the exquisite makeup, this woman who was almost demonized by the folks had an extremely ordinary face.She doesn't have the elegant and graceful appearance of his mother and concubine, nor does she have the elegant demeanor of a lady like the Empress Dowager Lu.

Anyone who sees her can hardly imagine that it is such an ordinary woman that the emperor of Dayong has been in love with for so many years. For her, he suppressed the courtiers several times and regarded Liugong Fandai as a decoration.Even after her death, regardless of the opposition of the people in the world, she was buried in the emperor's mausoleum where the empresses of all dynasties should have been buried.

At that time, he didn't understand that the so-called pouring the city and pouring the country just happened to fall into the eyes of the emperor alone, so he poured the city and the country.