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As soon as Duan Shiyu walked out of the palace gate, he saw Layman Lingshan walking towards him.The Lingshan layman has a childlike face, white hair, and a whisk in his hand. He looks like a fairy.

The two met face to face, Lingshan Layman took a second look at Duan Shiyu, then nodded to the prince, lifted the hem of his clothes, and walked into the hall.

The prince snorted and said sarcastically: "I have been fighting outside for a year, but I didn't catch anything when I came back, hehe."

The prince shook his head triumphantly.Duan Shiyu laughed lightly, patted his wound, and said, "Why didn't you catch it, didn't you?"

"???" The prince frowned and asked, "What do you mean?"

Duan Shiyu bowed, approached the prince, and said, "Didn't you take an arrow from Brother Huang?"

"Huh?" The prince didn't understand, he looked at Duan Shiyu, stepped on a step, and almost fell down the stairs.Duan Shiyu quickly grabbed his arm and dragged him back.

Duan Shiyu fought all the year round, his body was much tougher than the crown prince's, and his stature also jumped up, when the two stood together, the crown prince actually felt a little oppressive.

The prince shook off his hand, took a step back, looked at Duan Shiyu's wound, and asked, "Please explain clearly, what do you mean?"

Duan Shiyu thought he was just putting on a show, so he tore off the front of his clothes, revealing the hideous scar, and said, "Brother Huang, can't you understand?"

"????" The prince looked closer at the wound, then looked up at Duan Shiyu, punched him on the right shoulder, and said angrily, "You don't want to slander me!"

The crown prince wanted to take advantage of Duan Shiyu's opening of a granary to release grain to suppress him, but he didn't expect that the matter would be wiped out by the emperor.This matter failed, Duan Shiyu's injury was strange, the crown prince was deeply afraid that Duan Shiyu would use this matter to slander him, he was angry and afraid.

Duan Shiyu straightened his clothes, looked at the prince several times, and was full of doubts in his heart, but he didn't say anything, and turned to leave.

The prince hurriedly followed, and forced to ask: "You deliberately brought your wounds to see the father, just to make the father sympathize with you, and then slander me, right? Humph, but the father is still facing me now!"

The prince has been favored since he was a child, and his words and deeds have always been presumptuous and undisguised. At this time, his anger and anxiety are fully exposed.Duan Shiyu had some doubts whether the man behind the assassination of him was really the prince. He pretended to be calm and said, "I was injured because the emperor lost Li Chuan and refused to give soldiers."

"Did I lose Li Chuan?" The crown prince said: "That group of thieves are too cunning, and I don't have a decent general under my command."

"..." Duan Shiyu stopped and looked back at the prince.The prince felt that what he said was very reasonable, and he stared back at Duan Shiyu arrogantly.

Duan Shiyu sighed, gathered his cloak, and walked towards the west gate.The prince followed up again, walked up to Duan Shiyu, and said: "I am the prince, you are only a king of Yue, how dare you walk in front of me."

Duan Shiyu had no choice but to stop and let the prince walk in front of him.After walking all the way to the west gate, the prince remembered that his east palace was on the other side, but he was not convinced and stood in front of Duan Shiyu to prevent him from leaving.

The prince's mother, Zhu Ling, and Duan Shiyu's mother, Man Jin, were taken into the palace together. The two were called sisters in the early years. Later, Man Jin was favored by the emperor and made a noble concubine. The relationship between the two has undergone subtle changes, but Man Jin After giving birth to Duan Shiyu, she was demoted to concubine Jin.The feng shui took turns, and the prince's mother, Zhuling, gained power and was named a noble concubine.

In terms of beauty, Zhuling is slightly inferior to Manjin, but Zhuling likes to read, but also prefers painting, especially Zhuangzi.The story of Zhuang Zhou's dream of a butterfly was vividly written on the paper, and the emperor saw it. From then on, the lotus tent was used to warm the spring night.

No one knew what happened to the emperor in those few years. From a bloodthirsty emperor who killed all directions, he only wanted to cultivate Taoism and become a fairy, dancing with butterflies.

It is also difficult to figure out whether Zhuling really likes Zhuangzi, or whether she wants to cater to the emperor.However, no matter whether it is to be free and easy or to observe one's words, the prince has not learned anything.

Duan Shiyu and the prince often played together since they were young, but since Zhuling gained power, the prince deliberately distanced himself from Duan Shiyu, and was later named prince, and even opposed Duan Shiyu everywhere.

Duan Shiyu is also used to it, and would cry and fight with his mother when he was a child, but his mother was having a hard time in the palace, so he stopped fighting with his mother.

Duan Shiyu was suddenly curious, he asked the prince, "Brother Huang, if my father allows me to open a warehouse, what do you want to do with me?"

His question choked the prince.The prince tilted his head, his face was not very good-looking, he thought for a long time, and said, "I haven't thought about it yet."

"..." Duan Shiyu raised his foot to leave, but the crown prince quickly stood in front of him again.Duan Shiyu shook his head and smiled wryly, and asked, "If Father doesn't let this matter go, will you kill me?"

"!!!" The prince raised his head suddenly, with a look of horror and disbelief.He never thought of letting Duan Shiyu die.And he couldn't believe that Duan Shiyu would try to figure out his heart so maliciously, and even said the word "death" so lightly.

The prince swallowed, feeling a little aggrieved.

Duan Shiyu sighed, cupped his hands, and left the palace gate without looking back.

The sky began to snow again, without gradual progress, and the sudden heavy snow was like rubbing cotton and wadding.

The prince looked at the increasingly blurred figure in the snow, with complicated emotions, including jealousy and frustration