At that time, Duan Jinrui was still very young, but he was already able to remember, a dark and terrifying court, capable of devouring a person's dignity, life, conscience, and even soul.

His mother went, a child without the protection of his mother, even if he was a concubine born to the empress, even if he was a prince left by the emperor's beloved woman, he was just a young eagle who had not yet learned to fly.

Duan Muheng took pity on the child for not having a mother at a young age, plus Nalan Mingxiu was indeed a gentle and obedient character, and he had followed the emperor for many years, and he was also the child's biological aunt, His Royal Highness the Prince, so he handed over to the imperial concubine to raise him.

Duan Jinrui still remembers very clearly, under Nalan Mingxiu's kind and kind face smiling at him, the pair of cold eyes that made him tremble, there's no trace of emotion in it, if you insist on saying that there is, it is still complicated that he couldn't distinguish when he was a child, he only knew that it was a kind of malice that entwined him all over his body and made his whole person suffocate.

Duan Jinrui is not a fool, but he is just a child in the end, he intuitively began to dislike the woman who took good care of his food, clothing, housing and transportation, and he began to dislike Duan Jinrong, who was somewhat similar to Nalan Mingxiu's smile, and was very cute like a snow doll that he liked.

Before......

In the past, there were only the three of them, the father, the mother, and the three of themselves, joining those two people, they robbed him of the warm memories that belonged to him, and belonged to his mother's family, Duan Muheng saw Duan Jinrui a few times to his adoptive mother and brother coldly, from the beginning of the inquiry and care, to the later a little disliked, people's feelings are so wonderful, just like the world of the four seasons, there is no eternal spring, and there is no eternal winter.

Duan Jinrui hated Nalan Mingxiu, hated Duan Jinrong, and stubbornly hated it, even if he was reprimanded and coldly spoken by his father, he let the people around him steal the gratitude of His Royal Highness the Prince, and he was unwilling to bow his head.

Nalan Mingxiu indulged him and responded to his requests, if there was someone who did not serve His Royal Highness the Crown Prince well, he would be severely punished, at least dozens of boards, and at worst he would be sent to the Huanyi Bureau, and His Royal Highness the Prince's treatment specifications would be compared with the emperor's handling.

As for her biological child, Duan Jinrong has always been simple and polite, gentle to others, like a spring breeze, respects his brother, always helps him speak, and even sometimes takes the mistake on himself.

Only Duan Jinrui himself knows that such a 'good' can kill people.

The crown prince is mean, stern and ruthless, not like the emperor, such rumors are becoming more and more popular, Duan Jinrui is not unaware of his disadvantage, he just has no choice, he is still too young, he can't expose these shady methods or even kill them, he can only hope for his father.

Duan Jinrui's expectations are always so stupid.

One day, the eyes of his father began to be wrong, and he began to have suspicion and exploration, Duan Muheng looked at Duan Jinrui, and gradually became strict and even severe.

At that time, I didn't know what was going on, but I thought that even the only relative I was going to lose, so I lost all my square inches, and made more ridiculous efforts now, until the woman broke all the filth in his ear, and she said: "Rui'er, you and the emperor don't look like ...... at all"

The child born in the palace is never a blank piece of paper, Duan Jinrui knows that he is a premature baby, and even, he also knows that there is a 'he' between his father and the mother concubine.

It turned out that the father didn't believe that he was his son, and it turned out that the father suspected that his mother was unchaste, and it turned out that he was the one who knew.

How is such a thing possible?

Looking back, his father, looking at him, there was no trace of warmth, and even, a little disgust existed, there was no mother, no strong mother's family, and no blood relatives for him to inhabit, everything, he could only rely on himself, Duan Jin Rui was clear.

How could the favor of the imperial concubine not attract the jealousy of the other concubines in the palace?

Especially Nalan Mingxiu was pregnant for six months, the emperor was extremely looking forward to that child, and it was even more of a fire, Duan Jinrui was the crown prince, he always had some manpower, and those people couldn't do big things, so they could help him collect some evidence, and they could help him take advantage of the trend.

That child, he didn't do it himself, he didn't have such a ruthless heart, and he wasn't so stupid, he just watched coldly as the abortion medicine provided by the palace concubine was sent to Nalan Mingxiu, and watched Nalan Mingxiu pretend to drink the abortion medicine without knowing after the person he secretly ordered to warn.

The child really flowed away, it was a small baby girl, and she could vaguely see the small, long-open eyebrows and eyes, which were very similar to Nalan Mingxiu, and also somewhat similar to the dead queen mother, but unfortunately, the blue and purple skin and the cold body without breathing broke all hopes.

That was the first time in Duan Jinrui's life that he had seen an abnormal death, and the child who was connected by blood should be called his sister, not died at his hands, nor did he die from the jealousy of the palace concubines, but was destroyed by her biological mother's calculations.

The emperor was furious, and the palace thoroughly investigated, and as expected, found him.

didn't beg for mercy, didn't cry, Duan Jinrui just wanted to know that in Duan Muheng's heart, he was still not his child.

That day, it was snowing heavily, and my father ordered a foot of ice and snow under his knees to be kneeled until it melted.

On that day, the feelings in my heart were completely frozen.

Duan Jinrui is not dead or disabled, but he has been sick for a long time, and the back hand and evidence he left behind were sent to the emperor's bookcase, Nalan Mingxiu is still the imperial concubine, but he is no longer so trusted by the emperor, his situation is also a lot better, the emperor still doubts the blood relationship between father and son between them, but because of this time, he has converged a lot, he is still the prince, at least he will not be brought down for a while.

After he recovered from his illness, it was already March when Fangfei began to bloom, and he went to the Peach Blossom Valley of Fuyun Mountain, which is said to be the place where the emperor first met the empress, and there was the place where they began to aiqing, and he wanted to see that place.

The self that has been blackened by the filth of the court, the self that has nothing left, perhaps, is like this, will be attracted by the child who met for the first time, the vivid and proud figure is blinded, and from then on, it will never be forgotten.

The corners of Duan Jinrui's lips slowly rippled into a smile, a little cool, looking at the sky from afar, the clouds were pure and beautiful, stretching a free and casual posture, Liu Moyan was in front of him, whether it was the first time he saw or met again, he had always been so free, which made him yearn for all kinds of things in his heart.

Yearning can only be yearning, waking up from a dream, Duan Jinrui is still the one who is just alone, and he can protect himself Haode Duan Jinrui.

He is not a good person, never, but he is willing to do something to make that person's life bright all the way.

- Zhao Suo looked at the lonely figure standing in the snow worriedly, and was very worried, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is different in the emperor's heart, if he really freezes something wrong, it is estimated that the emperor will be angry again, and he, the person who serves him closely, will not be pleased.

Duan Muheng was dressed neatly, and when he finished washing, a lot of time had passed, and Zhao Suo's deliberately exposed sigh and sigh of melancholy were naturally in full view.

"You old minion, don't speculate on my intentions!"

said that it was an angry warning, but in fact, his face was calm and indifferent, or even with a slight smile, compared to the anger he had just gotten up, it could really be said that he was in a good mood.

"Long live, where does the old slave dare to speculate about your intentions, it's just that I have been watching His Royal Highness the Crown Prince there for a long time, and I think I have calmed down a lot."

Zhao Suo smiled flatteringly, Duan Muheng glared at him, held his hand behind him, and slowly walked to the eaves in front of the palace gate, the wind and snow fell in front of him, the person who was covered with a layer of white and cold color by the wind and snow stood straight and straight, saying that he was lonely and lonely, but he was tough and did not have any intention of bowing his head at all.

With a sigh, Duan Muheng asked Zhao Suo, who walked behind him with low eyebrows: "You say, am I a good father?" ”

With such a sudden sigh, Zhao Suo picked up without thinking: "Long live is the most haode father in the world!" Your treatment of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is really enviable! ”

This kind of words, firstly, can only be so flattering, and the second reason is that Duan Muheng is indeed very attentive to Duan Jinrui, and he is more responsible than any courtier he knows who is a father.

"If you have such a mouth, you will say something good and obedient to coax me ......"

Duan Muheng shook his head, gossip was commonplace, but Zhao Suo didn't feel close, the cold sweat on his forehead broke out, and he knelt on the ground with a bang: "Long live the lord, the slave is waiting for you, it has been nearly forty years since you have been submerged, you don't know the old slave, you never dare to lie and bully the king, every word is from the bottom of your heart......"

Zhao Suo's old face was wrinkled and lifted, full of excitement.

Duan Muheng waved his hand, stopping Zhao Suo from continuing to express his loyalty, and let him get up, his eyes still looked at the black and white figure outside the hall gate, and under the steps: "If Rui'er understands my mind as well as you, I won't be worried......"

"Your Highness will understand the emperor's mind......"

"I'm afraid that Rui'er not only doesn't understand my hard work now, but hates me!"

Duan Muheng smiled, his face was no longer young, with exhaustion and a trace of remorse that should not have appeared in the emperor: "At that time, I was really wrong......

In that moment, his thoughts also returned to the past, to when he was still young and vigorous, impulsive and irritable.

At that time, he listened to the provocation of others, and also followed the darkness that has always existed in his heart, and no longer has a trace of soft-hearted love for the only son left by the woman he loves the most, like an enemy, and he can't wait to get rid of it quickly.

"He hates me, and he deserves it!"

Duan Muheng's mouth was a little bitter, and he no longer wanted to beat Duan Jinrui: "Let the prince come in!" ”