In the thirtieth year of Yong'an, in Dayi Palace, the prince stood quietly at the foot of the steps.

Although he was standing still, he still wrung his shirt restlessly, and his forehead was oozing with sweat, as if he was anxiously waiting for something.

"Prince! Meditation! The vigorous and powerful voice exploded in the palace like spring thunder, and the old emperor slowly paced out.

"Yes, Father. Erchen ...... Erchen was really worried. The prince knelt down and said.

Hurried footsteps sounded a series outside the door, the prince's hands shook, and at this time, a small yellow door pushed open the palace gate and ran in, and kept shouting: "Your Highness, Niangniang is born, born!" ”

As soon as he raised his eyes and saw the emperor on the Danqi, his face turned pale with shock, and he knelt down and said, "The slave should die...... Didn't see Your Majesty...... Your Majesty forgives your sins! ”

"Excuse me," the emperor waved his hand, "Hurry up and finish, what is the mother?"

"It's the little emperor's grandson! It's very healthy! Huang Men preemptively spoke, grinning so much that he couldn't see his teeth.

"Good! All right! Hahahaha! The emperor clapped his hands and laughed, and the prince on the side could not hide the happy expression on his face, clenched his fists and jumped to his feet with a red face.

It took a long time for the father and son to quiet down, and the emperor smiled: "Ah Xin is the hero of my Tong family!" Prince, treat her well. ”

"That's what my father said. The child was just born, and the name ......"

The emperor groaned slightly: "The Emperor Yan of the Mandate of Heaven is thousands of years." This kid ...... Named Qianzuo, Tong Qianzuo. ”

It was raining continuously, and the Zixin Palace was full of vegetarian, and the low and mournful crying lingered over the palace for a long time.

"It's him...... It's that kid......"

"No sadness...... Was he born ruthless? ”

He ...... He killed the concubine! ”

The surrounding palace maids and the yellow door whispered in a low voice, the sound was inaudible, but in the ears of the kneeling child in front of the coffin, these voices were as piercing as thunder.

No! Not me! Not me! A voice in his heart shouted. But his face was still expressionless, and he was even ...... There was no imaginary anger in his heart, he looked at the quiet coffin in front of him, and looked at him tenderly like a mother...... Watching him, he never departed.

He couldn't help but reach out, wanting to touch, wanting to hold hands again, to ...... again Embraced by that man......

A figure suddenly appeared, and the people around him screamed in shock, and the next moment, the boy suddenly had a sharp pain in his chest, and the whole person was hit and flew out, and fell to the ground hard.

The person who hit him was also a boy, a year or two older than him, with red eyes and tears, his mouth trembling, staring at Tong Qianzuo viciously.

"His Royal Highness the Prince, why are you here, you still have homework today, Your Majesty is waiting for your reply." Behind him ran a yellow door, screaming urgently, and he suddenly felt the silence here, and immediately silenced.

"Tong Qianzuo! You killed your mother! You killed your mother! The boy shouted hysterically, "It's all your fault, if it weren't for you, how could the queen mother have contracted the cold?" If it weren't for you, how could she have been knocked down by this little illness? ”

"It's all your fault! It's all your fault! ”

Every word is an arrow, a halberd, Tong Qianzuo hung his head weakly, and after a long time, a tear fell to the ground.

"Do you think you are really His Royal Highness King Lu? Little! Lao Huangmen sneered, and the dust in his hand was mercilessly whipped on Tong Qianzuo's cheek, and several blood marks appeared.

"In that seat, you are your own master. No one can bully you, beat you, scold you, or even ...... as before. Insult your mother, insult your mother who has been dead for many years! Sit on it and I can help you. The man held out his hand to him.

The two hands clasped together, the eyes met, and the hatred began to ignite an era.

"Brother Zuo...... Today's Dayan, only you are your own person. The young emperor, stooping from his chair, said in a staccato manner.

He descended to the thirteenth step, and the moon was as bright as ice.

"I'll be by your side from now on, but don't think it'll be forever." The girl held a sword in her arms, and her face was covered with frost.

"These are my people, my people...... They were being killed...... "He lay on the couch and didn't say a word, a trace of blood oozed from his chest.

"Let's go, Midori Luo...... I'm not a good emperor. "The sky was full of fire, and he didn't want to give up that girl.

"Green Luo, Green Luo......" the emperor called softly.