Lunar Years of the Gorgeous Family

Chapter 45 Pressed into the prison

Anyone can make mistakes, anyone can be willful, but at this moment, Li Jianrong looked at the restless Leng Yuefeng in a coma, and for the first time, he reflected on whether he was qualified as an emperor.

He felt that he had been willful all the time, and he had always been so confident in himself, but it turned out that he was wrong.The death of Prince Qin dealt him a great blow, and also made him face himself for the first time.

In fact, he originally had two half-brothers, but their relationship has never been good.The two elder brothers were born to him by his concubine when his father was still the prince.The two elder brothers were born cowardly and incompetent, but tried to harm him in vain. When the matter was revealed, they were demoted to a remote place by the emperor, but both died of illness on the way, and he didn't feel anything about it.

His grandfather was a general, one person under one man and above ten thousand people in the court.His mother is a queen, and his husband and wife have a deep relationship with his father.He has always been highly regarded by his father, and after his father passed away, he became the heir to the throne as a matter of course.

Facts have proved that he is indeed a wise monarch. Within five years, the court will be up and down, and the relationship between the court and other countries will be handled very well.His uncle also kept praising him. In the first two years, Prince Qin would mention him, but later he let him make up his own mind.Perhaps because of this, he became proud and became a domineering, willful and selfish king.

Stretching out his hand, he slowly smoothed the man's frowning brows, and helped him wipe off the cold sweat on his forehead, but he frowned again, and the cold sweat continued to break out.

Is the emperor's last words true?With his hand on his belt, he trembled a little, hesitating repeatedly, not knowing whether to verify it.If he really had that birthmark and was really a spy sent by the Northern Territory, what would he do?He is the only one I have ever loved, who is willing to be my lover for the rest of my life.

His abdomen was constantly rising and falling due to shortness of breath, and he could clearly feel his uneasiness.What does this explain, why was he uneasy, why did he faint after knowing that the emperor's uncle had passed away.

Still made a choice, he opened his skirt and looked at his chest on the right.When he first saw it, he couldn't believe it. He wiped his eyes and looked again carefully, looking at the other side.

He was sure that Leng Yuefeng's chest was fair and smooth, and there was indeed no birthmark. While he felt a lot more relaxed, serious questions also passed by.How could the uncle be so sure.

He didn't think for long when he heard someone knocking on the door hurriedly.Quickly tidy up the clothes for Leng Yuefeng, and cover the quilt.Stepping out, he still has many things to do, and many people to comfort.

In the main hall of the palace, the mourning hall has been set up quickly, because of the sudden incident, only two senior officials and their subordinates came here, less than 20 people.In addition, Li Jianrong didn't want the matter to be publicized.After all, Prince Qin was assassinated in his own palace, which alarmed the court and the common people, which was of no benefit to anyone.

But even so, Li Jianrong didn't feel a little relieved, because at this moment, not only a minister sternly demanded that the murderer be detained in prison, but even the little prince Li Jianhui, who usually likes Leng Yuefeng very much, also cried out in tears and demanded that the murderer be punished severely.

In the face of the minister and Li Jianhui's accusation, Li Jianrong's thoughts and reasons for wanting to preserve Leng Yuefeng became insignificant and groundless.

After listening to the cries and righteous words for a long time, Li Jianrong put his hand on his forehead, closed his eyes, waved his hand to order them to stop, and said in a difficult tone, "Prince Qin was assassinated and died. The biggest suspect is Leng Yuefeng, Put him in the dungeon and wait for interrogation. If you have nothing else to ask for instructions, go to your own business."

Hearing what he said, Li Jianhui knew that this was his limit.However, he was still not reconciled, and his father passed away suddenly.I have just restored the relationship with him as a loving father and a filial son. He still has a lot to say to his father, and there are many things to do with his father.However, he never had another chance.

He only remembered that when his father was dying, in addition to telling himself to live bravely, he also told himself not to resent his cousin and be careful of the cold moon wind.He also asked himself to pay more attention to Song Yuqing, and his father said that Song Yuqing was the elder brother Xuan who he liked very much when he was a child.

His eyes were red and swollen at the moment, but he didn't cry anymore because his father made him strong.Walking in front of Li Jianrong, he felt his voice hoarse as soon as he spoke, "Cousin, I don't blame you." After speaking, he left.

From the beginning to the end, Li Jianrong didn't look up at him. When he heard Li Jianhui's questioning, he had no face to face it again. He was in such pain.On the one hand, he doesn't want his relatives to blame him, and on the other hand, he doesn't want Leng Yuefeng to go to jail.But he couldn't save it after all.

Li Jianhui was lying on the bed. He had been crying and shouting for a whole day, and he was knocked unconscious by Mu Shan forcibly a few times in the middle.But he remained motionless.

The door opened and closed again.

Mu Shan came in carrying a tray with a bowl of porridge and a towel on it.

He picked up the porridge and walked in front of Li Jianhui, came down and said, "Little prince, sit up and eat something, since you haven't even had a sip of water since morning, you should eat more."

Li Jianhui still kept his eyes open, motionless.Mu Shan looked distressed, put down the bowl, and got up to help him up.Unexpectedly, as soon as his hand touched his shoulder, he opened it heavily.Then glared at him with his red, swollen eyes.

Mu Shan straightened up, looked at his face and said, "You can't do this, you need to cheer up, you are like this now, Lord Qin knows..."

"Father won't know, he's not here anymore." Li Jianhui's voice was a little low at the beginning, but for the last sentence, he sat up suddenly, and it can be said that he shouted with all his strength.

He stretched out his hand, clutched Mu Shan's waist tightly, threw himself on him and said in a muffled voice, "He is no longer here, so he can't control me anymore." His voice was very small with grievance and heavy sadness, "He told me yesterday that he would Eat well, learn from you, and say that when I achieve something, I will pass on the throne to me. But in a blink of an eye, he doesn't want to care about me anymore, how can he do this, let me obey his words, but he doesn't obey. "

She reached out, patted his shoulder, and stroked his long hair.Mu Shan raised his head quickly, he didn't shed any tears when his father passed away, but looking at the sad and pitiful man at this moment, he felt sad with him unconsciously, shed tears for him, and felt sorry for him.

"Little prince, you always have to grow up, and you always have to face this life on your own. When you get used to it, you won't be so sad. I was also sad because of my father's death, but it's over. , I still have to face everything alone.”

He stretched out his hand, asked the man to raise his face, gently wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, bent down, and said to him with a smile, "So, don't cry, you are a man, you can't keep crying like this, you To make yourself stronger, you know?"

This was the warmth that Li Jianhui felt from people other than his parents, no less than his parents. He opened his eyes, looking at the face that was both familiar and strange to him at the moment, and blushed a little.After a long time, he sniffed and pushed the man away in embarrassment, his voice was a little hoarse, and he said coquettishly, "I, cough, cough, I understand, you, give me the porridge."

Song Feiqing couldn't believe it. When he learned that the person who killed Prince Qin was Leng Yuefeng, and that person had been in prison for three days, he sat at the table and remained silent.Sang Yun pushed the door open and came in. At the same time, Song Weiqing stretched out his hand to support the table. It seemed that with a light touch, the teacup on the table was immediately spilled on the ground and shattered into pieces.

Sang Yun was a little scared, but she said calmly, "My little prince..."

"Don't call me that, Aunt Sang, I've always believed in you, but this time, you'd better explain clearly why Leng Yuefeng was involved." Song Yuqing quickly walked in front of Sang Yun, showing a smile that had never happened before. With a ferocious face, he asked sharply.

Sang Yun just looked at Song Yuqing like this, his eyes showed sadness, loss, and a trace of emotion that he couldn't express.

Extra Chapter Under the Pear Blossom Tree

Extra Chapter Under the Pear Blossom Tree

When Song Yiqing was ten years old, she was sent to Tidu by her father, the Xian Wangye of the Dasheng Dynasty, to learn various abilities.He was still the prince at that time, and he could proudly say that he was Li Jianxuan, the prince of the Great Sage Dynasty.

However, life in Didu was far from happy at home.Except for the weird people who come to teach him martial arts every day, there are only him and Aunt Sang here, and Song Weiqing feels very lonely and bored.He asked Aunt Sang why his father had to let him come to such a strange place. Aunt Sang said that his father hoped that he would learn skills and become a capable person in the future without being bullied.

Ten-year-old children are just in time to play.In addition to practicing martial arts, Song Feiqing would go to a forest every day. He didn't know what kind of forest it was, but he just thought that the small flowers blooming on the tree were very beautiful and fragrant. When he came to see them every day, he would temporarily forget his loneliness.

He learned new martial arts moves and came back here, and he would come here when he encountered difficulties, usually sitting alone under the tree, watching these numbers with fascination, and sometimes complaining to them foolishly.

One day, he saw a bird on a tree, pecking at the trunk with his pointed and long beak. He thought it must be a bad bird, so he wanted to climb up to drive the bad bird away. Finally, the bird was not killed. The one who drove away was scared away by the sound of himself falling from the tree. His knee was injured, and he hugged his leg in pain and didn't know what to do.

"Hey, are you injured?" Suddenly a boy who was younger than himself appeared, Song Weiqing raised his head and looked at the person coming.

"The bird you chased away is good. He is healing the tree." The boy went up to him and sat down.Also looked at his legs.

Song Yuqing was curious, "Cure? How do you know, you are younger than me."

"Well, my brother told me. I don't know. I made the same mistake as you before. The injury on your back is a scratch. It will be fine in a few days." The boy said to him with a smile.

Only then did Song Feiqing realize that he was talking to a boy. If he could see him every day in the future, he would have friends, and he would not be alone. He hurriedly asked, "Can you be my friend? Come here every day play with me?"

The boy was a little hesitant, he lowered his head and thought for a long time, "Well... my brothers don't let me run around, I came here smelling the fragrance of flowers, well, they don't like running around, but, I just want to say that someone and I Just be together."

Song Yiqing heard him muttering something in a low voice, then raised her head, smiled and nodded to herself.He was so happy, you know how happy it is to have a person who is willing to be friends with him in this deep mountain and old forest.

"Haha, that's great, then we are friends, shall we come here to play every day?" Song Yuqing smiled happily.

Seeing him so happy, the boy thought about it and agreed with a smile.

After making the first and maybe the only friend, Song Feiqing was very happy. He first volunteered to introduce himself, "My name is Li Jianxuan, and I am the little prince of the Dasheng Dynasty." After thinking about it, there are many little princes. Someone added, "Well...it's Young Prince Xian."

As soon as the boy heard him talking about Dasheng Dynasty, he became a little curious, "Ah? You are not from the Northern Territory. I always thought that only the Northern Territory knew about Tifadu. You were also sent here to learn skills, right?"

Song Yuqing thought for a while, and he said that he is not from the Northern Territory, so he is from the Northern Territory, and he is not from the same country as himself. Also, the 'Tifadu' he mentioned should be here, and his name is Tidu.

He felt that what the boy said made sense, so he nodded, "Well, you are from the Northern Territory, so what's your name?"

"My name is Ling...Leng Yuefeng, I am seven years old this year. I am from the Northern Territory." The boy smiled happily.

Song Feiqing suddenly discovered that boys like to laugh, and the smile is very happy and pure. "You are only seven years old. I am ten years old. You can call me brother from now on."

"Ah?! I want to be called brother again." Leng Yuefeng was upset, why did everyone he met call him brother, although there were two younger brothers in the family, but one was five years old and the other was three years old.Even if he couldn't come to Tidu, it seemed that he had no choice but to accept his fate.

"Do you still have a brother?" Song Feiqing didn't know what was going on, and he was a little sad when he heard this. It turned out that the other party had brothers, so why was he alone.

"Yes, I have three older brothers, but you will be my older brother in the future. If you are ten years old and my third brother is nine years old, then you will be my third brother." The boy recovered his smile.

Hearing what he said, Song Yuqing felt warm in his heart. He felt like being treated as a family member. He didn't want to disappoint the boy's smile, so he smiled and said to him, "No, you should tell me to be afraid of brother Xuan. How about calling you Moonwind?"

"Oh, that's fine, we can play here in the future, build a house here, and we will have our home here." Leng Yuefeng looked forward to it.

Looking at this sunny, cute boy, Song Feiqing felt that his future life would never be boring.

From then on, Leng Yuefeng often sneaked out and played with him in the woods.Of course, Leng Yuefeng's behavior was finally discovered by his third brother. Song Yuqing will never forget that red dress, and he showed a shrewd phoenix dress when he was still a child. It can be seen that he loves his younger brother very much.

After several contacts, it was determined that he would not hurt his brother, and he stopped coming.Since then, he and Leng Yuefeng have really become inseparable good friends.

Every time he met Leng Yuefeng, the smiling and happy Leng Yuefeng, like the sunshine in winter, melted his long-cold heart.He can be sure that this boy named Leng Yuefeng saved him, and he will never forget Leng Yuefeng.

In this way, Song Yuqing spent three happy years in Didu.

However, Song Yuqing is not a lucky child, he came to this world as if to accept punishment.At the age of 13 that year, he learned that his father was executed because of unsuccessful rebellion, and his family was also assigned.

From now on, he is no longer a little prince, the son of twenty traitors and criminals, he can only live under the name of Song Yuqing.No one can understand how deep the hatred in his heart is.

Since then, he has never been to that pear blossom forest again. When he picked the pears from the tree with Leng Yuefeng, all he felt was sweet and delicious, but now he hates why he met under the pear blossom tree.

From now on, there will be no virtuous young prince Li Jianxuan, only Song Yiqing, who only lives for revenge.

Leng Yuefeng, will I forget you...