Abandoned by the best children? I just take out the space

Su Dequan looked at the Eighth Prince carefully, and saw that his eyes were blazing with fire, and he looked at him as if he were a dead person, and his heart suddenly began to beat wildly.

Flicking his whisk, Su Dequan said kindly, "His Majesty is worried about you, so he sent me to remind you. If you doubt His Majesty's thoughts, I have nothing to say. I can only go back and report to His Majesty and ask him to formally issue an order to you."

Su Dequan's seemingly calm and composed words actually contained a subtle reminder.

When the Eighth Prince met Su Dequan's calm and indifferent expression, the sparks in his eyes were instantly extinguished.

"I understand what father means. Go back and tell him that I will fully cooperate with him before the queen is buried. After the queen is buried, I will go find Lao Liu and Lao Jiu and ask them to let go of their grudges against father. Our family will work together to drive Quan Rong and He He out of Dajing."

After saying this solemnly, the Eighth Prince closed his eyes and no longer looked at Su Dequan.

When Su Dequan saw this, he knew that the Eighth Prince was rejecting him and was unwilling to talk to him anymore.

He was a very tactful person. After realizing what the eighth prince was thinking, he said goodbye to him respectfully and went back to the palace to report to the emperor.

After he left, the Eighth Prince opened his eyes and smashed the entire room in anger.

Looking at the mess in the room, the Eighth Prince's anger not only did not subside, but he became even more upset.

"Father, what do we sons mean to you? Why do you treat us like this?"

He kept calling the emperor "you" all the time and no longer had any respect in his heart. It was obvious that the Eighth Prince had such deep dissatisfaction with the emperor that he was unwilling to use even the most basic respectful title.

"Your Highness, please be patient." A middle-aged woman with neatly combed hair and a spirited look walked in with tea in her hand.

She glanced at the mess on the ground, handed the tea to the Eighth Prince, and said earnestly: "Your Majesty is old, so his behavior is naturally a little unrefined. Your Highness, please be patient. When Your Majesty clears out those daring people, who else can take the throne but you?"

The middle-aged woman deliberately lowered her voice at the end, but her eyes became extremely bright, as if she had already seen the scene of the Eighth Prince reaching the summit.

The Eighth Prince felt much better after listening to her words.

He took a sip of the tea and said with a smile, "The Sixth and Ninth are much smarter than the Third and Fourth. If it weren't for Princess An Qing's sudden regret, I wouldn't be trapped here dealing with my father."

"In the end, it is better to fight for yourself than to put your hopes on your father. Look, didn't the Sixth and Ninth Brothers rely on their own men to conquer cities and territories, which made the father look at them differently?"

The eighth prince's tone was bitter as he finished speaking.

The path that Concubine De arranged for him was to let him lie dormant under Tu Yuanzhou's command, and then find an opportunity to take away everything that Tu Yuanzhou had planned for many years.

He never expected that Princess An Qing would regret her decision because of her daughter's death and leave him in Luoyang City.

The Eighth Prince actually didn’t care where he was. He just wanted to know if he could get everything that Concubine De left behind.

Thinking of Concubine De who was killed by the Queen, the Eighth Prince was in a bad mood.

He put the teacup aside, looked at the middle-aged woman with an inexplicable expression, and said in a cold tone: "My mother cares about me the most. I am the one she couldn't let go of before she died. But I can't do anything well. I'm afraid that everything my mother planned for me will be ruined because of me."

Hearing the pain in his tone, the middle-aged woman felt uncomfortable.

She was Defei's confidant, and she knew exactly what Defei had done for the Eighth Prince.

The Eighth Prince is now trapped in his own mansion, and she is more anxious than the Eighth Prince himself.

But the emperor was autocratic and the trouble Princess An Qing had brought to the Eighth Prince had not been completely resolved. Even if she had a way to help the Eighth Prince, she did not dare to give him advice at this time.

"Your Highness is suffering, I know it very well, but some things should not be done under your Majesty's nose, otherwise your Highness's rare peace will become a luxury."

When the middle-aged woman said this, she could not hide her worry on her face.

The Eighth Prince understood what she meant, and he couldn't calm down for a long time.

The middle-aged woman was worried that the Eighth Prince would think too much, so she deliberately changed the subject: "Your Highness, why don't you think carefully about what His Majesty means? Eunuch Su is His Majesty's confidant. The fact that he made several special trips is enough to prove His Majesty's trust in you."

Pursing her lips slightly, the middle-aged woman said boldly: "Since His Majesty is willing to trust Your Highness, why don't you make good use of this opportunity? You know, His Majesty is already seventy-four years old this year. If an old man like him has an accident, no one will think it's a big deal."

When the Eighth Prince heard the middle-aged woman's words, his pupils shrank slightly and his expression became solemn, as if he disagreed with the instigation in the middle-aged woman's words.

But he remained silent for a long time, his brows furrowed, and his look of deep thought betrayed his true thoughts.

The middle-aged woman was standing by his side, and when she saw his expression change, she immediately realized that he was moved.

Although she was also confused as to why she had said such outrageous words all of a sudden, when she thought of the emperor's age, her mind became active, and she wanted to rush into the palace immediately to kill the emperor and support the eighth prince to ascend the throne.

"Madam Su, please leave." The Eighth Prince looked calm but somewhat cold.

She raised her eyes to glance at the Eighth Prince and saw that his expression was as cold as ice, with a hint of cruelty. Nanny Su's heart tightened slightly. Then she dared not say anything more and respectfully left the room.

"Father, this could be your other intention." The Eighth Prince smiled bitterly on his thin face, but his hands were clenched into fists. "Do you really look down on me? Who do you choose? The Sixth Prince or the Ninth Prince? Or if you really want to live forever, then what am I?"

The more the Eighth Prince thought about it, the more he felt that the Emperor's calculations were to use them as pawns that could be discarded at any time. Was his mother's death really just the result of the Queen's jealousy?

"Mother, it would be great if you were still alive." The Eighth Prince felt very cold, so cold that he couldn't think normally.

Defei was dissatisfied with the emperor and resented the empress, but she loved her son, the eighth prince, very much, and the eighth prince was very dependent on her.

The death of Concubine De hit the Eighth Prince hard and also made him resent the Emperor.

This resentment grew stronger as time passed, and at this moment, it seemed as if it was about to turn into a sharp knife and stab the emperor fiercely.

"Mother, if you were still here, you would definitely tell me what to do."

Murmuring softly, the look in the Eighth Prince's eyes became more and more entangled, but soon it turned into relief.

"There are some things I must do, otherwise wouldn't mother's years of planning be a waste of time for others?"