Prison.

Song Jinghe sat on the ground blankly, all this seemed to be a heavenly horse that he couldn't catch or touch.

Why did it all come to this?

Obviously, everything was planned.

Why?!

"Why !!!!" Song Jinghe couldn't hold back his roar anymore, and hit the ground with a punch, stains of blood were imprinted on it, and the fishy smell gradually became stronger.

"Because you're stupid."

The unexpected voice suddenly sounded, and Song Jinghe, who was hanging his head and looking down, suddenly raised his head and looked at him.

"Song Zhancheng, what are you still doing?! Have pity on me?! Song Jinghe stood up with all his hands on the pillars of the prison, his eyes were red, and there was sadness, despair, anger, and indelible arrogance.

Song Zhancheng walked in front of Song Jinghe step by step, looking at him with a flat expression, not stirring up any waves by his words at all, but there was indeed a trace of pity in his eyes, of course, it was only a trace.

"Song Jinghyuk, what are you doing this for?"

He's not here to taunt him, it's all settled, and he's only here to ......

That's it, he didn't want to make any excuses, but he was very uncomfortable in his heart, so he wanted to come over and ask Song Jinghe about this, so he came over.

The inside of the prison was no better than the outside, and the air was mixed with the smell of blood, damp and spoilage, and a disgusting and vomiting stench.

But Song Jinghe is okay here, it's quite clean, he heard that the family's face fell to the ground, the momentum of the prince in the past is gone, only the robe that can vaguely show his identity can be seen, what kind of identity he used to be.

There was silence for a while, and Song Jinghyuk's voice reached Song Zhancheng's ears.

"Don't you even know why I'm doing this? Song Zhancheng, you are really ruthless. ”

Song Jinghyuk laughed at himself, how long did he prepare for this time, but he lost so badly, and even Song Zhancheng asked him, what was he for?

What the hell is he for?

He......

Song Zhancheng didn't speak, and only spoke after seeing a moment of solidification on his face.

"Got it? What exactly are you for? Is it really for the sake of that position to benefit the people and promote peace and prosperity, or is it just for the sake of not losing to me, for your own obsession from beginning to end? ”

"Song Jinghyuk, you are still the same as before."

Song Jinghe was stunned, his head went blank for a moment, what is he for?

Seeing Song Zhancheng who was praised by his father in the court, he was so jealous that he hoped that his father would also set his eyes on him.

Seeing that Song Zhancheng made all kinds of deeds and was praised by the world, he was not convinced, and tried his best to find the black spots on his body, wanting to pull this person down.

So, what is he ...... for?

I opened my mouth and couldn't speak, so I had to be silent.

He couldn't answer that question.

Is it really for the throne?

He didn't believe it himself.

"Then do you really know why your father was disappointed in you in the end?"

"I ......"

"You also said that my father wanted to pass on the throne to you from the beginning and let me be your first courtier to assist you, but what did you do yourself?"

"So, Song Kyung-hyuk, no one is to blame for all this, only yourself."

Song Jinghe held his head in his hands and muttered, "Don't say it...... Don't say it......"

Don't say it, it will make him think that what he did is wrong.

But how could he be wrong?

No way.

No, it won't.

He can't be wrong,

It's all them who are wrong, and it's Song Zhancheng who is wrong! It's him! He robbed the glory that should have belonged to him! In the end, it turned him into a failure.

"It's you who is wrong! Since you know it, why do you want to compete with me for the throne! Don't think I didn't see it, since you came back from the border, you have openly and secretly begun to suppress the people who are close to the DPRK and the central government, and create forces for yourself, so what are you doing?! ”

"Yes, I do want that position." Song Zhancheng did not deny it.

Song Jinghyuk's eyes widened and he looked at him in disbelief, and then he roared angrily, "Then why do you accuse me, it's all your fault!" ”

"Then do you know why I would want that position?" Song Zhancheng didn't dodge those angry eyes.

"If it weren't for you, how would they have come to me?"

The rough panting stopped for a moment, allowing Song Zhancheng's voice to enter Song Jinghyuk's ears without any gaps.

"My father told us since I was a child that he never liked the fratricide between royal brothers, so this is also the reason why he made you the crown prince from the beginning."

"I don't want brothers to kill each other for this position in the future."

"Song Jinghyuk, so from the beginning, it was destined that the two of us could only be monarchs and ministers."

Song Jinghe saw Song Zhancheng's eyes narrowed as if he was recalling something, "And I have never had a special desire for that position, as long as it is Mingjun who can help the people." ”

"Song Kyung-hyuk, do you know, when I went to the border, I saw it for a long time, and it was a scene that I couldn't see in Kyoto."

"Refugees everywhere who can't afford to eat, sleeping on the streets, poorly clothed, and some newborn children are starving to death because their mothers don't have breast milk."

"There is no medical treatment for the sick, no shelter, no food, no cold robes, and there are countless such people."

"And we, in this Kyoto, live in luxury."

"I just don't want to see this again, I pinned my hopes on you at first, but you let me down."

The last sentence made Song Jinghyuk's body tremble, and he looked down at his dirty hands, which slowly covered his face, silently.

"So, now you know why?"

The corners of Song Zhancheng's lips pulled out a trace of compassion, which was really pitiful and really disappointed.

He was the only one who caused all this, and he didn't know it.

"I'm leaving, you, do it yourself."

"Father won't kill you."

This is his last word of advice.

So don't do it yourself, be careful to really die.

Without hearing a word behind him, Song Zhancheng strode out of the cell, the dark building behind him had become the background, and the reality was in sight.

It's time to clean up the others.

"Foshan."

"The subordinates are here."

"Call Shangying, Erying, and Sansheng to dig out the identity of the prince's remnants to this king, even if he digs three feet into the ground, he will never escape a person."

"Yes."

"Wait."

“？” Foshan, who was just about to leave, looked at Song Zhancheng suspiciously, thinking that there was something else to tell him to bow respectfully.

"Where's the princess?"

“……“

"The princess and Her Royal Highness the eldest princess are in the palace of Prince Jin."

"Alright, let's go."

"Yes."

The palace of the Prince of Jin.

Cheng Jingyun sat bored in the bedroom, what could she do if Song Zhaohua didn't let her out.

It is said that women are not allowed to participate in the affairs of the court.

Oh.

Indifferent.

She brought this soldier with her.

It's a pity she didn't dare to say it.

Iniquity!

"Gross." Caught off guard by a burst of nausea in her stomach, Cheng Jingyun hurriedly covered her mouth and leaned aside, retching for a while but didn't spit it out.

He frowned and looked at the tea on the table that he had only taken a sip of.

It seems that the overnight tea still can't be drunk.