Father, I really don’t want to be the emperor

There are many legends about this Thirteenth Master, and they have even been compiled into books by storytellers and spread everywhere.

What Ning Fan didn't expect was that he would actually meet the legendary Thirteenth Prince, a very romantic figure back then!

Unparalleled in poetry, intelligent in nature, and most importantly, very handsome in life!

According to rumors, this Thirteenth Master assisted Tian'an Emperor Ning Zhen in ascending to the throne, ranking first among the eighteen heroes of Yunyan Tower!

The Thirteenth Master, who was supposed to be in the spotlight with Emperor Tian'an, disappeared overnight.

Rumor has it that the Thirteenth Master died of illness, but no one thought that the real reason was not that he died suddenly, but that he was imprisoned here for thirty years!

"Are you curious? Just be curious."

Ning Yin smiled warmly.

From his face, Ning Fan couldn't see any resentment.

"Uncle Thirteen, why are you imprisoned by the emperor? Maybe I can intercede on your behalf."

"After all these years, it's time to settle any grudges!"

Ning Fan was heartbroken.

Ning Yin shook his head: "I will never get out of here in my life. Your father will not trust me."

"Is it just because of Uncle Thirteen's talent?"

Ning Fan seemed to have touched the edge.

"Yes!"

"It's that simple!"

"My existence gave your father a sense of crisis, so I was imprisoned."

Ning Yin raised his head, a tear falling from the corner of his eye.

"Back then, why didn't you compete for the throne? With your talent, you can definitely stand out!"

Ning Fan said angrily.

For the first time, he realized that the man sitting on the throne actually had such a narrow-minded side.

"Don't blame your father. Everyone who ascends to that position must be ruthless! Because love will influence judgment."

Ning Yin seemed to see the anger in Ning Fan's heart.

"But you are brothers!"

Ning Fan said painfully.

Although the battle for the throne is cruel, it is all a battle between half-brothers.

It's hard to imagine that real brothers who share the same breast would be so cruel.

"A father is also a brother, but the end is not the same? Sitting in that position means being imprisoned by that position! Don't hate your father, he is just imprisoned by the throne."

Ning Yin said lightly.

Ning Fan didn't believe this, and his eyes fell on Ning Yin's shackles.

"It's useless. It's made of iron. I won't be able to walk more than a hundred meters in my life."

Ning Yin shook his head.

"Uncle Thirteen, what kind of person was my mother back then?"

Ning Fan asked.

Ning Fan was full of curiosity about the secrets of the year.

"I didn't mention it back then. By the way, are you participating in the fight for the right to inherit the rightful son now?"

Thirteenth Uncle Ning Yin asked with concern.

Ning Fan nodded: "When you are in the whirlpool, even if you want to stay out of it, it is impossible."

Ning Yin nodded: "You are right. I just didn't like fighting with others, and I ended up like this!"

During the conversation, Ning Fan explained the current situation and some basic information about the court.

But Ning Yin just listened carefully and hardly interrupted.

Finally, after Ning Fan finished speaking, Ning Yin said: "You have to be careful. Your father may not have really wanted to train you from the beginning."

"why?"

Ning Fan was shocked.

Ning Fan had always thought that Emperor Tian'an's entrustment of important tasks to him was a kind of training and training, but now it seems that there may be something else hidden.

"Do you think I'm instigating you?"

"Actually it's not!"

"The reason why I say this is because your mother's identity is very special. This is destined to make it difficult for you to become a real crown prince! Your existence is just a stepping stone to the whetstone!"

Ning Yin said with a sneer.

Ning Fan broke into a cold sweat because he seemed to have really realized something.

The mothers of other princes have a large group of natal families.

Not only did his mother die early, but she also didn’t even have a single relative, as if this mother was alone.

This is very abnormal.

The emperor usually would not marry a person of unknown origin. The fact that his mother had no relatives was a sign of something strange.

"Your mother's surname is Lin, but her true identity is the princess of Tianxiang Kingdom!"

Ning Yin didn't hide it either.

Tianxiang Kingdom?

Ning Fan quickly searched for memories in his brain and soon had an impression.

This Tianxiang Kingdom was actually a vassal state of Dakang. Because Tianxiang had colluded with the Xiongnu, it was destroyed by Dakang forty years ago.

What Ning Fan never expected was that his mother Lin Rong was actually the princess of Tianxiang Kingdom.

With this identity, it is really difficult for me to enter the center of power of Dakang!

After all, a descendant of an enemy princess is absolutely not allowed to hold power and become the controller of Dakang!

"Now you understand why I said that."

Ning Yin put his hands behind his back.

Ning Fan had a cold sweat on his face. He looked at Ning Yin's back and suddenly felt a sense of intimacy: "Uncle Thirteen, my mother must have received a lot of care from you back then."

"Yes, Ronger is like a follower, very used to following me."

Ning Yin sighed.

But soon, Ning Yin changed the topic and said: "Only your father knows about my existence, so after you go out, don't say you have seen me!"

"I will give you a few words now. You should listen carefully."

"First, try your best to win the fiefdom, and then go to the fiefdom!"

"The second is to develop your own strength with peace of mind. When the time comes, you may be able to save your life."

"Remember, what I said is just to save your life, don't think about anything else!"

After Ning Yin said three sentences, he remained silent.

Ning Fan was in a mess and didn't know what to say.

"The Yulin Guards are coming soon. Please leave. If they see you, it will be bad. Both you and I will suffer."

Ning Yin exhorted: "Follow the plum blossoms to the east, follow the path, and you can get out."

After being urged by Ning Yin, Ning Fan could only silently observe the surrounding topography. After finding the high mountain as a reference, Ning Fan quickly memorized the approximate location of the stabbing.

Then, he said goodbye to Ning Yin and quickly walked towards the end of the road.

Sure enough, following Ning Yin's guidance, Ning Fan quickly walked out of the maze-like jungle and came to the river.

At this time, Ning Fan heard someone calling him in the woods.

"I'm here!"

Ning Fan shouted.

Soon, several fast horses appeared beside Ning Fan, and the leader was Luo Yong.

Seeing that Ning Fan was safe and sound, Luo Yong cried with joy and almost fell off his horse.

"Your Highness, are you really okay?"

Luo Yong gasped.

Ning Fan nodded: "Go back first and then we'll talk about it later."

The camp was attacked again. This time, except for Ning Fan and Luo Yong, everyone else was stunned. It was exactly the same as last time.

But the difference from last time is that this time the opponent left two corpses.