birth

Jia hadn't slept for several nights in a row, and he believed that Fuer was against him, against him, but contradictoryly would be in a corner where no one was around, thinking uncontrollably where was he?Do you eat well?Did you sleep well?If he hadn't looked for him all this time, would he never have appeared again...

These questions terribly occupied Xu Jia's brain, but he never dared to take the next step.

The wolf's intuition told him that there was a trap ahead, and at this critical juncture of the ceremony, he couldn't make any mistakes.

He has to become the crown prince, only in this way can he ascend the throne, then he can obtain Mo De Ling, and then he can know what is hidden in the Wangshuo sect... what is hidden...

The back of Xu Jia's head felt a dull pain, he closed his eyes irritatedly, his expression worried.

The maid who helped him dress was so frightened that her hands trembled, and her belt fell to the ground. Even though Xu Jia hadn't said anything, the maid was so frightened that she cried and knelt on the ground, "Damn it, damn it, please! His Royal Highness, atonement!"

Hearing this cry, Xu Jia felt even more depressed. Ever since he got up this morning, he had been feeling flustered, and the feeling of not being able to grasp it made him feel anxious. It was about to pour out, and at this moment, Zhou Shun, who was standing aside, interrupted, "Hurry up and get down! You clumsy thing! Why are you sticking around here to block your eyes?"

The court lady lowered her head and left as if fleeing, Zhou Shun deliberately pointed to the surrounding servants and said, "Today is the ceremony for His Royal Highness to be enshrined, don't cry and cry here without eyes, and let me do all the work in hand quickly! What about you! Didn’t you see the red bar crooked? What are you doing? Get me excited!”

Turning his head, he met Xu Jia's icy gaze. If he had been in the past, Xu Jia would have deliberately glanced at him thoughtfully, and then gritted his teeth and said sarcastically, "Yo, Commander Zhou is so majestic today."

But today he just gave him such a cold look, and then there was no follow-up, and he used his eyes to signal Nanny Zhang to help him dress up for the grand ceremony later.

And Zhou Shun was so frightened by this look that he broke out in cold sweat and dared not say any more.

The two sides of Fengtian Gate were full of ministers of civil and military affairs, the sun was shining, and the scorching sun was congratulating each other.

In the imperial study room, Huang Zidi bent down and whispered in Emperor Chu Ming's ear, "Your Majesty, it's time to go."

Chu Minghuang paused for a while, then slowly raised his head, and asked an irrelevant question, "How is the weather today?"

Huang Zidi, "Go back to the emperor, the weather is fine. After you go to the grand ceremony, you can go to the Imperial Garden with His Highness the Crown Prince for a walk, and the flowers in the garden must be in bloom."

Chu Minghuang smiled, and said in a long and satisfied voice, "The weather is good, that's all."

The weather is fine, does it mean that you are also very happy?Seeing your child being proclaimed king?

Chu Minghuang tremblingly took out a portrait from a hidden compartment, it was exactly the one he showed Fuer at the beginning, the paper was yellowed, but the people in the painting seemed not to feel the passage of time, still Then the years are quiet and smiling, as if all this is just a nightmare of his own. If one day wakes up from the dream, she will still be there, and she will still look at him and smile like this...

The sockets of Chu Minghuang's eyes became moist instantly, and the muddy tears couldn't hold back, and fell on the painting, blurring out a piece of water stain.

Sometimes, you make a mistake inadvertently, and you have to spend the rest of your life trying to make up for it.

What's even more sad is that in the end you suddenly realized that it started from the wrong decision you made, and everything afterwards was useless, and it was just your own wishful thinking.

That she won't come back, and your love is worthless.

Fengtianmen has gone from being silent at the beginning to whispering now. Everyone's body is covered with sticky sweat, their necks are exposed to the sun, and even dizzy white smoke floats out.

The scorching sun seemed not to congratulate him, but to wash away his wishful thinking in every quiet moonlit night.

"Hey, why don't you think the emperor has come? Could it be because he regrets not wanting to come?"

"It might be, after all, Xu Jia wasn't the emperor's own."

"Shhh, don't dare to say this nonsense! Be careful to lose your head if you hear it!"

"What's the matter? The emperor doesn't even show his face now. It's clear that he doesn't take this person seriously."

"Maybe the emperor is awake or not."

"A little brat of unknown origin, who wants to jump the dragon's gate, is simply beyond his control!"

……

The unbearable discussion became louder and louder, Zhou Shun leaned forward and asked in a low voice, "Your Highness, do you want your servant to go to the imperial study?"

Sweat fell down the heavy crown of hair, Xu Jia's eyelashes were wet with sweat, and he looked much sharper. He turned around without saying a word, and the discussions behind him stopped abruptly. While watching, he walked towards the direction of the imperial study.

Meng Zhonglian was also looking at him with unclear eyes, what Chu Minghuang said last night suddenly sounded in his head.

"I will make her child king."

Her child, his grandson.

Meng Zhonglian's eyes became moist, his throat choked up, and the intermittent discussion sounded in his ears again, but this time because of Xu Jia's departure, it became more rampant.

When Xu Jia arrived at the imperial study, he happened to see Emperor Chu Ming weeping on the chair with the portrait in his arms. Huang Zidi saw him and reminded him, "Your Majesty, the crown prince is here."

Xu Jia stood quietly below, he didn't question aloud, he didn't even show a trace of anger or dissatisfaction, he just looked at Chu Minghuang above without any emotion, but he was inexplicably firm, making people unable to understand. ignore.

Chu Minghuang waved at him with great effort, "Come here."

Xu Jia's footsteps hesitated for a moment, but he still walked in his direction until he stood beside him, until he saw the person in the painting clearly, his pupils constricted sharply, and his heart seemed to collapse in an instant. Being pinched and breathless, the hands hanging on both sides were suddenly clenched into fists—this was the woman who abandoned him and buried him in the soil that day, that is, his biological mother.

She is actually the queen of this dynasty, she is actually the queen.

But compared to being shocked, his heart was shrouded in a more inexplicable and strange feeling. He didn't know why he had the urge to cry, and even the desire to reach out and touch her. This desire made his hands sharp. Trembling, but he desperately endured it.

He is very clear that this desire does not come from him, he has no extra feelings for that woman, he has never resented her, nor appreciated her, the moment he saw the portrait, his heart should be nothing but shock There is nothing else, but now it is obvious that he has a lot of emotions that don't belong to him, and he even feels collapsed and desperate for a moment.

While he was enduring it desperately, the spiritual power in his body that had been quiet for many days suddenly went berserk—this time it didn't try to control his mind, but tried to burst out of his body, trying to tear him apart he.

It is stimulated by this portrait and cannot control itself.

Chu Minghuang noticed his silence, slowly turned his head to look at him, and tried to hold his hand, his lips moved, as if he wanted to say something.

But Xu Jia took half a step back at the moment when he turned his head, a tense thread snapped in his mind, his brain went blank, and even his eyes became nothingness——when he saw Chu Minghuang At that moment, there was only one thought in his mind.

kill him.

Xu Jia slapped Chu Minghuang's body to the ground, no longer looked at his face, but walked quickly to the outside of the hall, he wanted to leave here before this spiritual force completely lost control, at this time his His face was gloomy, and his whole body exuded a terrifying tension, as if he would grab anyone he touched and break his neck.

Before his hand touched the latch from the inside, the door was pushed open from the outside.

Immediately, handfuls of sunlight rushed towards him like he didn't want money, forming a stark contrast with his pale complexion.

Huang Zidi suddenly heard the sound of Chu Minghuang falling to the ground inside, and anxiously wanted to open the door to check, but the moment he opened the door, he met Xu Jia's Xia Sanbai who was looking fierce, and he was so frightened that his legs fell apart. After a moment of softening, his survival instinct made him subconsciously turn his head and run away.

But he was tightly held by the shoulders by the people behind him.

Huang Zidi heard a chuckle, and then he was pulled back, before he even had time to utter an exclamation.

The door was tightly closed again.