In the imperial study, it was bright.

When I entered, I saw a few people inside, but I didn't look closely. After only glancing at the man behind the desk, he immediately knelt down, raised his head and said, "Erchen greets my father." ”

The empty hall was silent, and it was just me breathing lightly or heavily. The voice echoed softly in the room, and no one responded.

The glass jade lamps above my head emitted a clear and soft light, but my heart felt like I was pressed by a heavy boulder, and my head was a little drowsy from the incense burning in the hall. The hall was inexplicably quiet, and I didn't dare to breathe at all.

Under closer inspection, on my side, there stood Xia Lingran, Mo Xiyu, and Mo Nanhuan, all of whom were there. However, there are also the old prime minister Su of the current dynasty and an unknown young man. Looking at the official uniform on that stranger's body, I knew that he was the only son of the recently famous champion Solo, the patriarch of the Suo clan of the Dashi clan. The man was handsome, with no waves on his face, looked sideways at me for a moment, and then turned his head. This man was a man of high and refined manners, and I guess the only thing he looked at me was full of contempt, and I couldn't help but sigh in my heart.

They were all standing upright, and I was the only one kneeling. When I looked at them, I had to look up slightly, and it was a weird feeling. I secretly wondered if the emperor had the intention to humiliate me. So, I looked up at the Emperor again.

I shuddered and shuddered as I shivered and dodged his gaze as sharp as an eagle's eagle's gaze. The emperor's face was as cold as ice, and his eyes seemed to be shrouded in ten thousand years of frost, without the slightest emotion. His sharp eyes will make people feel that there is nothing to hide.

I stumbled a few times to speak, but I couldn't say anything. I bowed my head in fear, and I panicked.

Avoiding that cold gaze, I let out a deep breath and stared straight at the black marble floor beneath. Under the lighting of the jade lamp, on the smooth black marble, there is like a black jade water mirror, on which you can clearly see your trembling figure.

At this time, it is already cool autumn, and the sky is dark and slightly cool. The clothes I wore were flashy and decorative, not cold. The cold on the marble reached my knees, and I couldn't stop shivering. (It seems that the prince is shivering with cold, not shivering with fear.) ）

There was still a heavy silence in the hall. From time to time, I looked up at the Emperor and a few people around me, all of them with solemn expressions.

is still in cyan clothes, the jade vitex is simple, and the face is quiet and distant, Xia Lingran seems to be contemplating at this time. He held a yellow fold in his hand, and his slender fingers were distinctly jointed.

I am very envious, dressed in green clothes, simple and elegant. No matter when, Taifu always has a dusty temperament. Even if it is not as good as the inside and the outside, it looks exceptionally pleasing to the eye. sighed in my heart, Taifu is really not an ordinary good life, if only I could be like him, I can casually wear clothes to meet me. Now that I'm kneeling on the ground, my clothes are even more impressive, and I can't even carry my atmosphere.

To his left, the third prince, Mo Xiyu, stood quietly. He's just like me, and he's dressed in fancy clothes. However, a moon-white robe with two dragons grabbing pearls made him even longer. There is a jade-inlaid purple and gold crown on his head, which adds a bit of nobility to his handsomeness. He looks the most like the emperor, especially those sharp eyes.

He is different from me, he is the one who is really qualified to be the crown prince. Even regardless of his ability and talent, just by his temperament, he will be the best choice to become the emperor in the future. In comparison, this light yellow prince's suit, worn on me, is really a tyrannical thing. I can't wear the beauty of this dress, and it doesn't show off my extraordinaryness. If it is Moxiyu, it may complement each other.

As for my titular Third Emperor Brother, if I hadn't known that he was born three months younger than me, I would definitely think that he was a few years older than me. Although he is only seventeen years old, he does not see a trace of childishness. A gentle gaze is like stopping water, looking at you, but it will make you feel unfathomable.

From a very young age, I knew he was a precocious child. When I bullied him and the little kid, I found that Moxiyu was not a simple child. At a young age, he has a different mind than his age, and he is smart, and in time, he is a big person.

He looks like an emperor, but his personality is a bit like Taifu, and even his temperament is similar. I know that Taifu is actually the Taifu of the two. Xia Lingran not only taught me a lesson, but also taught Moxi. It's a pity that after teaching for so many years, only Mo Xiyu is more and more like him. As insidious as he is, my thoughts. I'm still the same, I really can't learn that kind of elegant temperament.

Standing next to him was the fourth prince Mo Nanhuan, who was so angry that he gritted his teeth today. He was dressed in a lilac robe, and although he was three years younger than me, he was taller than me. Between the eyebrows, it can be seen that he is also somewhat similar to the emperor, but the phoenix eyes are more like his mother Concubine Yi, just as good-looking.

It was only when he was antagonistic or angry with me that I felt that he was really just a fifteen-year-old. The children of the palace are all frighteningly precocious. Fortunately, my congenital conditions are better than theirs, otherwise I would have been eaten so much that I couldn't even spit out the dregs.

Speaking of the mother of the two of them, Concubine Yi, in my impression, she is a gentle and amiable woman. When I was young, she would secretly visit me when the emperor was not looking. Every time she came, she would bring me a few snacks and knick-knacks. Even though she was already a queen at that time, she showed a gentle motherhood to me, who seemed to me to be only two or three years old. I have memories of these, and I will never forget them.

It's a pity that such a gentle and honest woman died prematurely. No one knew that when she was dying, she called me to her bedside and told me a secret. No one knew that the prince, who was not yet six years old at the time, had already told Concubine Yi about one of his decisions. No one knew that when Concubine Yi died, the prince, who usually had nothing to do with Concubine Yi, cried all night, and secretly cried under the osmanthus tree that Concubine Yi loved in her life. Perhaps no one will know about this.

It's just that where a wisp of incense soul of the past has ascended to the Three Realms, everything has passed. Concubine Yi walked away with a smile, a gentle woman who usually frowned, but at the last moment, she had a rare beautiful smile. That unforgettable and elegant smile is a relief, a relief, a relief, a joy, and an enlightenment......

In the black and white memories, there is only this elegant light color. In the merciless wind and rain, the only beauty is destroyed, and only pain and ugliness remain. In the gorgeous palace, there is only one child left, lonely and uncaring.

Now, all that's left is memories, memories forever. Through those similar eyes, try to remember.

It's just that these eyes have never had a gentle color, and some are just disgusted and angry.