How tense was the situation at that time?

The queen showed a look of reminiscence, and suddenly remembered that scene a long time ago.

The young Son of Heaven stood in front of her in silence in court clothes, his fair and handsome face with strong indifference.

She reached out and touched his head, "Are you afraid?" ”

He raised his eyes, looked at her fixedly with a pair of dark eyes, and shook his head firmly, "Erchen is not afraid. ”

But his fingers were white, and his cuffs were wrinkled.

She pursed her lips into an encouraging smile with a scornful expression, "Go, remember, you are the king, they are the ministers, you sit, they only kneel." ”

The young Yue Lishu pursed his lips silently, and his heart gradually settled down, and he nodded heavily.

Step by step, the figure of the young man stepped up the steps, slowly but firmly.

He stood in that position in the eyes of all people, his face became paler and paler due to the black clothes, but his expression was always resolute, without showing the slightest flinch, and calmly sat on the dragon chair, condescending to accept the worship of all beings.

Such a young man, the night before, still wearing his bedclothes, and standing at the gate of her palace with a cloak at night, looking at her with a pair of dark eyes, he said.

"Mother, I can't sleep."

She looked at him calmly and slowly leaned down, "Why can't you sleep?" ”

He lowered his eyes and was silent for a moment, his pale and thin face was inexplicably fragile in the dim candlelight, and he spoke in a low voice.

"The eldest brother wants to kill me, King Anyang wants to kill me, and they all want me to die."

His eyelashes twitched, and he pursed his lips and whispered, "I'm afraid that if I fall asleep, I'll never wake up again." ”

Although the boy is young, he is taught as an emperor, and he can already understand many truths.

The first emperor died suddenly, and he was forced to grow up overnight, and his former brothers and elders showed their ugly faces, full of malice expecting him to be in a different place in the next second.

He saw it in his eyes and remembered it in his heart, but it was irrepressible to breed fear.

No one is not afraid of death, and no one can be truly calm in the face of death.

He's the same.

The Queen Mother looked at the blankness in his eyes, thought for a moment, took out a dagger from his sleeve and handed it over, "Take it." ”

The heavy, cold dagger was stuffed into his arms, and Yue Lishu raised his face with a blank look in his eyes.

I only heard the Queen Mother's voice cold and firm, like a drumstick, slamming heavily on his heart-

"This dagger is used to protect yourself at a critical moment, if anyone dares to hurt you, you will return it tenfold, and if anyone wants your life, you want his life!"

"No one can protect you for a lifetime, you can only become strong yourself, so strong that no one dares to provoke."

Yue Lishu held the dagger, the cold touch gradually infected his body temperature, and the uneasiness in his heart slowly calmed down, replaced by calm and calm.

He was silent for a moment, then opened his lips and thanked: "Thank you to the queen mother, the son knows what to do." ”

Since then, the dagger has followed him, pressed under his pillow every night, accompanying him every long and difficult night.

According to Li Dezhong, several times when he got up at night, he saw His Majesty holding a dagger tightly in his hand, his eyes were wide open, he did not feel the slightest sleep, and he was always vigilant.

His uneasiness only existed in another way, the disguised dripping during the day, and in those long nights, it was rooted in the bone marrow.

Mingxi didn't know what expression to put on for a while.

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