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As the dew deepened, the palace fell into silence in the middle of the night, and the dark shadows covered the palace, taking away all sounds.Dark clouds covered the sky above Gaoque, and there were dots of thunder in the dense clouds, as if a storm was brewing.

There are palace lanterns in front of the imperial study room, and the hall is still lit.

A dispute is taking place in the study.

The candles were flickering, and the emperor's fire was burning.The tall middle-aged emperor was furious, and his subordinates slapped the imperial case fiercely, "You are so bold that you imprisoned the son of the general as..."

He couldn't help but stare at the kneeling prince as if he were a stranger, "Now you actually lied to me, lied to me that I was seriously ill and recuperated in the palace, and dared to tease the ministers of the court!"

The news of the crown prince's imprisonment of Lu Zhaohan reached the emperor's ears, and seeing that his own eyes and ears brought him in person, the emperor had to believe that the character of the prince he had always trusted was not as good as he had seen.

The prince knelt in front of the case silently, with a pale face, coughing lowly from time to time.

The emperor's anger did not stop, "What else do you have to say now?"

The prince lowered his head, and the candlelight imprinted a look of sadness on his slightly frowning brows, "...I didn't mean to imprison him."

"You still have the face to say it?" The emperor said in a disappointed voice, "General Lin's young master is seriously ill and has a death wish, do you know that?!"

The prince sighed slightly, held back the desire to cough in his mouth, and lowered his head.

The emperor no longer suppressed his anger, swept away the pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the case, and cursed angrily: "General Lin only has such a son, but he was ruined by you beast...You are really good, prince!"

There was thunder outside the window, and heavy rain poured down without warning.

The prince knelt on the cold ground, listening to the emperor's final judgment.

The emperor turned his back and stopped looking at the prince, "The prince has lost his virtue, and it is difficult for him to bear the responsibility of the crown prince..."

Chu Yunchen was stunned for a moment, seeing the scene of dethroning happen—this was completely inconsistent with the original development. Now that Lin Yu has just returned to Beijing, the prince should not be deposed at this time!

Yet the emperor's cold and decisive action was so swift.After being admonished by the imperial study, the prince was deposed and sent to Guoshan Temple to meditate.

The emperor's move shocked the government and the public, except for Lin Yu, no one really knew where the prince's "morality" came from.

Lin Yu has made outstanding military achievements outside the customs in recent years. In order to reward this heroic soldier, his official position has been promoted repeatedly in these years, and he is now a second-rank general.

It's just that I haven't returned for five years, but this time I feel that there have been thousands of changes in the capital, and my memory has become lagged behind.

The wife gave birth to her eldest daughter safely, and she looks much better now.Daughter Lin Xi is well-behaved and cute, but she is a little unfamiliar with his serious and strange father.

What surprised him the most was his adopted son.At that time, he left this energetic young man to his wife to take care of him with peace of mind. He originally wanted to cultivate and inherit his mantle, but unexpectedly such a horrific accident happened.

He had been away for five years, and the child had been imprisoned for four years, even though he was outside the pass and had little contacts in Beijing.But knowing the ins and outs of the prince's imprisonment of his adopted son, Lin Yu felt guilty for the child.

Having been away from the palace for dozens of days, Lu Zhaohan is still in the house and has not gone out.

Only Lin Yu knew about this matter in the Lin family, and he didn't even tell Mrs. Lin.Although he was very angry in his heart, but for the sake of hiding the face of the royal family and the reputation of his adopted son, he had to keep this matter in his heart and dare not publicize it to the outside world.

Fortunately, he seems to have a close friend.

A court painter named Tang Ningjie often came to visit Lu Zhaohan after he learned that he had returned to his residence. The relationship between the two seemed to be good, and the company of a good friend would probably help the adopted son come out of the shadows as soon as possible.

There is another person who often comes to visit, that person is Fu Yongcheng, the young master of the Fu family.But thinking of the close relationship between the crown prince and the Fu family, General Lin felt disgusted and made people stop him from the door.

Now Dongmei is too early, just when a hundred flowers are blooming.

The sun was warm and soft, and Tang Ningjie visited Lin's residence again.The weather was clear, but there was a cloud in his heart.

Lu Zhaohan's 'condition' has just recovered, but he still has knots in his heart, and his temper has become much withdrawn.According to what Mrs. Lin said, Lu Zhaohan seemed to have experienced some bad accidents in the past few years. I hope Tang Ningjie can walk around with him more to help him untie his knot.

The scent of white apricot dispelled Tang Ningjie's doubts. As he approached the small courtyard, he heard the sound of a piano inside.The sound of the piano is quiet, like the ding-dong of the mountain stream beating on the bluestone, making people feel as if they are in a deep valley, forgetting the chaos of the world.

Walking into the courtyard, I saw a young man in white playing the piano seriously.He looked neither happy nor sad, the breeze stirred the fallen flowers and entangled the young man's clothes. This scene was that the young man was about to fly away in the next moment, regardless of the changes in this world.

Sensing his approach, the young man raised his hand to press the strings, and looked up at him.Only at this moment did Lu Zhaohan have a trace of popularity on his face, and smiled at him warmly: "You are here, I have something to ask you today."

Tang Ningjie was taken aback, and asked back, "Please?"

What Lu Zhaohan requested was a bit sudden. He wanted to ask Tang Ningjie to do a secondary painting for him.

Tang Ningjie naturally agreed, and Lu Zhaohan teased with a light smile, "Zhaohan can please Mr. Tang."

Over the years, Tang Ningjie has become sophisticated and tactful.But the young man in front of him is still the same as when the two met five years ago. Although his appearance has changed, his straightforward way of speaking has not changed.

It was the first time for Tang Ningjie to paint for Lu Zhaohan. He carefully looked at the young man who was sitting upright in front of him, and his hands were soft and soft.

Lu Zhaohan seemed to be sitting bored, making small movements from time to time, and looked straight at Tang Ningjie after being stopped.

Tang Ningjie felt uncomfortable, "Look elsewhere."

"We haven't seen each other for several years, and this is the first time we've seen your current appearance carefully."

After hearing this, Tang Ningjie raised his eyebrows to look at him, and then heard him continue, "Xi'er has grown up too, and you have changed a lot. Why are you still growing a beard?"

Tang Ningjie smiled mischievously, and stroked his little beard, "Many colleagues think I'm too young, cough... so they grow a little beard like others."

Lu Zhaohan grinned, "It suits you very well, it looks a lot more dignified this way."

Tang Ningjie smiled and bowed his head. Just as he was about to write, he heard Lu Zhaohan sigh in his ear, "You are almost [-] years old, why are you still not married?"

Tang Ningjie's face was a little stiff, he laughed dryly, and planned to deal with it, "I'm obsessed with this, why should I be thinking about men and women?"

"I heard from the servant girl in the mansion that you are quite popular with the girls in the capital." Lu Zhaohan said with a smile, "If you like it, you should make a decision earlier. Mrs. Tang will definitely help you Marriage is very worrying, and you have to prepare for it."

Tang Ningjie sighed, "If there is a destiny, what should come will always come."

"You just believe in fate too much." Lu Zhaohan teased: "Marriage is a trifling matter. If this fate continues, I don't know how long it will take. You haven't liked anyone for so many years?"

"When I was young, I liked someone...Unfortunately, he was already married." Tang Ningjie smiled wryly, "I also liked someone after that, but it's a pity that I seemed to be self-indulgent."

Lu Zhaohan frowned and looked at him, "Which lady is it, you already said kiss?"

Tang Ningjie shook his head, but he still didn't tell him what was on his mind.

After the painting was finished, Lu Zhaohan said something that shocked Tang Ningjie, "I don't want to stay in the capital anymore. With my father's permission, I will clean up in a few days and go to the border gate."

Tang Ningjie's head was hit hard by the hammer, and it fell heavily and shook violently, "This is absolutely impossible! Although the border has won a big victory, the enemy country has not yet surrendered, so there is no guarantee that there will be no accidents. And your body is just right, why is this so? Hastily made such a decision?!"

"I'm fine now, but I'm unavoidably uncomfortable in Beijing." Lu Zhaohan patted Tang Ningjie's shoulder lightly, his eyes shining brightly, "Besides, I've been looking forward to becoming a general like my father since I was a child. My father also took good care of me."

Tang Ningjie had words of objection choked in his throat, but he couldn't react to how to persuade him.

Lu Zhaohan looked down at his painting and praised it.He smiled a lot today, and he reached out to take the painting, "I'm leaving, this painting is for my mother."

As soon as he stretched his hand halfway, he was stopped.Without further ado, Tang Ningjie rolled up the dried painting, rolled it into a tube shape familiarly, and quickly hid it behind him, "I'll keep this painting for myself. If you want to go to the border, you can Find someone to draw by yourself."

He hastily collected his things and left in a hurry without looking back.His sulky appearance was like him five years ago when he still had the edges and corners. Lu Zhaohan watched his footsteps from behind him as if he was stepping on the wind, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

The apricot blossoms were falling, and Lu Zhaohan raised his eyes to look at the slender branches that slightly covered the sunlight. When he turned his head, there was a figure behind him.

The person behind him was a man of great stature, and the first time he saw this person, he thought of a hard boulder, not only dull but also very cold.

Lu Zhaohan's expression returned to gloomy and cold, his eyes were cold, as if he could see something that displeased him through him, "Shi Yu, is there any movement from the prince?"

His eyeballs were scarlet, as if he had returned to the time when he was possessed by a demon, and he seemed to be performing a trick to deceive his mind, "Why are you here now?"

Regarding his question, Shi Yu replied sternly: "The prince has not made any big moves. Now the emperor has sent someone to monitor the prince, and the prince is meditating in the temple. However, there is news that the prince began to feel unwell last night, which may be a relapse of an old disease .”

"The old disease relapsed..." Lu Zhaohan read these few words in a low voice, and said with a sneer, "It's still insisting on the original development at this time, is it because of no choice but to be stubborn..."

He finally gave Shi Yu an order: "When I leave the capital in a few days, keep a close eye on the prince, and tell me immediately if there is anything wrong with him."