Baishou loses Shaohua

The gauze lamp made by the palace was extraordinarily bright, Yu Chenglie knelt on the ground with one knee, his shadow was reflected on the cold marble floor, he lowered his head, and he could even see his frown clearly like looking in a mirror.

The bright yellow gauze curtains were lifted layer by layer, and the maid Chao Yu, who was waiting on him, stepped back from him with a blessing.Emperor Chongde stood up from the bed, and Yang Rui put on a bright yellow robe for him at the right time. He walked a few steps forward, walked up to Yu Chenglie, and said to him: "Get up, What's the point of always kneeling back and forth between father and son."

"Thank you, father." Yu Chenglie got up and stood up.

"What's the matter with you coming so late?" Emperor Chongde sat on a chair beside him.

"Half an hour ago, everyone who brought shadows searched the city for the disciples of the Weimen sect. Did the emperor know about this?" Yu Chenglie stood in front of Emperor Chongde with a very serious expression.

Emperor Chongde frowned and asked, "What do you want to say?"

"My son wants to know whether this matter is an order from my father." Yu Chenglie frowned slightly. Although he knew that it was impossible to act without the order of Emperor Chongde, he still had to ask this question.

The gauze lamp on the table made Emperor Chongde's expression even deeper, and his eyes were not angry and pretentious: "What? What do you think is wrong?"

"I dare not." Yu Chenglie lowered his head, and Emperor Chongde's gaze made him a little uneasy.

There was a long silence between the father and son, Yu Chenglie felt that his neck was very stiff, but it seemed that there was a knife hanging above him and he couldn't lift it up.

"This flute...you still have it with you." Emperor Chongde's eyes touched the bamboo flute tied around Yu Chenglie's waist, and he couldn't help but soften a little.

"Yes." Yu Chenglie replied.

"Bring it to me to have a look." Emperor Chongde said.

"Yes." Yu Chenglie untied the bamboo flute from his waist and handed it to Yang Rui, and the jade necklace lightly swept over the palm of his hand.

Emperor Chongde took the bamboo flute presented by Yang Rui and looked at it carefully, caressing it lovingly with his fingers, and there was a bit of sad love in his eyes. "Back then, Ling'er cherished this bamboo flute very much. You should rest assured that you cherish him so much now."

Big brother, big brother, when will daddy come back?

Lie'er is good, the nanny said that Daddy will be back soon.

Will daddy accompany us to play mahjong in the snow?

For sure, Lie'er waits for Daddy to come back obediently, and we will go play mahjong together.Lie'er is obedient, big brother will play the flute for you.

it is good……

Yu Chengling was a little sad. Seventeen years later, Yu Chengling in his memory was still a seven-year-old child.

"This is the only thing that elder brother left to my son, how can I not cherish it." Yu Chenglie replied.Over the years, Yu Chengling's posthumous title has been added three times, but he still only calls him "Big Brother". He thinks that the word "Emperor Brother" is not what Yu Chengling wants.

Emperor Chongde could hear the resentment in Yu Chenglie's words, he did not refute, but frowned slightly.

"Damn my son." Yu Chenglie knelt down, apologizing for the too obvious resentment in his tone just now, "Father thinks of the common people in the world, but my son only cares about the brother's personal relationship. My son is ashamed of my father, please forgive me!" punishment."

"The common people in the world." Emperor Chongde read these four words slowly, with complicated eyes.It took him a long time to come back to his senses, and he looked again at the jade pendant tied at the end of the bamboo flute in his hand, "This jade pendant is very unique, high-quality suet white jade, plum blossoms are quite strong, but I don't know where you got it from?"

Yu Chenglie was stunned, and couldn't help thinking of Ji Yinghan holding the jade pendant in Liubifang, and the smile he showed when he tied the jade pendant on his flute that morning, feeling sore in his heart, he raised his head hastily, The confusion and sorrow in his eyes could not be completely covered up for a moment, and he was caught by Emperor Chongde's questioning gaze.He lowered his head again, but he was already flustered.

The room was so quiet that a needle could be heard falling.

"You are my son, do you really think that I don't know anything?" Emperor Chongde put the bamboo flute aside, and the majesty between his brows continued unabated. "You have been back for three months, how many times a day? Passing by Tosho Palace, don’t you think that everyone in this palace has become blind?”

"Father Emperor..." It was the hottest weather in August, but Yu Chenglie felt chills all over his body. He moved carefully in front of Emperor Chongde, but forgot how secrets could be hidden in the palace.Although the location of Dongzhao Palace is relatively remote, it is still eye-catching. He couldn't help himself again and again, and had long ago exposed all his feelings for Ji Yinghan to Emperor Chongde.

"You have to remember that you are the prince of Beining. You not only bear my expectations on your shoulders, but also the future of Beining. You should know what you should do and what you should not do." Chongde Didun He paused and lowered his voice, "You should also be clear about what thoughts you should keep and what you shouldn't."

Prince?

God knows, the moment he learned of Ji Yinghan's identity, what he hated the most was his identity as the crown prince.This identity is like a chain, binding him and restraining him, reminding him all the time that he and him are sworn enemies.But this identity should not have belonged to him in the first place. He repeatedly felt that it was Bei Ning who took over Huaizhou's world, and he also took away Ji Yinghan's crown prince status.If not, how could Ji Yinghan suffer so much, and how could he be as lonely as a puff of smoke when he first saw him.

Yu Chenglie suppressed the sadness in his heart. He understood that the most urgent task now was to save Ji Yinghan from the fire and water. He didn't know how much Ming knew about Ji Yinghan and Weimen.Ji Yinghan told him not to embarrass him anymore, but how could he do it?

Yu Chenglie made his voice sound as calm as possible: "But Father Huang said that Erchen and Ming are jointly responsible for this matter."

Emperor Chongde looked at Yu Chenglie for a long time. After all, he was still young. Although he was already pretending to be calm, the trace of resistance hidden between his brows was still more or less revealed.

"Yang Rui."

"The minister is here."

"To draw up an imperial decree, it is said that I have been ill for a long time, and the imperial doctor said that I need to rest and recuperate. From tomorrow onwards, the crown prince will supervise the country on my behalf."

"The minister obeys the order."

"Father!" Yu Chenglie raised his head in shock, he never thought that Emperor Chongde would make such a decision.

"It's been three months since you came back, and it's time to learn how to govern the country and the world. If you supervise the country on my behalf, you can also practice well." Emperor Chongde said slowly.

"But father..." Before Yu Chenglie could say anything, he was interrupted by Emperor Chongde's eyes.Emperor Chongde sat there looking down at him, not just a father looking at a son, but a king looking at a minister.Yu Chenglie's heart was startled, and then he woke up. The relationship between the two of them was no longer a simple father and son.

"My son complies with the decree." Yu Chenglie bowed and kowtowed respectfully, he had to accept it.

Emperor Chongde nodded in satisfaction, he got up, took the bamboo flute at the side and handed it to Yu Chenglie himself: "Get up, I won't force you on the matter of the crown princess, but don't let me down on other things."

"Yes, Erchen will leave." Yu Chenglie propped up his numb legs and retreated.

After leaving Emperor Chongde's bedroom, the heat of the midsummer night was overwhelming, and Yu Chenglie looked up at the moon above his head that was occasionally covered by floating clouds, feeling really tormented.Shadow's actions have always been directly under the orders of Emperor Chongde, so at this moment, he can do nothing but worry about Ji Yinghan's safety here.He clenched the bamboo flute in his hand, and the white jade pendant fell on the tail of the flute, reflecting Ji Yinghan's appearance in a trance.He hated himself for being so incompetent.

In Chaohua Palace, Yang Rui served Emperor Chongde to lie down again, blew out the lamp beside the bed, and took another lamp in his hand to leave.

"Yang Rui." Emperor Chongde's voice suddenly came from the bright yellow bed curtain.

"Your Majesty is here." Yang Rui stopped, turned around and asked, "What orders does Your Majesty have?"

"Lie'er said, I think about the common people in the world, I... feel ashamed to accept it..." Emperor Chongde sighed deeply, as if to evoke some years that have long been in the past.

"Your Majesty is not ashamed to be with the people of the world." Yang Rui said, "Your Majesty is a wise king. Even though it was not fair and upright when he seized the throne, His Majesty's diligence in these years is obvious to all. All the ministers in the court and the people of the Li people say that your majesty is a wise king. .”

Emperor Chongde's seizure of the throne has always been criticized by others, and Yang Rui was the only one who dared to mention this matter in front of him.

Yang Rui looked at the bright yellow bed curtain and waited for Emperor Chongde's next words. After a long time, Emperor Chongde sighed heavily again: "Go down."

"Your Majesty, leave." Yang Rui bowed and retreated slowly, and the layers of bright yellow gauze curtains closed silently behind him.

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