Pursing his lips, Qi Chen reorganized his words and said: "Probably they were carried in my mother's womb! I heard from my father that when my mother was pregnant with me, she loved sweets, especially sweet-scented osmanthus cakes.

At first, everyone thought that the baby would be a girl. But when I was born, they didn’t expect that I would be a prince.

Perhaps it was an unexpected joy. My father, the emperor, and my mother were extremely fond of me. When I was six years old, I was officially canonized as the prince. But since then, my father has been much stricter on me.

As a monarch, you cannot reveal your preferences at will. Even if it is your favorite food, you cannot eat more of it.

At that time, I was unhappy because I couldn't eat sweet-scented osmanthus cake. Every time the Nine Emperors uncle came to the palace to discuss political affairs with my father, he would secretly bring it to me.

However, since I succeeded to the throne, Uncle Nine Emperors has not allowed me to eat it. "

As time went by, Qi Chen almost forgot his own preferences. He thought that Uncle Nine Emperors must have forgotten his love of sweet-scented osmanthus cake.

Unexpectedly, it turned out that Uncle Nine Emperors had always remembered it. Speaking of this, Qi Chen's eyes couldn't help but darken.

"In the past, when Uncle Nine Emperors brought me snacks, he only gave me the things. He didn't say much coaxing words, and rarely smiled.

But at that time, I felt that Uncle Nine Emperors was quite close to me.

Ever since I became the emperor, Uncle Nine Emperors seems to be busy all day long. He basically only comes to me for one thing every time, and that is to check my homework.

If you do well, you won't be praised, but if you don't do well, you'll either get scolded or beaten. Anyway, he's very fierce. He only knows how to arrange tasks and never cares about me.

In the past three years, only the nanny felt sorry for me. Every time I was punished or unhappy, she would take risks and secretly take a few pieces of sweet-scented osmanthus cake, wrap them in oil paper, and put them in my bedroom behind Uncle Nine Emperors' back. "

Hearing this, Shen Wan almost understood everything.

It is difficult for a child of the royal family to have a complete and beautiful childhood. Even if Qi Chen is Emperor Wenxuan's most beloved son, the most he can give him is six years of a carefree life like a child.

The cruelty of the struggle for power does not mean that if you don't fight, others will not cause trouble for you.

What's more, as the only legitimate son, Qi Chen is already at the forefront of the storm. He will inevitably be involved in this cruel struggle without gunpowder, and he must shoulder his responsibilities.

If her guess was correct, the nanny secretly sent sweet-scented osmanthus cake to the little emperor, and it was probably because of Qi Yan's instruction.

Otherwise, with that man's shrewd insight, how could the wet nurse have repeatedly concealed her actions from him?

It's just that he didn't let the wet nurse tell the truth, and Shen Wan could also understand the man's concerns.

He couldn't show his softness in front of the little emperor, because he was afraid that the other party would be arrogant because of it, and he had never been able to coax people, so he probably couldn't handle the crying of a child.

In this way, it makes sense that the man used to care about Qi Chen, but since he came to the throne, he seems to have become indifferent.

Emperor Wenxuan and Qi Yan, both brothers, wanted the little emperor to grow up quickly and have enough strength to protect himself in the whirlpool of power, but they ignored how important care is to a child.

The little emperor obviously lacks love, but perhaps, as princes, especially princes who are candidates for the crown prince, they themselves do not have the right to enjoy childhood like ordinary children.

Although Shen Wan knew the cruelty of the battle for the throne, she was not the one deeply involved in it after all. She could not judge whether the man's choice was right or wrong, but she could only frown slightly in sadness.

"Do you have any resentment against him in your heart?"

"I... don't."

The answer came out of his mouth, but Qi Chen hesitated slightly on the last two words.

Because he found that at the moment the words came out, he didn't seem to be as sure as he thought.

Tap the screen to use advanced tools Tip: You can use left and right keyboard keys to browse between chapters.

You'll Also Like