Stay with me, I rely on the childbearing system to get pregnant and dote on me alone

This battle for the inheritance, which was supposed to be bloody, ended in a hurry because of an endless copybook before it officially started.

The next day, the prince saw Chengke declaring war on Jingshu who was playing with her cat with the same expression and the same words outside the gate of Yongning Palace.

"Jingshu, I want to compete with you about who is the person that Pupu likes the most." Chengke said solemnly, pointing to the calico cat lying on the ground basking in the sun.

The prince who stayed up all night prepared a plan for his younger brother to learn and catch up: "..."

Jingshu was squatting and petting the cat. When she heard this, she rolled her eyes at him angrily: "I don't accept your boring declaration of war. Besides, people are called Huahua, not Pupu."

"Meow~" the calico cat also echoed angrily.

Jingshu picked up the cat and left.

Chengke stood there, dejected, feeling very lonely.

The prince inexplicably saw a sense of vicissitudes of life in that small body of only four years old.

"Chengke." He walked over.

Chengke looked at him listlessly: "Brother Prince."

"Didn't you agree to be the prince?"

Chengke pouted: "I won't do it. I thought about it last night. It's too difficult to be a prince. Besides, you don't have to be a prince to become a powerful person. For example, Mao'er has no one except his mother and queen. Like it, if I can make it like me first, well... Even so, I'm quite powerful."

After all, the calico cat didn't even give Zong Yue face.

If he can conquer Mao'er, he will surely impress his father, right?

The prince is smart and can understand Chengke's thoughts with just a moment's thought.

Although Chengke is smart, he has an impatient temper and has no interest in writing skills such as memorizing and practicing calligraphy. Therefore, he always does perfunctory homework and is criticized by the teacher and Zongyue.

If you are criticized too much, coupled with some rumors, you will naturally have self-doubt and feel that you are not valued and loved by everyone.

The prince touched his younger brother's little head: "Even if you don't become a prince or a powerful person, Jingshu and I, as well as my father, the emperor and my empress, will all like you very much."

Chengke was suspicious: "Really?"

"Really, if you don't believe me, let's ask the queen mother." The prince nodded, led Chengke to the palace, and continued:

"Everyone's expertise is different. For example, I have a photographic memory, so I can get twice the result with half the effort in my studies. Although you are not good at literate things, you are particularly sharp in arithmetic."

Chengke thinks about it, and it seems to be the same.

"You can become a minister in charge of the household department and the treasury in the future. Even if you can't, what about being an idle prince?"

The prince squeezed his brother's fleshy little hand and said in a gentle tone: "I am your brother and will always protect you in the future. You don't have to force yourself to be anyone you don't want to be."

At this time, Chengke still didn't know the weight of this sentence.

It was not until he later entered the court, proposed the New Deal, scolded mediocre ministers, offended countless old nobles and villains, but was never reprimanded, and could smoothly implement the New Deal to benefit the people, that he slowly realized that his brother was supporting him behind his back. How much pressure lived.

His brother always gave him the confidence to move forward.

……

In the year when the prince ascended the throne, Zong Qiguang, who was under house arrest, became seriously ill and was about to die.

Cha Jiu went to see him for the last time.

When Zong Qiguang's cloudy and groggy eyes saw Cha Jiu's figure, they suddenly burst out with hatred, which was especially strange on that withered face.

"Lu Zhaoyu, how dare you come in front of me?" He was furious, but could not hide his hatred: "You gave your son everything you had to teach him, helping him to secure the throne step by step. You are both yin and yang to me, secretly Plot. You and Zongyue are both shameful rebels."

Chajiu looked at him steadily: "My teachings to you and to your Majesty are the same. Study in Yinshi, eat restraint, be punished when you are lazy, and reflect on your wrong doings. Zong Qiguang, I have never treated you like this. Keep something private.”

Zong Qiguang sneered.

Chajiu continued: "Even if your talent is average, hard work can make up for it. If you can't even do hard work, then maybe kindness can make up for it. But you have nothing. If you continue to sit in that position, it is tantamount to destroying the people. Put it on the fire and cook it with the whole Sheng Kingdom."

The more she continued, the more Zong Qiguang felt his cheeks getting hot and irritated.

He roared: "Stop saying these high-sounding words! You and Zongyue are just like a nest of snakes and rats, and they are all scheming! Even if I listen to the instructions, be diligent, and be kind, you still won't let me sit on the throne!"

"I will." Cha Jiu said without hesitation.

Zong Qiguang was stunned: "What?"

Chajiu said: "Even if your father's kindness to the Lu family is just a calculation, even if I already know that you prepared a torture chamber for me, as long as you can do whatever I just said, I will try my best to assist you. .”

"But Zong Qiguang, you have never believed me."

Her words are sincere and her eyes are calm, without any pretense.

Zong Qiguang can no longer deceive himself.

He knew she was right.

If he had believed in Cha Jiu instead of the Lin family.

If he can endure hardship and listen to advice instead of being lazy and stubborn.

Then he is the one who is sitting on the throne of emperor with infinite glory, right?

Zong Qiguang died with endless regret, without even closing his eyes.

Song Zhili was shivering in the corner. When she saw Chajiu was about to leave, she hurriedly cried and pulled her robe: "Empress! The deposed emperor died of illness himself, can you let this slave go?"

She doesn't want to be buried with him!

Chajiu leaned over and smiled faintly at her: "When you said you were going to throw me into the lake at the pavilion, did you plan to let me go?"

what?

Song Zhili was stunned. She was about to ask, but she saw the amber necklace on Chajiu's neck.

Her mind went blank, and her eyes slowly turned frightened.

"you……"

Before she could speak, the eunuch behind her had already wrapped white silk around her neck.

Song Zhili’s original name should be Song Zhiling.

However, she wanted to cling to Zongyue, so she renamed herself with the word "pear" in Zongyue's mother's name, and began her pursuit of glory and wealth.

But there are many roads, and once you start walking, you can never go back.

……

After the prince officially ascended the throne, Zongyue and Chajiu finally had some free time and saw the latest batch of pear blossoms in early spring in the former regent's palace.

There used to be only a few pear trees in the yard. Since Zongyue moved back, the other trees have been replaced with pear trees.

Now that spring has arrived, the pear blossoms are in full bloom all over the courtyard, as if you are in a fairyland, unparalleled in elegance.

"Don't move." Zong Yue's voice came.

Chajiu took back the fan and ignored the pestering butterfly.

The sun was bright and dazzling slightly on his face. Chajiu squinted his eyes slightly and looked at the man who was painting seriously in the pavilion.

After so many years, the years seemed to have left no trace on his body, but only carved that deep and handsome face into a more calm and profound one.

Her figure is still as delicate, and her abilities are still as strong. One arm can gently hold her around her waist...

System: "Ahem."

Cha Jiu closed his mind.

Zongyue traced Cha Jiu's posture, and remembered more and more how she looked when she was Mao'er. They were exactly the same.

He suddenly thought of a question.

"Zhaoyu."

"Ok?"

"When you turned into a cat in Yujin Garden, why... did you choose to come to me?"