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These days can be described as eventful. There will always be some untouched wind and grass that arises all the time. There is no rest in the body or the mind that is disturbed.

Bo Qing was involved in the affairs of the King of Qi and the King of Wei. In line with the principle of avoiding suspicion. He hasn't been in the palace to see his father for a while. I only keep an eye on the movements of the court and the ruling of my father in the palace.

No matter how you say it, there are also some ministers who support themselves. Although the power does not seem to be as vast as that of the King of Wei and the King of Han. But put aside the factors of comparison and just look at yourself. It's also impressive. He wanted to get some rumors, even something deeper. It's never been difficult.

Therefore, when the Chu Emperor's ruling against the King of Wei was issued. Bo Qing only felt that there was a sudden collapse in his heart. Gradually, a huge deficit is formed. It made him feel bad. But I can't tell what is uncomfortable...... He raised his eyebrows and grinned. Cold. This look is a little lonely, but it doesn't look like loneliness. Jiang Yan, who was watching on the side, couldn't help but tuft his sword eyebrows and move slightly.

The sudden arrival of Borui. It's unexpected. But it's not all unexpected. The dust has settled on the King of Wei. Bo Rui breathed a sigh of relief. If you have leisure, you will inevitably have to walk around and scatter your mind. Besides, Bao Qing is the main party involved in it. It was only natural for my father to come to his house and talk to him about it.

And the father and son did not have the kind of intimacy that they had when they met. Bao Rui has one thing in mind. I constantly wonder if I am a little too different from each other, and I am a little too partial and maintaining; And there is one thing in his heart. On the ruling of the father against the king of Wei. In fact, he couldn't be relieved.

The air is embarrassed to be set off. Jiang Yan lost no time in retreating. Cover the door of the wing. Leave time to this father and son who have a mind on how to see and how to do it.

Bao Qing simply bowed after a bow. He got up and said nothing.

It's weird. The heart is at this moment when there are no others and no need to go through the motions to support the scene. Why is it that the son still bows to himself, but he is alienated from himself? But he didn't care much either. The first to break the silence in the room at that time: "What have you been busy with lately?" It's very casual to find words.

Boqing looked around. An absent-minded look: "The son is an idle person. Busy ...... again" here to look back and look at Borui. A sudden smile arose in his tone. It's not as busy as the brothers above."

This is a deliberately sneering tone. Ling Borui couldn't help frowning. But he wasn't sure if he had misidentified this sentence. suppressed a touch of discomfort in my heart. The restart mouth covered up the awkward atmosphere: "Your brother is always on the move. You know even how many of your brothers are busy." A playful sigh. Somewhat carelessly taken as a joke.

But Silk Qing doesn't seem to have any intention of joking. It's just a joke: "Where can I be?" The opening speech was slightly picky. What do the brothers have to do. Doesn't the father know better than the son?" The slightest hint of provocation suddenly floated. Seep through the words.

This time, Bao Rui can be said to have really perceived his son's off-string movement at the moment. The stagnation of the heart attack gradually becomes a growing temper. He raised his eyebrows and was a little displeased: "Qing'er. What the hell are you trying to say today? You can just say it. I'm still going around in circles. It doesn't have to be like this." Let's talk about it. I have a rough idea in my heart.

Really. After hearing this, Bao Qing said. The complexion changed significantly. There was silence for a moment. It seems that there is a fierce struggle in my heart. Presently. He finally lifted the corners of his robe and knelt down to Bo Rui. Clasped his hands into fists and saluted: "Father." After calling this sound. He buried his head downward. The tone is calm and tempered." The king of Wei, in order to eradicate dissidents, made such mistakes. His father pardoned him after he was grounded for a few days...... Heh." I couldn't help but chuckle at this. The tone of the follow-up tone became a little more focused and slightly harsh than before. If it weren't for the fact that he took the initiative to ask to go to the mausoleum. Father didn't just suppress the matter and stop mentioning it. Such a big thing. In the end, it's just a matter ......of guarding the imperial mausoleum, and March is considered to be in the past," Huo Di raised his head. The sound is steep." In the end, it is because the king of Wei is the son-in-law. We, the princes, deserve to endure our grievances. The difference between the concubines and the concubines is there. We're not even a cat or a dog."

"Bastard talk." Bo Rui slapped the table and stood up.

I listened to the silk Qing before, and some of them didn't have it. It caused more and more disgust from Bao Rui. Now I listen to him more and more without a edge, and the words are cramped. Bao Rui's already suppressed temper surged up.

Bao Rui was already somewhat touched by the words of King Wei before. He instinctively did not want to touch the matter in his heart to avoid the depression that was not peaceful. Partial and clear so without eyes. Since the father entered the palace, he has been knocking on the side everywhere. Now it is even more obvious that the father is most reluctant to mention the things that the emperor does not want to mention. Bao Rui has already reflected on his own favoritism. Now a little shelter Bao Hui saw that Bao Qing had such a big injustice. It made Bo Rui have a negative judgment on those ambiguous things in his heart. Lielie's heart is born in waves. Bo Rui's mind is buzzing. The heart is really blocked.

After this drink. The temperament of the silk Qingcai is more or less flat. Again and slightly buried the head down. The shoulders are undulating and silent.

Jiang Yan, who could hear the door outside the door, shuddered.

It's obvious. The prince's temper is piled up here. And Emperor Chu doesn't seem to be in a good mood. Father and son had a dispute at this time. If the confrontation continues, it will only become more chaotic and disturbing...... It's very disturbing.

Jiang Yan raised his hand and rubbed his temples. A heart hangs in the air. And the whole person is just helpless. He was frightened a lot because of the prince for a while. Now I'm much calmer. Just feel bored.

After a little silence in the chamber. Finally, I heard Bao Rui's somewhat chilling tone: "My father naturally has his own ruling. Consider it repeatedly, think about it again and again." He paused slightly. I don't want to have any estrangement with this favorite son again. I tried to keep my temper down and have a good temperament." One of the tastes. Far from being something you can decide on the basis of your imagination."

It's almost explanatory. The dignified man lowered his shelf and explained to his son. It's a great honor. What else?

Maybe it's really a bit of a pampering and arrogant, the reason for getting an inch. Silk Qingjing took the initiative of his father to ease the atmosphere. Not only did he not take that character downward. On the contrary, he became more stubborn: "Erchen understands." Bow your head and speak." It's just that the sons are not good enough." The look and attitude are not a mistake at all. It's clearly in the negative.

This posture finally made the last bit of control in Bo Rui's heart also sloppy. He's the king of a country. It is impossible for him to accommodate anyone again and again. Even if this person is his own son, he can't.

But because the person kneeling in front of him is the fourth prince Boqing. In the end, Bao Rui still has a point of final self-sufficiency. His chest rose and fell violently. But he forcibly admonished himself to suppress his temper tantrums. I knew in my heart that if I continued to mediate like this, I would not be able to control my temper. While things are still out of control. Borui was silent for a long time. Finally left with a negative heart.

Pushing the door suddenly, I just saw Jiang Yan standing not far away.

The sudden push of the door made Jiang Yan unavoidable. The whole person went straight into the eyes of Bo Rui.

He landed in an uncontrollable embarrassment. Bravely greeted the silk and bowed: "See the emperor."

Bao Rui glanced at Jiang Yan fiercely. Not much to say. The trail goes all the way.

Jiang Yan was stunned in the local area for a long time. After the mind is thought together. Hindsight walked into the wing.

Seeing that the silk was upright, he was silently distracted by the half-open window.

Jiang Yan walked up to him. He stopped a few steps away and stood with his arms crossed: "Why doesn't the prince follow Emperor Chu. Let's talk about my grievances." The temper of the father and son was a little anxious. Jiang Yan, who was standing outside the door and had not left, could understand it.

"Will my father be willing to listen?" Silk Qing never looked back. I laughed to myself.

Jiang Yan understood that he was angry. But in the final analysis, the call of Boqing Fang has to be due to a temper tantrum. This is the first time that I have broken up with Emperor Chu because of my temperament. Jiang Yan was a little innumerable: "At this juncture, you offended Your Majesty. It's really ......" he suddenly didn't know what to say. The heart has been through so many things. King Rongjin, you should also have a handle. I never know what to prioritize. But you want people to say something about you." Can't you just get past this?" It's been a long time. I almost gritted my teeth and said this.

"Patience." Silk Qingfu side head. His gaze fell on Jiang Yan's face." Why should this king endure?" He looked a little lonely and a little sad." That's the king's father......" he let out a long sigh. But that's all there is to it. And say nothing more.

This sentence is enough. Jiang Yan's heart opened for a while. Huo Ran understood. The most important thing in Boqing's heart is not the position of the prince at all. He never wanted to be a prince. He asked for it. It is a rare father-son relationship between him and his father.

Hence the former Imperial Study. The indiscriminate confession of the silky ...... He couldn't bear to make things difficult for his father again. I can't bear the persecution of those people in the face of my father.

That's the father of this king. It's my father...... I was unhappy with my father and said. But to whom do you want to speak? Even though he knew that his brother was also his father's son, he deserved to be protected by his father. But there will still be sourness in my heart. Because I care too much.

Even if it's a father and son. Even if you know that this father-son relationship is a gift from heaven to the royal family. Don't be greedy for a long time, every moment is earned. But that blood nature, that front tacit understanding. After all, it is still the person who fools the mind and obstructs reason. Willing to drink to quench thirst and be sweet......

There's no way around it. It's a relationship. And behind every relationship must be filled with an equal sin.

These many things have not been spit out. But Jiang Yan understood. Jiang Yan he understands.

A warm shoulder. Sideways glance. Seeing Jiang Yan raise his hand and put it on his shoulder. The expression is moved and the tacit understanding does not need to be said.

This moment. The heart that has dried up and cracked seems to be moistened by the rain. He needed a strong barrier to lean on his seemingly strong, but in fact fragile, thoughtful soul. He put his backhand on Jiang Yan's shoulder. Pursed her lips.

The two brothers were comforted by their silence. The accumulated unhappiness in my heart was suddenly relieved a lot.

will pass.

All. It's all going to pass. Sooner or later, it will pass......