On the second day, he decreed that Kite would be crowned queen.

A group of concubines knelt at his feet, and Ai Ai cried, saying that Iris was originally a servant with lowly blood, and she must not be allowed to stand on the supreme position to defile the royal bloodline. He just sneered and said, "You mean my blood isn't much cleaner?" ”

The concubine was afraid of losing her words, but she realized that it was too late and was dragged down by the guards who stepped forward. When the bloody tongue was thrown into the main hall, the courtiers no longer dared to speak up, and the iris walked up to the white jade pedestal step by step, Xiao Yi picked up the phoenix crown from the brocade silk cloth and landed on the top of her head, like a sword, coldly against her throat.

Huang Mo stood in the place of the peach blossom source, her eyes had been rubbed several times, she didn't know if she should go back and practice more of her ability to see people, just now she was clamoring to go back to find Cang Yu, but she couldn't rest assured that she was here, and she came out alone from under the peach blossoms.

The plain white clothes are fluttering, reflecting the peach blossoms like clouds.

The bridge of the nose is handsome, and the sword eyes are like stars.

The person beside him was no one, nor was it anyone else, but the second prince himself, who she had seen in the main hall at that time, was so stupid and cute that people were stunned.

But now that he has starry eyebrows, clear and clear, there is a half-stupid look there?

She just wanted to ask something, but the second prince waved at them first: "Let's go to my residence first, I know that the Taoist chief has a lot of things to ask me, don't worry, I will talk slowly." ”

After Qingyue pestered him in the study and asked him to teach him to write, Qingyue gradually began to get on the road, mastered some skills of holding a pen and writing, and could write his name crookedly, the first time he wrote it completely, he handed it to Cheng Yi like an invitation, Cheng Yi glanced at it very quickly, nodded slightly, even if it was so perfunctory, he was so happy that he couldn't help himself.

He asked the guards how to write the name of the second prince, and was forced to write two words that he was completely unfamiliar with, leaving him to study hard. The second brother thought that without his teaching, it would still be a level for him, but he didn't expect Qingyue to hand over the paper again in less than a quarter of an hour.

He lowered his head to study the method of not leaving, and couldn't help but be a little bored after being disturbed, raised his eyes, and saw the crooked two words, he looked at it carefully for a while, and then he barely recognized the shape of the handwriting from the dog crawling that couldn't bear to look at directly: "What did you write this?" ”

"Cheng Yi."

The second prince's heart moved, and he took the paper, and finally saw some eyebrows.

He turned his head to look at his face, which was wrinkled into small buns with a smile, and for the first time he looked at the child in front of him, unlike any of his other brothers.

What does it feel like?

It is said that people who grew up in the royal family, whether it is between brothers or flesh and blood, are born with an insurmountable gap, and the father has always been very strict with their teachings, and his mother is also a plain girl with no status, and because she gave birth to him, she was made a concubine, he is a prince with no status, and he can only go to Hajj every month

See you once.

He didn't know what affection was, and the first words he knew and understood before he knew these two words were obedience and status. It is also clear that the palace is a treacherous and cunning place. Because he was born, a crane passed through the palace, which was regarded as an auspicious omen. This sentence brought him more unjustified disasters.

He was less than eight years old, but he had already seen too many frames, so he had learned to hide all his edges, and to ignore the brotherly blood between them.

But his youngest brother trusted him unreservedly.

For the first time, he felt the trust that his relatives relied on and supported, and it turned out that they could also get along with each other in such a brotherly and brotherly manner.

The days that followed were as plain and warm as ever.

Waiting for the second brother to emerge from the towering pile of books, Qingyue happily took the bamboo lake paper to look for him, looking at him with a blank eye, the second brother would sigh and hold his hand to teach him one by one.

The glow outside the window flew by, and occasionally he would look at the second brother, his still childish face was shrouded in that brilliant light, and the shadows of the clouds falling from the long window square did not enter his eyes, constantly intertwined. His hand clenched Qingyue, and he slowly skimmed horizontally and vertically, outlining powerful and engraved handwriting.

The sound of reading was loud, turning into a scene of mountains and seas in his dream, as if in the past and present life, rolling the world of red rocks, the black and lightless moon, and the heat wave in the dream, which woke him up from the dream and felt a warm and humid crotch.

The second brother was still holding the book under the lamp, as if he had already been immersed in it, Qingyue was timid and silently nested closer to him, shaking the wet pants, holding back tears, he didn't dare to cry, afraid of making noise to the second brother, but the dark dream was still fresh in his memory, he bit his lip and whimpered quietly, the cold pants against him made him very uncomfortable, and he fell asleep in a daze on the branches of the moon.

I don't know how long I slept, but when he woke up the next day, he was a little dizzy and he was already in the room.

He stood up in a daze, wanting to find the second brother, he would always go to the second brother, if he didn't come today and didn't finish practicing, would the second brother stop paying attention to him in the future.

Thinking so, he staggered out.

But after arriving at the study, the second brother actually didn't come for the first time, which is the second brother who can't go to the study all day long is more punctual than the official clocking in, the fact that he is not in the study gives the young Xiao Qingyue an unacceptable impact, the little guy began to think wildly, remembering that he seemed to pee in the study last night, is it because the second brother dislikes him, and is unwilling to accept this younger brother who will only make trouble for himself, so he no longer comes to the study to see him?

Qing Yue cried fiercely at the empty study, he hadn't cried much since he was a child, so the people who served were also used to the sensibility of the Seven Princes, and now inexplicably

Qi Miao cried, this is simply clueless, all the people panicked, hurriedly coaxed, but Qing Yue's sadness did not subside by half a point, but became more and more intense, the little ancestor cried fiercely, and those maids were even more panicked, this cry even attracted the father who was not far away from the imperial study to review and fold.

He still has no impression of his father's memory, his father has almost never seen him in the future, he stayed lonely in the huge Gongqing Mansion, he came to the palace to find his second brother, he never thought of going to his father, he felt a little afraid to see his father, and the relationship between father and son was alienated to such a point.

This time, the father frowned, as if he felt that he hadn't seen him for many days, and he was disturbed, so he personally drove to the Molin room and saw Qingyue who was crying.

The eunuch who was waiting for him on the side secretly whispered: "The Seventh Prince is growing up so fast, Your Majesty is almost unrecognizable now, right?" ”

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