Chapter 279: Your Heart, Give It Back to You.

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Today, he was in a very bad mood, or very bad.

Yesterday, he was full of joy when he mentioned his marriage to his father, and he didn't see the relieved expression on his father's face, but his face was full of sorrow, just like the helpless expression he had every time he mentioned his queen.

Feng Jiutian was puzzled. Didn't my father always hope that he could get married as soon as possible, so that he could embrace the emperor and grandson as soon as possible?

The emperor looked at Feng Jiutian and said helplessly: "Could it be that our father and son can't escape this helpless fate?" ā€

Feng Jiutian was even more puzzled.

The emperor sighed and said, "Actually, my father was not as good as you at the beginning. Because on the day I was crowned crown prince, someone told me that my crown princess's surname was Gu. ā€

Feng Jiutian was surprised and blurted out: "Why? ā€

In his mind, his father has always been a wise and wise monarch, how can he be controlled by others?

"Because this is your imperial grandfather's promise......"

The emperor spoke very slowly, but Feng Jiutian was shocked when he heard it. It turned out that there was such a thing, no wonder my father liked my mother so much, and he had to be patient with the Gu family.

A promise made with the happiness of two generations of monarchs was heavy, so heavy that Feng Jiutian was overwhelmed.

What to do? Give up Mo Yan?

No, never.

She can even give up her life for me. How can I be negative for her?

Moreover, without her, what is the meaning of life in the future?

Feng Jiutian was lying on the soft couch, feeling the pain of his forehead jumping and jumping, and his shoulders were even stiffer and uncomfortable.

……

"Child, you can also marry that Gu Lingshan back like me and put it in the harem. As for the person you like, you can't help but like it casually? ā€

"No, I can't. That wouldn't be fair to her. ā€

Isn't it fair? It's really unfair, that's why his Concubine Lian did everything possible to escape from the palace and follow that Mu Yi.

He remembered that he had asked her, "I am the king of a country, where can I compare to that Mu Yi?" ā€

She said indifferently: "Of course you are not as good as him, because all his love has been given to me." And you? How much can you give me? ā€

"I can too, all my love can be given to you."

She shook her head and said, "No, you can't. In Kunning Palace, there is another one. ā€

He knew that she also felt unfair at that time, but it was he who felt the most unfair. The promise of the previous generation is borne by his generation, and the kind of bitterness and helplessness is only known to the person concerned.

So in dealing with the marriage of several of his princes, he completely adopted a laissez-faire attitude. Since he has those responsibilities to bear, let his sons live happily for the rest of their lives!

It's just that I didn't expect that the wheel of history would turn back. His youngest son, who is about to live a happy life, is about to face the same fate as him.

It's not fair, it's not fair to the woman who is looking at her son affectionately, and it's even more unfair to her son.

But what can be done? There is no joke, and there is also the edict of the emperor as evidence.

"Father, is there no other way? For example, instead of a reward? ā€

The emperor sighed and asked helplessly: "What kind of reward do you think can replace the honor and power of the mother in the world?" ā€

"Son, I don't want you to bear this. Just like when you were a child, no matter how much your father doted on you, he never thought of making you a prince. Because the throne, although honorable, is also heavy. If you want to be a qualified monarch, you can't have people's seven emotions and six desires, let alone be merciful and weak, all of which are born with imperial power. ā€

"I know that you have been kind since you were a child, just like your mother. So I can't bear to let you become hard-hearted. But going around and around, fate still pushes you into this position. It's hard to do that, but now, you can't hide and retreat. ā€

Feng Jiutian sat paralyzed on the ground, listening to his father's words calmly, and only after a while did he say quietly: "Father, I don't believe it." There must be another way, there must be! ā€

He got up with difficulty, said goodbye to the emperor, stumbled out of the Heart Cultivation Palace, and returned to his bedroom.

Throughout the night, he thought of all kinds of methods, even kidnapping and assassination. But it didn't work. The holy decree refers to the Gu family's daughter, not to anyone alone. If you kill this, there will be the next one, you can't kill all the daughters of the Gu family!

In the early dynasty, when he saw Fengguo Gong coming to the temple with the holy decree of the first emperor, he couldn't wait to tear the holy decree to pieces on the spot, and then beat this Fengguo Gong who sold his daughter for glory.

But he couldn't.

The feeling of resentment was so depressed in his heart that he almost broke out of his body.

Fortunately, the father saw his son's murderous gaze, and did not agree or object to the edict of the former emperor handed over by Fengguo Gong, which was temporarily suppressed.

Feng Jiutian rubbed his somewhat sore forehead and closed his eyes. He wanted to sleep, but he couldn't.

In the haze, he saw someone open the curtain, and a graceful figure walked in, approached him, and looked at him with a smile.

"Mo Yan? What are you doing here? ā€

Feng Jiutian was pleasantly surprised, but he was ashamed.

Yesterday, I swore to her that I would never fail her. But now, he has allowed the situation to develop to such an unbearable point.

He wanted to explain a few words, but those pale explanations were more like insults to Jiang Moyan. Therefore, his mouth was open, and he could not say anything.

"I'm here to see you. I heard that you have chosen the crown princess, why don't I come to give you a gift? ā€

Jiang Moyan smiled, reached out and took out a dagger, and stabbed it into his chest.

"Ahh

Jiang Moyan's originally fair face was already flushed, and large drops of sweat oozed from his forehead.

Feng Jiutian lowered his head, and saw that her hand had reached into the flesh of the knife at some point, and took out a bloody heart and held it in front of Feng Jiutian.

"Your heart, give it back to you!"

As soon as she finished speaking, her whole body was relieved of her strength, as if she had been instantly drained of her spirit, and she completely withered.

"Mo Yan, Mo Yan, don't leave me, don't leave me......"

Feng Jiutian screamed, and his body suddenly flipped up from his step.

Father-in-law Liu at the door heard the movement in the house, hurriedly opened the curtain and came in, and saw Feng Jiutian sitting sweating profusely, and hurriedly asked, "Your Highness, but you have a nightmare?" ā€

Seeing Gonggong Liu in front of him, Feng Jiu only reacted, the terrible scene just now turned out to be a dream.

Fortunately, it is a dream, fortunately it is a dream!

The fear in my heart is still frightened, the pain is still painful, but as long as it is a dream.

"What about Mu Qing? Let him go to Jiang's Mansion and see ......"

What to see? See if Jiang Moyan is sad and sad? See if Jiang Moyan complained that he was cowardly and incompetent? Or do you want to see if Jiang Moyan is disheartened?

Feng Jiutian closed his eyes in pain, and the half-ordered order hung there, unable to continue.

But Father-in-law Liu understood and understood.

He quietly went out of the room, asked someone to find Mu Qing, and said, "Your Highness asked you to go to Jiang Mansion to have a look." ā€

As for what to see, Gonggong Liu didn't say, and Mu Qing didn't ask.