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Without saying a word, Zhu Houxue went up the steps to the imperial study.

Zhu Wenzhen bowed respectfully when the emperor passed by, and softly called "Father Emperor".

Zhu Houxue swallowed his sigh, and without looking at his eldest son, he only stepped across the threshold and said in a low voice, "Come in."

The emperor was changed by a few palace servants, and sat down on the couch. Seeing that Zhu Wenzhen was still standing aside respectfully with his head bowed, he raised his chin and pointed to the side: "Sit."

Zhu Wenzhen sat down on the edge carefully.

The emperor looked at his thin appearance with only his inner coat on, shook his head helplessly, and ordered outside: "Bring him my cloak and hand stove."

The palace people respectfully responded, and handed over the cloak and hand stove to Zhu Wenzhen.

Zhu Wenzhen took the clothes and the small copper stove, and then looked up at the emperor, "Father..."

The emperor raised his hand to interrupt him, "Do you know what you are doing?"

Zhu Wenzhen nodded, "Father, my son has thought it over clearly, my son does not accept finger marriage."

The emperor stared at the eldest son for a while, and said slowly: "Although that child Zhu Mu is still young, she has a pure heart. Now she lives with your imperial grandmother. You should take this opportunity to spend more time with her and get to know each other better. Once you understand her character and personality, it’s not too late to make a decision.”

"Father, there's no need, the child already has someone in his heart, and he will definitely not like anyone else." Zhu Wenzhen shook his head firmly.

The emperor's brows turned cold, he stared at Zhu Wenzhen, paused for a moment, and asked, "The anonymous author from Qifeng Bookstore?"

Zhu Wenzhen was able to deal with it calmly when he was seen through by the prince before, but at this time when Xiao Ke was directly named by the emperor, Zhu Wenzhen couldn't stand it no matter what.

How could the father know about Xiao Ke when he is busy with all sorts of opportunities?

He raised his head in panic, looked at the emperor with a pair of staring almond eyes, opened his mouth, wanted to say something, but couldn't speak for a while.

He was so bewildered that he was overwhelmed by shock.

Seeing his reaction like this, the emperor's face became more and more gloomy, "It's just nonsense!"

The emperor's voice was not loud, but he had the majesty of an emperor, and the words seemed to weigh a thousand catties, pressing on Zhu Wenzhen's heart.

Zhu Wenzhen slid down from the seat in a panic, knelt on the ground, lowered his eyes, shrunk his shoulders slightly, thinking that his thoughts that he had hidden well were roughly cut open in this way, and he could only carry them alive, trying his best not to Lu Qie, "Father, the child really likes him—"

Zhu Wenzhen uttered the words "I really like it", and the emperor directly lifted the low table on the couch and slammed it heavily on Zhu Wenzhen's back.

After a long while, the emperor's pale face and lips trembled: "Listen to what I'm talking about! Ah? You are a majestic prince, my eldest son! Tell me now that you like a idiot of unknown origin. man!"

Zhu Wenzhen's eyes were red, his eyes were lowered, his lips were pursed tightly, but his back was straight, and he murmured: "The boy just likes him..."

The emperor kicked Zhu Wenzhen directly on the shoulder this time.

Zhu Wenzhen staggered and lay on the ground, but still didn't let go: "No one but his child—"

"—Ouch, Your Highness!"

Hong Rong, the chief eunuch next to the emperor, hurried forward in fright, pretending to help Zhu Wenzhen up, but in fact, he really couldn't bear to listen to this silly child who he had watched grow up, and at this juncture, he insisted on touching the emperor's Ni Lin.

"Let him kneel!" Zhu Houxue scolded in a deep voice.

Hong Rong hurriedly answered "Yes" and stepped back with a bow.

Zhu Wenzhen didn't dare to speak anymore, and knelt there staring at the mess all over the floor.

The emperor said again: "I turned a blind eye to how you messed around outside. If you really cared about him and took him into the mansion as a confinement, I didn't care about you. But you, for such a person, You have to disobey even the finger marriage with Zhu Mu, if this gets out, the Tian family will lose all face!"

Banned?

Zhu Wenzhen didn't expect that this word would come out of the mouth of a majestic king of a country. He thought, his father and emperor must really have nothing to do with him to say such compromise words, right?

But what he wants is everything about Xiao Ke, not just the flesh|body...

Zhu Wenzhen shook his head in a daze: "I don't want him to be my confinement..."

The emperor was so angry that his temples twitched, "If you don't want to be a concubine, what else do you want him to do? Could it be that you can't be a princess?!"

The emperor said the words in a fit of anger. Unexpectedly, the eldest son's eyes lit up when he heard the word "Wangfei". He even raised his eyes to look at the emperor, and opened his mouth to ask for something. , shouted loudly: "Bastard!" He raised his hand and grabbed the candlestick and smashed it directly on Zhu Wenzhen's head.

The red candle wax stuck to Zhu Wenzhen's forehead and flowed down mixed with blood.

Hong Rong was so frightened that he knelt beside Zhu Wenzhen and called out "Your Majesty".

The emperor looked at the glaring bloodstains flowing down Zhu Wenzhen's thin and fair side face, and suddenly felt that the shot was heavy, but he was still angry, and said in a deep voice: "I tell you, don't even think about it, the writer's head I'm just keeping it for the time being, if you mess around, I can charge him with the crime of killing the Nine Clans at any time, so that you can completely stop thinking about it."

Zhu Wenzhen panicked.

When the emperor uttered "Zhu Jiu Clan", his heart was tightly gripped, and hot tears burst out of his eyes, and the blood slid along his cheeks to his chin, dripping on his robe.

"Father, is the life of ordinary people worse than that of ants? Can you trample on it at will like this? Just because I like him, you want to treat him like this? But what did he do wrong?"

The last time Zhu Wenzhen called the emperor "Daddy" was more than ten years ago.

At that time, the emperor was just a prince who had no power. He took the young Zhu Wenzhen out to the temple fair. There were many people on the side of the road. Zhu Wenzhen was not as tall as Zhu Houzhao's waist. Long, he turned his head and saw a child from another family raised his hand and shouted "Daddy, carry me up to see", the father immediately sent the child to his shoulder.

Zhu Wenzhen imitated the child's appearance and raised his hand to Zhu Houxue, "Daddy, I want a hug."

At that time, Zhu Houxue smiled and opened his eyes, "Okay, our Xiang'er will sit higher than anyone else!"

He bent down and grabbed Zhu Wenzhen's armpit to pick him up, put him on his shoulders, and supported his arms steadily, carrying him for a whole night.

That night, there were no monarchs and ministers, only father and son.

Zhu Houxue's heart that was originally built into the solid wall softened, he let out a long sigh, and told Hong Rong: "Pull everyone back, everyone retreats to 30 meters away from the imperial study room, and the bow|crossbowmen strengthen their long-range guard."

This is the defensive method that the emperor and his ministers only use when discussing the top secrets of the state.

Zhu Wenzhen raised his head blankly, staring at the emperor in a daze.

All the doors and windows of the imperial study were closed, and only the emperor and Zhu Wenzhen were left in the empty room. The emperor bent down to help Zhu Wenzhen up, and led him to sit on the side of the couch to wipe the blood on his forehead.

"I insist on arranging this marriage for you. It's nothing else. I just hope that soon after I'm gone, you can have a way out."

The author has something to say: there will be double updates today and tomorrow, and Xiao Ke will come back tomorrow...