Dressed as a man with the eldest son

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In fact, Nan Ruo had this question when he saw the prince's illness with his own eyes that night. He has been thinking about a question these days, or a hypothesis-if he didn't wear it, what would be the so-called extra truth.

At the end, the scene where the eunuch reports to the scumbag father about the sudden death of the eldest son will still happen. Shangguan Zichen is not the only one who rushed back from the parade, and the scumbag father will also be with him. Whether he is there or not, the brothers and sisters of the Mo family will still be caught.

The scumbag father may be depressed and painful, but except for the Nangong family and Xia Houchun, Xiao Ruogu's death has little impact on the outside world, and the world is still running normally. Oh, maybe King Rong will be sad for him for a while.

Without him, Shangguan Zichen would still be pushed out by the empress to sacrifice to heaven, but he just accelerated the process a little bit.

If Gu Yu is not rescued in time, he may die, or be found by Wang Shangshu, but the process will not be pleasant.

Luan Yiwei will still be restructured, Tan Ying will still gain power, and his current position will be replaced by others.

What happened to Yang Tao will also happen, Prince Tan Ying and others will go to Jiangnan, and then... Fu Zhuo died there.

If he hadn't swam back immediately and lifted Fu Zhuo to the surface in time, if he hadn't insisted on giving him first aid, Fu Zhuo might have died in Jiangnan forever, never to wake up again.

Saving lives is a race against time,

Assuming his hypothesis came true, it would be a great blow to the prince. If Emperor Yongzhao put down the matter gently, the stimulation to the prince would be even greater.

And the Queen Mother, maybe she will come back early because of this incident, forcing Emperor Yongzhao to be unable to make big things smaller, then the Crown Prince will completely break up with Queen Zheng and stand on the opposite side, and at the same time, it may also speed up the death of the Queen Mother, causing the Prince to suffer another blow .

Without his suggestion to write a letter, and without four years of consolation and relief, the prince's illness might have gotten out of control.

If this is the case, then the vague rebellion in the episode makes sense.

Emperor Yongzhao would not entrust the country to a prince who would go mad at any time, and the prince himself would not be willing either. If he had to choose between the selfish desire to control power and the people of the world, he would undoubtedly choose the latter, and he would be willing to give up.

After four years of correspondence, he clearly understood the prince's mind and philosophy.

It is not difficult to understand why after the prince was circled outside the fanfare, Empress Zheng told the four divisions and eight bureaus to take care of him more during the holidays. She was not mocking or implying anything, she was really not afraid.

No courtier would want a volatile and moody monarch to sit on the throne.

What's more, Emperor Yongzhao didn't only have the crown prince as his son, he also had King Rong to choose from, and at worst, the clan.

Now knowing that the prince has long been aware of Queen Zheng's purpose, he is even more sure of the tricks in the episode.

Empress Fu first planted the seeds of ambition in Empress Zheng's heart, and the crown prince raised it to grow in the next ten years, making Empress Zheng ambitious, and the empress's feelings gradually faded away, and it was even possible that in the later game between empress and empress , he also secretly intervened.

King Rong's succession to the throne is probably a temporary compromise in the game between the emperor and empress.

It's a pity that the episode only ends here, and what happened afterwards is uncertain. Perhaps Emperor Yongzhao, who became the Supreme Emperor, died, and Empress Zheng killed the carbine and controlled King Rong to take charge of the government together, and then followed Wu Zetian and changed the dynasty to become emperor.

Maybe she was restrained by Emperor Yongzhao until her death, and she couldn't return to the capital after "traveling in mountains and rivers".

Or the prince recovered from illness and regained the throne—although the chances are extremely small.

Nan Ruo looked at the prince with complicated eyes.

His expression already answered his question, he thought.

"I did have this idea..." The crown prince looked at him directly, a little excited, and his deep eyes were amazingly bright.

Brother Gu actually understood him!

He never revealed his thoughts to anyone, including Fu Zhuo, he thought that no one would understand, but he didn't want to, and he was still thinking about it!

How can we not surprise him.

Nan Ruo closed his eyes, concealed his inner emotions, and said softly, "What about now? What is Your Highness thinking now?"

The prince locked his eyes on him and couldn't move away, revealing a frightening stubbornness.

Nan Ruo's scalp numb: "Your Highness?"

"I'm sorry." The prince forced himself to droop his eyelids, and excused his rudeness just now, "I just didn't expect you to think of one place with me. Thinking of the mutual understanding, I was overjoyed for a moment..."

If it wasn't for the sincerity of what the prince said, Nan Ruo suspected that he was teasing himself on purpose, so he made up his mind and repeated the question just now.

He stared at the prince, not letting go of every subtle expression on his face.

"Now..." The prince paused for a moment, and said, "If I can get better, I will naturally not give up, but if I can't be cured..." The meaning is self-evident.

Nan Ruo looked thoughtful and did not speak.

The sweetness in the prince's mouth turned into bitterness: "I don't want to hide it from you."

He was afraid that he would disappoint Brother Gu. He couldn't guarantee that he could control his epilepsy, not only could he not control it, but it would even get worse.

How can a person who can't even control his emotions afford the world.

He can't even actively desire the person in front of him, he can only passively wait for him to take a look at him.

Nan Ruo shook his head: "I need to think about it, and I will continue this topic after I think it through."

He has some thoughts in his mind, but he will not be able to figure them out for a while, and he needs some time to seriously consider them.

The prince fixedly looked at him: "Including the previous share?"

Nan Ruo avoided his gaze: "Yes, together."

The prince narrowed his eyes, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly: "Okay."

Nan Ruo hesitated for a while and asked, "When did Your Highness treat me..."

Thoughts on him.

To be honest, the biggest shock to him in this incident was not the prince's feelings for him, but the incident itself—it was too sudden.

It seems to be walking well on the road, the wind is sunny and sunny, and suddenly there is no warning, it rains, it is still the kind with lightning and thunder.

As long as he revealed something before, he would not be surprised for this reason. There is a trailer for the advertisement, but the prince threw down the thunder without saying a word, so that he still can't figure out what it is from. time began.

The prince did not hesitate: "Start from the boat that went to Jiangnan back then."

So early?Nan Ruo was startled, he had only traveled for half a year then, how many times had he only had contact with the prince?

He tried to remember.

The priest and the car counted as one, and his surrender counted as one, and then he spent nearly two months with the prince, but it was just a meal, and he didn’t say anything except giving him homework. A little eunuch was sent to monitor him.

As for the one who was a little closer, it was the time when we ran into each other in the nunnery. Even though we put aside our identities and had a heart-to-heart talk, he didn’t remember what happened on the boat to the south of the Yangtze River. He only remembered the beautiful scenery along the road and the prince’s room. The clock inside is loud.

I really can't remember what I did to make the prince take it to heart, but I remembered that the prince remembered to prepare a bowl of longevity noodles for him when he was in Jiangnan.

At that time, he was just a means for the lord to win over his subordinates, but looking at it now, it was clear that he had other intentions.

The prince's eyes dimmed: "It's okay if you don't remember what happened four years ago, as long as I remember it, it's not what you did, it's my own thoughts."

In fact, it was only when he thought about it later that he realized when he fell in love with Gu Geer, starting from Gu Geer's smile at him under the starry sky that night.

"Afterwards, you comforted me a few times and made me feel at ease." He smiled, his deep eyes were full of tenderness, "The past four years of correspondence have helped me know more about you." There is also more greed.

Although he can't be alone on weekdays, when Gu Geer goes in and out of the palace, he will always see people from time to time. He is especially fortunate that he has a hobby of playing with binoculars, so that he can use this to see Gu Geer more often.

Nan Ruo understood that he had cheated himself. He only wanted to get closer to his boss and earn more love points.

Moreover, this boss suffers from severe mental illness, and the bowls of chicken soup he has become his spiritual salvation.

I'm afraid the prince himself didn't realize the paranoia implied when he looked at him, making people look carefully at their hairs.

Nan Ruo was confused for a moment.

In fact, when he was in the car, he wanted to take the opportunity to make it clear to the prince, he didn't want to drag him down, and he didn't want to be a scumbag, but now he hesitated.

There are many questions in his mind that he doesn't want to understand, and he wants to respond after sorting out his thoughts, so as not to cause misunderstanding and... regret.

He didn't say anything for a long time, the prince's heart sank, the fingers holding the cup turned white, and his voice was steady: "I know you are still thinking about Jiangnan, don't worry, at most one month, we will see the outcome after one month."

Nan Ruo's eyes moved: "Is there a way for Your Highness to ask the Holy One to let go?"

He was worried that Emperor Yongzhao would make a final decision and not investigate, and he has not asked him whether to postpone it until now.

The prince suppressed all his longing and impatience, telling himself to be normal, he didn't want to create an appearance of coercing people with affection, and he didn't want to make Gu Ge'er bear the burden to face him.

"If it's the other side, I can't give you a [-]% promise for the time being. The Jiangnan incident is not difficult. I have never forgotten it in these years. I promised to avenge you and Fu Zhuopei Dinggao. Naturally, I can't break my promise."

His gaze fell into Nan Ruo's eyes, as if he was saying how tacit understanding we had, but we both remembered and did not forget to plan.

Nan Ruo lowered her eyelids and pretended not to see it: "In that case, I will wait for the good news from His Highness."

"What good news?" Fu Zhuo came over with two plates of dim sum and put them on the table.

"It's nothing." Nan Ruo and the prince almost spoke in unison.

Fu Zhuo was caught off guard, looked left and right, and clicked his tongue twice: "Okay, it's nothing, I believe it."

- a ghost!

She winked at the prince, and raised her eyebrows at Nanruo, as if she wanted to hear gossip.

The prince and Nan Ruoqiqi ignored him, tacitly pulled back the topic of the previous chat, and continued to chat.

Fu Zhuo pouted speechlessly.

Soon the sun was setting, the prince did not stay much as he said, and the party drove back to the city before the curfew.

"Go to Nangong Mansion first." The prince said.

"Thank you, Your Highness, for your compassion." Nan Ruo understood what he meant almost instantly, but he would rather not have guessed it.

The crown prince watched him get off his horse and enter the mansion, and he didn't look away until his back was completely out of sight: "Let's go."

He would rather look at Gu Ge'er's back than ask him to look at his back.

When Nan Ruo returned to the yard, he closed the study so that no one would disturb him. After a while, he looked at the few pieces of paper in front of him and tapped the table with his fingers.

Power, love, scum, not scum...

The world, the people... change...