White Moonlight's Substitute Road

An Chi fell into a drowsy sleep again.

This time, he didn't dream about that weird but kind young man, but something from the past.

That year, the former crown prince died.

He followed his father and sister to send the spirit of the former crown prince.

The old emperor was already a little old, and originally planned to abdicate in two years' time, but who would have thought that the former crown prince would be so unlucky, so he would go first.

The old emperor was heartbroken. Although he was sitting on the world, he didn't have many sons under his knees.

And the only one he likes the most is the crown prince.

"Why is he the one who died?" The old emperor cried bitterly: "Whoever dies will die, why is it him?"

When the old emperor was mourning, his youngest son was the last one to come forward to worship the deceased emperor brother in order.

That was Huai Wang Tang Ling.

On his left cheek, there was an extremely conspicuous black and blue birthmark, which looked so ugly that all civil and military officials lowered their heads and were unwilling to take a second look.

Only An Chi was the exception.

He had heard about the youngest prince a long time ago.

I heard that King Huai's biological mother was a remnant of the previous dynasty, and she sneaked into the palace under a false name to plot something wrong, but after her identity was revealed, she was executed by Ling Chi.

But the prince Tang Ling was left behind.

With his mother's identity and ugly appearance, it should not be difficult to imagine how King Huai grew up.

It is not easy to survive.

Later, when he reached a certain age, the old emperor gave him a mansion and a title casually, and hurriedly drove him out of the palace.

If it wasn't for a big event, this King Huai basically wouldn't appear in the palace, let alone in front of the emperor.

This time his elder brother, the crown prince, died, so he had to come.

The old emperor looked at the little son kneeling there, and the resentment in his eyes became more and more intense.

Suddenly, he stood up, strode up to his younger son, raised his foot and kicked him hard on the cheek.

The little prince fell to the side, blood flowed from his nose immediately, and tears flowed from his affected eyes unconsciously.

"Why didn't you die?"

The old emperor continued to accuse the sky of not following people's wishes.

"Your mother is a vicious bitch, and you cursed freak must not be a good thing."

As he said that, the old emperor turned his head and drew out the long knife of his personal guard, and was about to chop off at King Huai's neck.

An Jin was the first to rush out to stop him.

My sister has always been bold, with a straightforward and hot temper.

Even if she didn't dare to contradict the old emperor, she still said something fair: "May I ask the emperor, what is wrong with His Highness King Huai?"

The old emperor was taken aback by her question, and was about to get angry when An Jin immediately added: "His Royal Highness is benevolent, and he definitely doesn't want the emperor to do anything to his younger brother."

The old emperor was most afraid of people mentioning his beloved son.Heartbroken for a moment, he threw away the knife in his hand, turned around and caressed the crown prince's coffin, and cried bitterly again.

That incident was finally settled, and the embarrassed King Huai disappeared at some point.

That was the first time An Chi saw Tang Ling.

After that, he had someone build a tall attic in his backyard.Every day he reads in the attic and enjoys the moon, plays the piano and plays the xiao.

By the way, take a look at Prince Huai's Mansion separated by a high wall.

Yes, few people know that behind An's tall house is Prince Huai's Mansion.

A dilapidated and cold old house, hidden among the old trees, is almost invisible.

It is only separated from Anfu by a courtyard wall.

One gate faces south and one side faces north.

Different neighborhoods, different scenery.

Young Master An was curious about King Huai, and also curious about such a place that only had the name of the Prince's Mansion.

Several times, he heard the sound of the flute coming from the palace of Prince Huai.

Crisp and melodious, but full of desolation and loneliness.

That prince must be lonely!

An Chi thought about this, and decided to make more friends.

When the flute on the other side of the wall sounded again, he hung his fingers lightly on the strings, and plucked along with the melody.

"Boom~" A soft and unobtrusive piano sound passed through the misty moonlight and floated under the high wall.

The sound of the flute stopped, as if taken aback.

The corner of An Chi's mouth raised a smile, his fingers danced lightly like a butterfly, and the sound of the piano conveyed his heart.

The road is long and life is lonely.

Why hesitate too much when making friends?

Finally, with hesitation and caution, the sound of the flute over there followed up slowly, bit by bit...

The dream was sweet and sweet, Master An curled up his mouth in his sleep, his brows and eyes were full of tenderness.

"So, how did Uncle Huang fall in love with that hag of An Jin?"

Tang Qian, who originally wanted to come to watch An Chi's show, unexpectedly failed to even enter the gate of the Prince Regent's Mansion, so he was dismissed.

On the way back, the more he thought about it, the more depressed he became, so he asked the eunuch Wang Zhong next to him.

How could Wang Zhong answer this question clearly, but he still thought about it carefully, and pondered: "An Mansion is next to the dilapidated Prince Huai Mansion in the past. There must be a dog hole and secret door somewhere, so that they can come and go. Let’s talk about the former appearance of the regent! Everyone knows it is ugly. But not long after the former crown prince died, the regent’s face The birthmark disappeared, and he became handsome all of a sudden. Yes, at that time the regent was still King Huai. After King Huai became handsome, he changed his previous posture of being timid and afraid to see people, and ran to join the army without making a sound. He also passed the screening and entered the guard army as the commander-in-chief of Miss An."

When Wang Zhong said this, Tang Qian also laughed, and said mockingly: "I know this. Later, in the school competition, King Huai became a blockbuster, and everyone knew his identity. Then it was rumored that King Huai joined the army. An allusion that only smiles for Pomeranians. This is a good story at best, but it is shameless and embarrassing to the royal family at worst."

Wang Zhong nodded in agreement, and said, "Others still say that the birthmark on King Huai's face was originally a curse brought out by him from the womb. After all, his biological mother is a remnant of the previous dynasty. The previous dynasty was taken over by this dynasty." , the entire royal family was murdered in Luojian Mountain, so many years of resentment gathered to form the power of the cold demon. The birthmark is indeed unknown. But the people of Anjia have a way to restrain the power of the cold demon. Therefore, many people speculate that, The birthmark on King Huai's face was removed by Miss An. This is probably the reason why King Huai fell in love with Miss An? I don't know if it's true or not?"

Tang Qian said disdainfully: "It's not good to like anyone. I like such a woman. She has a fierce temper like a man, without the slightest gentleness of a daughter's family. The most important thing is that that woman is loyal to the prince. That prince is not a good thing, Relying on the favor of the emperor's grandfather, he was lawless. Wasn't it because Uncle Huai fell into his hands the year before last that he was driven to Xiling to guard for more than a year. Oh, by the way, Anjia was also involved in the incident at that time? What do you say? King Huai intends to become the concubine of the emperor's grandfather... Isn't this clearly a frame-up? Everyone in the capital knows that King Huai likes An Jin. Hmph! Fortunately, the feng shui has turned, and both the crown prince and that fierce woman died. King Huai has returned in glory. It's really a joy!"

This was a bit too much, and the eunuch was frightened to look around: "Master, be careful, be careful!"

However, Tang Qian was indifferent: "What are you afraid of? In this world, who can shake the emperor's uncle's position?"

The unshakable Prince Regent Tang Ling, after sending An Chi to bed in his room, stood quietly by the bed and watched for a long time before leaving without a sound.

The power of the cold demon in the body is faintly restless.

He knew that would make him irritable, even bloodthirsty, and eventually lose his consciousness and become a puppet of the devil.

But he can't help it, because he wants to live.There is a chance to live.

As for why live?

He actually didn't know.

He thought it was because of An Jin, but An Jin also died, and he couldn't tell how much pain and sadness he had.Just still want to live.

There is an empty place in my heart that needs someone or something to fill it.

Otherwise, when he descends to hell again, he will struggle to get out unwillingly.

In this life, even a little bit of being loved and cherished by others is good.

He thought that person was An Jin, but it turned out that she didn't seem to be.

Tang Ling didn't think about it anymore. He went to the palace and threw the officials who opposed him and condemned him into the dungeon in batches, waiting to be dealt with.

The prince died, and the An family collapsed.

The old emperor finally came to the end and kicked his legs to go to the underworld.

Indeed, as Tang Qian said, the whole world now belongs to his regent.

But he didn't want to be the emperor, as if he felt disgusted just looking at the dirty position.

He despises the position of the old man whom he called Father Emperor but never treated him half well.

The bustling discussions made him feel more and more irritable.

Suddenly he thought of An Chi.

The guy who speaks softly and is not in a hurry in everything.

If he was sitting here, he wouldn't need to say anything more to calm down this motley bunch of officials.

There is just that kind of temperament about him, peaceful and peaceful, which makes the people sitting next to him relax.

Suddenly, the regent thought of the somewhat frivolous kiss at noon.

Or, not really a kiss.

The chaotic picture in my mind resurfaced.

It was two naked/naked bodies intertwined in the most intimate of gestures.

The regent stood up abruptly, moving too fast and with too much force, knocking down the small desk beside it, and the teacup on it rolled to the ground, making a loud noise.

Those officials and ministers fell silent all of a sudden, and looked at the regent with a dark face in horror, doubt, or embankment—and strode away.

The regent did not return to the palace, and ran to a small hill not far from the palace by himself to blow the wind for a long time.

He kept thinking of the words he said to himself when he held An Chi in his arms.

He said, "Why don't you look at me?"

He said, "Look carefully, I'm actually not the same as An Jin at all."

Just thinking about it over and over again, like being possessed by a demon.

Although, he is really possessed.

When the moon was in the sky, the regent finally got up and walked slowly towards his palace.

When he was about to reach the gate, he stopped suddenly.

There was a gentle breeze, sending a faint sound of the piano.

As if in the past.

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Tang Zhaza: So, I fell in love with the wrong person from the beginning? ? ! !