Chapter 317: Why

For him, no matter how long the years go or how far the past goes, he can't erase his dislike for Mrs. Yun Zhen. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info

When he was twelve years old, he still remembers it clearly, and he can recite every word of what Mrs. Yun Zhen said.

When his biological mother Guan Guifei died, he was still young, and his father was far more than a prince under his knees, he was neither a concubine, nor a long, and after losing his mother, he was even more difficult, and he was careful everywhere in the palace, for fear that he would suffer if he accidentally hindered anyone's eyes.

At that time, the position of the crown prince was still his third brother's eldest grandson Shaozao, although he also had no mother, but his identity was different, and his situation was very different.

He felt isolated and helpless, and he wanted to be the first in everything, so that his father would look at him differently, but he didn't expect that his efforts would become a bad thing in the eyes of Mrs. Yun Zhen.

It was a cloudless day, the sky was clear, and it was a rare good weather in the rainy spring.

He went to class early in the morning and was praised by the teacher, so he wanted to show his father the article he had written, but he didn't want to go to the place but saw that his father had withdrawn from everyone and was sitting there playing chess with Mrs. Yun Zhen. He waited on the sidelines, waiting for them to finish the game before he stepped forward with the chamberlain and respectfully handed the Chinese chapter to his father.

After a cursory look at it, the father suddenly handed the article to Mrs. Yun Zhen, who was sitting opposite.

He watched without blinking, and was very disappreciative in his heart, what can a woman, a woman who can't marry with a copper smell, understand?

His splendid article, in real terms, she shouldn't be worthy of reading.

But he didn't expect that Mrs. Yun Zhen not only read it and understood it, but also said such a sentence to her father with a smile.

She said, Your Highness's article is good, but it's a pity......

What is a pity?

He chuckled in his heart, and in an instant, he heard Mrs. Yun Zhen say lightly, a little impatient.

When he heard this, he subconsciously looked at her anxiously.

The face that caught my eye was well-maintained, white and thin, but she was just an ordinary beautiful woman.

What is she? She also deserves to comment on his articles? She also deserves to say that he is impatient?

She deserves it too!

She's just a stupid woman who relies on her father's favor!

He was so annoyed that he couldn't help it, so he brought it out on his face.

Mrs. Yun Zhen still looked at him with the same expression, and there was no fluctuation in her eyes.

He suddenly realized that this woman was not afraid of herself!

She is nothing in her eyes, and it is not worth her bother, fear, anger, and care.

She didn't even bother to give him a contemptuous look.

The young eldest grandson Shao Wei has never been treated like this, he is a prince, and his mother is a favorite concubine who is deeply loved by the emperor when he is alive. Even after the death of his mother, his situation was much worse than before, and no one dared to treat him as ordinary as Mrs. Yun Zhen.

The more he thought about it, the more annoyed he became, what articles were not written had long been forgotten, and his eyes were full of only Mrs. Yun Zhen and her sentence "It's a pity that I'm a little impatient".

However, her father agreed with her words.

Although he had a smile on his face, what his father said was definitely not what he wanted to hear with great expectations.

In the past, he fought with his brothers, grabbed it with his brothers, and everything he took with all his might became a symbol of quick success and quick profit against the backdrop of Mrs. Yun Zhen's sentence "impatience".

He is not convinced, he does not admit it!

But he knew that Mrs. Yun Zhen was not wrong.

It was because she was right that he was even angrier.

That anger was mixed with a kind of fear after being seen through, a real annoyance and anger.

But so what?

Hasn't he snatched his brother's crown prince now, and hasn't he approached the Lian family step by step?

When the time comes, look at her Yun Zhen is afraid that he is not afraid!

……

The crown prince had a gloomy face and sneered in a low voice.

And Lu Lizhan, who listened to the original story, subconsciously frowned.

It's just a small thing.

But the crown prince has been remembered for so many years, and he still wants to destroy the entire Lian family to avenge Mrs. Yun Zhen's comment in the past......

It's really a character that must be repaid.

Lu Lizhan's brows furrowed even tighter, and a deep Sichuan character was imprinted between his eyebrows, adding a bit of old appearance to his plain whiteness. He lowered his voice and said slowly: "Your Highness, you can know that the Wei Lin in your mouth was originally sent to Mrs. Yun Zhen by Wei Chen. ”

The crown prince Shaochu smiled strangely: "This palace has long known. ”

When Lu Lizhan heard this, his brows that were about to be stretched out furrowed tightly again, and he was silent for a moment before asking, "Count, this person should have come to your side?" ”

The crown prince said yes.

Lu Lizhan's eyes changed, and he continued to ask: "In this case, I don't know why His Highness has never informed His Majesty?" ”

If he hadn't asked today, I'm afraid he would have continued to be kept in the dark.

Lu Lizhan didn't say it in his mouth, but his heart had already turned over the river and the sea.

"He's just a dog." The crown prince Shaochu said very disdainfully, "If you raise it, you will raise it, is it difficult to report such a trivial matter to you?" Xiangye is busy with affairs, why waste time on a dog? Lian's mission was smashed, and the dog was timid and afraid, for fear that you would kill him, but he didn't dare to go back to you. ”

After changing his tone, he looked at Lu Lizhan expressionlessly and said, "If you think that this palace is not authentic, then how about this palace compensate you?" ”

Lu Lizhan's hand holding the tea cup stiffened slightly.

And sure enough...... Sure enough, he still resents his love for his mother's concubine......

Lu Lizhan's heart turned a thousand times, obviously looking at the prince Shaoxun, but he felt as if there were countless pictures emerging in front of him.

He thought of the girl he admired when he was young, and also remembered the love that had been unattainable from the beginning, the young man with a humble status who couldn't even speak official language, and the poor childhood.

Now he doesn't say it, I'm afraid no one will think that this minister of power grew up in an extremely remote border town.

He has not had a father for as long as he can remember.

No matter how difficult the days were, he and his mother were the only ones who depended on each other.

But in this world, how can a woman who can't lift her hands and shoulders support herself and her young son?

When he was young, he asked his mother countless times why everyone else had a father, but he didn't.

Later, probably annoyed him, his mother said that his father died before he was born.

He asked again how he died.

But my mother either avoided talking about it or talked nonsense, sometimes saying that she was drunk after eating too much wine, and sometimes she said that she fell into the water and drowned......

If you talk too much, there will be more flaws and loopholes.

When he was seven or eight years old, he gradually stopped believing it, and his mother simply did not say anything, but when someone came to the door, she shoved a piece of bread in his hand and pushed him out. Once, when he went out with the bread, he met the neighbor's son, who was two years older than him, and who was tall and strong like a calf. ”

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Before I know it, another birthday is coming, and I hope that the new year will bring great progress. Thank you all for your love all the time, this is the first update~ (to be continued.) )