"The son has a confusion in his heart, and he wants to ask his father to answer." She had always thought that it was her father's lack of means to be a monarch that made the thieves of King Chen'an succeed in their rebellion.

Now, it doesn't seem to be like that.

The emperor raised his eyes and glanced at her, and said with a smile: "Ask, you little girl, when did you start seeing your father?"

"Then I'll just say, since you are both civil and military, and you know so much about being a king, why are you defenseless against King Chen'an?" Bei Ming looked at him with his hands on his face.

The emperor sighed, and after leaving a son, he picked up the tea cup on the side, "Do you know about King Jing's mutiny?" Your eldest uncle, the long-awaited prince and my brother, died in that mutiny, and afterwards, all four princes who plotted rebellion were executed. Before your imperial grandfather died, he took my hand and said, he doesn't want to die, his sons are still fratricidal, if I am really jealous, take the power in their hands, don't kill people. ”

But you didn't. There was no killing, let alone a seizure of power. ”

"Yes, after all, they are my own brothers, although they are not compatriots, but the affection they had when they were children will never be forgotten. King Chen'an, the youngest brother, loved to stick to me when he was young, and later took the initiative to hand over the power of the court and petitioned to go to the north, but he didn't want to, people will change......"

Beiming Yimo didn't know what to say for a while, and she had mixed feelings in her heart, and she didn't praise the royal affection.

It's just that everyone's choice is different, such as the king of Nanning, for example, the king of Chen'an, one person is loyal to the king, and the other person is ......

"That's all for today, and there's a dinner party in the evening, let's go and prepare."

The emperor carried her to the ground and sent her to the door, and Beiming Yimo saw that he didn't want to say more, so he didn't stop long, turned around and left.

Back in the East Palace, Jun Lige had been waiting for a long time, and listened to her big palace maid Fu Hui say that he had waited since the end of the throne ceremony, and the little palace maid had changed a few teas for him.

"You've been waiting for a long time, haven't you?"

Seeing Beiming Yimo coming back, Jun Lige immediately stood up from his seat, a little cramped and uneasy, "No, I didn't wait for a long time......

Obviously, before I came, I thought about so many things to say, but at this moment, when I saw her, I began to get nervous again.

"Huh." A warm chuckle overflowed his lips, "Brother Zixu, isn't it that I'm too ugly and scared you to speak?" ”

"Nope! You're the best-looking I've ever seen! Jun Lige's tone was a little hurried, obviously blurted out directly, and after he finished speaking, he realized that something was wrong, and then stood aside with a red face and didn't dare to speak.

Beiming Yimo sighed secretly in her heart, how could her little song be so shy.

"Have you had lunch?"

"Not yet." Jun Lige replied honestly.

He really didn't eat, and he entered the palace with his father early in the morning, just to take a look at her ordination ceremony, but he was not a courtier, and he couldn't go in and out of the temple at will, so he could only hide in the corner and watch.

"As it happens, I didn't either, so stay and dine with me. Fleur, go and tell someone to prepare. Bei Ming Yimo said.

"Yes."

Fleur's efficiency was very fast, and after a while, a group of palace maids poured in one after another with meals and placed them on the table.

"You all go down, eat in this palace, and you're not used to others watching from the sidelines."

After everyone had withdrawn, Beiming beckoned Jun Lige to sit down, and pushed a crab stuffed orange in front of him in front of him, "You taste this, the hairy crab in autumn is the fattest, and this crab stuffed orange is a must." ”

Then he went to pick up the lotus cake, but was stopped by Jun Lige, "Your Highness, wait a minute." ”

Beiming looked at him puzzled, Jun Lige took out a silver needle to test the poison, the tip of the needle did not turn black, but his brows were still tightened.

Jun Lige took out a bottle of medicinal powder from his sleeve again, and sprinkled a layer on the plate of lotus crisp, and after a while, the lotus crisp immediately turned black, "Your Highness, the food has been poisoned!" ”