It was a face more gorgeous than a woman, pale and bloodless, with picturesque eyebrows and eyes, and lips lightly opened. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info Yan Chuxin stared at him stunned, not because he was seduced by his beauty, but because this face was too familiar!

He stood there, looking helpless, and he muttered, his voice so low that only the first heart at his feet could be heard. Although she couldn't understand his words, she could sense the sadness in his heart.

The more the middle-aged man spoke, the more excited he became, he simply jumped up from his seat, rushed to him, raised his hand to make a gesture to fight, and he threw himself on his knees. Chu Chu saw the determination in his eyes, and couldn't help but shiver, he was too strange.

They really couldn't see her, she was like a bystander watching this bloody scene, why did she have such a dream?

Chuxin then remembered to stand up, after lying on her stomach for a long time, her legs were a little weak, and she almost fell down again, and when she struggled to get up, someone behind her helped her.

The original heart was happy and surprised, and he mustered up the courage to turn his face, it was Ai Hongshi.

"You, you...... Why are you here? She looked at Hongshi behind her, and then looked at the Qing Dynasty people who were kneeling and looked very similar to Hongshi, and she was very confused.

Which one is the real Ai Hongshi? Or are both just imaginary things to the heart of you?

"I am the one who kneels, and I am the one who stands before you."

"Don't force me, I'm going crazy, you're all fake, it's all an illusion in my heart!"

Hongshi in front of him bit his lip, his expression was painful, and he said, "Chuxin, I'm sorry, I've been hiding my identity from you. You believe me, it's a dream, but it doesn't belong to you, it's my dream. ”

"Huh?" The original intention really didn't sort out the details.

"Chuxin, you believe me, I didn't come up with your imagination, it was you who entered my dream." Hiroshi put his hands on her shoulders and told her to see herself clearly.

Chu Chu thought about it again, and seemed to understand something.

"Wait, who the hell is this kneeling one?"

Hiroshi smiled self-deprecatingly and replied, "It's me, the eldest son of the emperor who thought that Ama would pass on the throne to him, and was finally stripped of his nationality." ”

Chuxin felt that the amount of information was too much, and if all this in front of her was her imagination, her brain was really too big.

"And who is this man standing there?"

"He is my Amma."

"Okay, is it a drama of the Qing Palace fighting for the throne now?"

Hiroshi heard the mockery in Chuchu's tone, and she probably thought it was her dream, but it was okay that he could tell her the truth without reservation.

"Chuxin, are you willing to listen to me?" Chu Xin was captured by the tenderness in his eyes, and nodded involuntarily.

"But I've been running for so long, and my legs are sore, so let's go sit outside and talk."

Chuxin pulled him out of the middle of the road, looked around the hall, took a fancy to the dragon chair in the middle, and said, "Let's go, let's sit there for a while." ”

Hongshi shook off her hand violently, took a few steps back, his expression was a little frightened and repulsive, and he waved his hand hurriedly: "No! Can't sit, this is a crime of rebellion and usurpation. ”

Chu Chu was stunned by his fierce reaction, glanced at the chair a few times, and said, "It's such a big open, don't sit and waste, it's just a dream, why do you care so much?" ”

Seeing Hongshi's refusal, she could only sit on the ground against the dragon chair, patted the vacant seat next to her and motioned for him to come over.

Hiroshi sat cross-legged in her likeness, hesitated for a moment, and carefully leaned back on the eaves of the chair, with a small sense of satisfaction on his face, and slowly told his dusty past.

In the beginning, all I wanted was freedom. Everyone else thinks it's funny, as a child of the royal family, you still want to be free of this kind of thing?

I've been a troublemaker since I was a child, and when I was young, E-Niang and Ama thought I was lively and cute, and when I got older, I began to think that I wasn't doing my job.

Amma has always been strict with me, and I often wonder if it's because I'm not a sister-in-law, but the days before moving into the palace are still happy. Presumably Ama has some feelings for his mother, he gave birth to several of our brothers and sisters in a row, the eldest brother died early, the second brother died early, and the elder sister got married, and his emotions were also pinned on me, the eldest son, but he never expressed it well.

I saw the ambition in Amma's eyes, he wanted to please Marfa (grandfather), he obeyed the warlock's words, and sought out the eight characters of our brothers, and finally took a fancy to my half-brother Hongli's share. He presented the eight characters to Marfa, and also hoped that the father would help him inherit the throne by virtue of his son. At that time, Hongli was 12 years old, I was 19 years old, married and had children, and I was inevitably disappointed by the preference of Marfa and Amma for him.

This is probably the beginning of my estrangement with Amma, who felt embarrassed to be left out as the eldest son and disdainful of Amma's unscrupulous ambitions to succeed to the throne. The eighth uncle has always loved me, and the ninth and tenth uncles have been kind to me, and compared with my father's cold face, I seem to be closer to them. Of course, when everything settled, I also continued to play my role as an unruly emperor and grandson in the palace.

It happened very suddenly, Marfa died suddenly, and the open and secret struggle between the princes finally came to an end, but Amma and I had different views on the battle for the throne. Amma succeeded to the throne and moved into the Forbidden City with his family, and he let me live with me, who was already married, and spent a lot of energy choosing a teacher for me, which seemed to me to be a hint, but it turned out to be nothing more than wishful thinking.

But time and time again, Amma broke my heart without any scruples. In the autumn of that year, it was the anniversary of Marfa's death, and Ama did not go to Jingling to pay homage, but sent Hongshi to pay homage. And a year later, Marfa's "re-death anniversary" was Hongli's departure. My suspicions were fully confirmed, and Amma's ideal successor was not his eldest son, but the fourth son of the concubine.

My self-esteem was in trouble, and after my disillusionment with the throne was completely shattered, and under the dual effect of resentment and jealousy, I completely fell into the opposition of Amma, and I sympathized with what happened to Akina (uncle). Amma would not spare me, for his resentment against me was deep, and my bluntness frightened him.

E-niang is the only child left by my side, and she is afraid that the relationship between me and Amma will become more and more tense, so she has repeatedly advised me to endure and not have any thoughts of wrongdoing. She is like this, she is not angry, and allows others to take advantage of the situation to climb on our heads. But she also complained, not Amma, but because I didn't make it.

I couldn't argue with anything, all I wanted was freedom, and they wouldn't give it. When I understand that the shackles are everywhere and there are people around me who are constantly blowing the wind, I will wait to be the crown prince. Now that everything is shattered, how can I not hate? The dragon chair is not my lifelong dream, but it should be mine, why take it away? But because I told a few truths and complained a few words for Aqina, Amma regarded me as a thorn in the flesh, and got rid of it quickly.

The last time we had a deep conversation, we parted unhappily, and Amma said that I should never stay in the court any longer, and ordered me to become the son of Akina, and broke off the father-son relationship with me. I don't think I'm wrong, in Amma's eyes, I just don't come to my senses, I don't change my old suspicions, I just remove me from the jade and hand me over to the imperial uncle to restrain and discipline. (To be continued.) )