Now the city is full of wind and rain, and all the transmission is about this.

The immortals were reluctant to step out of this hall for a single step, and outside the door of this hall, the ministers who knelt down and came to ask for peace also had some royal kings and nobles.

However, the immortal god didn't want to see anyone anymore, so he locked himself in this hall, leaving Sima Xun alone to wait in this hall.

Sima Xun watched this immortal become irritable day by day, with a little impatience.

When he entered this hall to serve, his father once called him over and instructed him to do something, and he also taught him to serve the immortals well.

For a while, he had become the only prince who had been in the limelight, but he didn't seem to be as happy as he imagined.

He knew why his father had changed so much, because the arrival of the immortal gods had made the rivers and mountains that the Great Liang had snatched from the Song Kingdom become justified. That's why he values him so much.

Not because he was the son of the king of Daliang.

However, he still has to work hard, even if he is not the only son of King Daliang, he is the only support of his lonely mother, if he can't earn a place in this Daliang, in the future, he and his mother are afraid that there will be no better life.

He had to move forward step by step, even if he didn't know what he could gain by doing so except to force himself to turn against his half-brothers.

He didn't want that day to come, whether he won and wiped out all of his half-brothers, or if one of them won and wiped out all of them......

He didn't want to ......

But as if all the roads in this world had been laid out before him, the hand of fate pointed to the road that he had already seen to the end and said to him:

"You don't have any other options."

They were born in the royal family, and when they urinated in the mouths of the common people, the royal relatives and nobles, but unfortunately, they turned out to be no different from those people who worked hard all their lives, and they didn't have a choice.

Or, he Sima Xun is not as comfortable as them.

After all, they don't need to climb up on the blood of their own half-siblings......

"What are you thinking?" 【*# *！ Free to read]

There was nothing to do in the underworld for a while, looking at Sima Xun who was called by himself, he felt that although this kid was stupid, he was a little stupid, but this was better than others, if he didn't interrupt this kid's thinking just now, this person would not be far from understanding the way of the world.

Unexpectedly, he actually had the Huigen that the group of immortals said. If it weren't for the royal confinement, which made him unable to advance or retreat, this kid might have lived a few lifetimes, and he might have been able to see him in the underworld for thirty days that he didn't like so much.

"Immortal gods, we, a drop in the ocean, people with meager strength, have made so many struggles and choices when we are alive, and when we are finally dying, we have not seen a few people who can get what they want, start and finish well. In this case, how much do we struggle, forge ahead, hurt others and hurt ourselves, but is there still meaning? ”

Sima Xun opposed

So said the Netherworld.

"What do you think it means?"

The underworld thought it was interesting for this kid to ask, so he talked to him.

"Protect what you want to protect, do what you don't go against your heart, and do what you are willing to do. If it is put on me, it is to protect my mother, because she has done too much for my future, and she has suffered too many grievances, and I hope that she can live this life safely and happily. ”

"What about you?"

This kid is very interesting, he has been thinking about his mother, focusing on his mother, but he has never thought about him half a sentence, this heart, if he cultivates immortals and enters the Tao, it is a rare pure heart.

However, he found the wrong person to solve the puzzle, and he hated that group of immortal cultivators the most in the netherworld, so how could he lead this kid to that immortal path?

"I, I didn't think about it, I was under the arrangement of my father and mother since I was a child, when my father went on an expedition, the grandfather of this Sima Mansion would teach me, I grew up under their teaching, I never lacked anything, but I didn't know what I wanted."

His identity is quite embarrassing in the selection of the successor of this big beam, but if it is placed on that group of palace maids and eunuchs, they naturally feel unattainable, and there will be no harm to them on weekdays, after all, if they are not careful, they neglect anyone, this price is not something that a small palace attendant can afford. In this way, compared to those ordinary people, he Sima Xun, if he wants to talk about it carefully, he really can't be wronged.

But I was never happy.

Although he is high, he also knows how to observe words and colors since he was a child, and they all say that the palace maids and eunuchs in this palace know how to observe words and colors the most, but what they don't know is that the most knowledgeable ones are the group of high-ranking masters they serve.

Although in the eyes of outsiders, they are the emperor's favorite and most favored princes and princesses, but in the end, whether it is that favor or filial piety of father and son, how much sincerity is there?

They are no longer father and son, father and daughter, before King Daliang was their father, he was still their father, the father was a parent, and the father was the king.

What is the difference between them and the courtiers who live all their days trying to win the king's favor?

"I want to have a day when I don't have to look at words."

He said something to the immortal god today that he didn't dare to say on weekdays.

Perhaps, he likes to be in this hall, doing things to serve the immortals, he likes here, although this place will make him less lofty than before, he also needs to serve the immortals, doing things he is not familiar with making tea, and there are many gains and losses on this body, but he still likes it here.

Just because here, he didn't need to make any other plans, just face the immortals.

He doesn't need to think about coaxing him, the immortal god naturally knows what he is doing and thinking, so what kind of concealment method is useless to the immortal god

。

"The immortals naturally think what I said is ridiculous, and I think so too."

This kind of mind is nothing less than wishful thinking, in this life, he has only one path to go, and no other path can be chosen.

"Why do you think it's ridiculous?"

The underworld felt that this kid was so cowering, he really lacked the spirit of a king, and it was really a very wrong thing for him to be born in this royal family.

"Immortals?!"

Seeing this kid's eyes that lit up instantly, he felt that when this kid lit up, there was still something desirable about this kid's body.

"What if you become king?"

If he Sima Xun becomes a king?

He always felt that he had no second choice, but even so, the only motivation to walk on this path only came from the heart to protect his mother, and he did not want to see the only person he was close to now, but when he died in the future, he would not have to die well.

But even if he found a reason for himself, he always didn't want to do anything, whether it was to seize the land or win the throne, none of these were what he wanted.

"If you = become a king, your mother is the only queen mother of Daliang, even if she is still the peasant girl from a poor background, but others will never dare to mention it in front of you."

"You don't want to kill each other with your half-siblings, but if you say you're the winner, you can make the rules, and if you want them to stay, they'll live well in this world."

"If you are a king, who else in this world needs you to read your words?"

This sentence of questioning, like the temptation from hell, led Sima Xun step by step into the bottomless abyss, and there was no chance to turn back.

(End of chapter)