Xiaojun's whole person seemed to be paralyzed, his eyes were dull and his face was pale, lying on the stone table, burying his head deep in the crook of his arm, silent for a long time.

Gently sighed, the love of parents and the desire for family affection are the nature of every child.

The more I lacked it when I was a child, the more it became a lifelong regret and longing, and an untiring knot in my heart, the same in ancient and modern times.

No matter how disappointed Xiaojun is in his parents, there is always a child who lacks love in his heart.

No matter how much he hates them on the surface, he has been finding all kinds of excuses to excuse them in his heart, especially his father who seems to be nice to him.

For his mother, he may have been hurt too deeply, he really no longer has any hope, and he has no feelings for her.

For his father, Emperor Chengzong, he actually has a very stubborn and secret admiration in his heart, he longs for his father's love, and longs to be made up and recognized by his father.

He wants to go to his father through various efforts to show his true identity, not only to get back what belongs to him, but also to fill the gap of fatherly love in his heart.

But he was destined to be disappointed, destined to be even more scarred, and even pouted.

Because his father had not loved him and the other children so much before, something more important to him occupied his body and mind.

At this status and age, he attaches more importance to the selection, cultivation and recognition of qualified heirs, and no amount of fatherly love can compete with his family and country.

This is the mission of an emperor, the most important duty of a Ming monarch, and the luck of the subjects of the Great Zhou, but not the luck of Xiaojun.

If his father didn't want to abide by the inheritance system at all, he just wanted to follow the law of the jungle, or cultivate the heir he thought was the most powerful and satisfying like raising Gu.

The rest are only worthy of being sacrificed.

As a father, he may be glad that his son is still alive, but as an emperor, Xiaojun's appearance will only disrupt all his plans and bring him trouble and trouble.

It's not that Xiaojun can be satisfied if he proves how good and outstanding he is, because he also needs to choose an heir who really admires him, admires him, and honors him, even if it's pretending, as long as he pretends to be like.

But he and Xiaojun have lacked the father-son relationship in the critical period of nearly ten years, how dare they trust him?

Xiaojun is destined to be defeated and defeated, and the best outcome is

She put her hand over his, hoping to give him some comfort.

"Brother Xiaojun, you still have us, maybe we can ...... another way"

This comforting sentence sounds so pale, and it is only better than talking.

Xiao Jun was still silent and did not raise his head, and Qing Ling knew that he was crying.

Let him cry, cry happily, cry out all the grievances and pains, say goodbye to the child who has lacked love since childhood, and be the confident, cheerful, intelligent and capable Xiaojun he is now.

Even if the process was brutal, he had to get through it.

What's more, he is just crying now, just crying in front of her alone, if he doesn't wake up, when he enters the palace, he will not only cry, but also bleed and even die.

Xiaojun finally raised his head, his forehead was messy, his eyes were red and his face was stained with tears, and his sleeves were soaked.

Qingling handed over his handkerchief, Xiao Junzi carefully wiped away the tears, and carefully folded the handkerchief and stuffed it into his sleeve.

"Sister Ling'er, I'll wash it and return it to you." The voice was hoarse with crying.

Nodding lightly, she looked at him without saying a word, and stretched out her hand to tidy up his hair that was becoming more and more messy by the mountain wind.

Xiao Jun exhaled a long breath, was silent for a while, and said, "Actually, ......"

He raised his head, and his eyes cleared up a little:

"Actually, there are some words, I dreamed of them in my dreams, my father said so to Lu Lanniang, but I never wanted to admit it from my heart, so I hid it from you just now.

It's that I've been lying to myself, thinking that my father deliberately said that in order to coax Lu Guifei, the purpose is to let her not have the heart to harm me.

Actually, Concubine Lu is not stupid, why can't she tell the truth or lie?

He couldn't bear to let me die at such a young age, and his words of warning were true, but what he said was also true......"

"What did he say to Lu Lanniang?"

He said that we are all his biological children, and he has always treated us equally, and the country he has laid is also ours.

But there is only one seat, and the inheritance of the throne of the Great Zhou does not strictly implement the primogeniture inheritance system, he pursues the capable, as long as it is his son, he has a chance.

He also said that he hoped that when we grow up, we will fight for that seat by ourselves, and the final winner will be the most suitable heir.

Instead of being murdered by others when we are young and ignorant, no matter what, let us grow up safely.

He also said that he commanded thousands of troops to fight the world, and if he couldn't protect his young children, it would be very heartbreaking. ”

Qingling heard a sigh, but didn't know how to persuade him.

It turned out that Xiaojun's father had never intended to follow the primogeniture system.

From the very beginning, Xiaojun was destined to be a thorn in the side of all his younger brothers and the forces behind him, and his growth path was destined to be full of thorns.

Perhaps his failure to enter Beijing in the end was actually a blessing, a blessing to ensure that he grew up safely.

"Ling'er, you see, my father wanted to protect just a young child from the beginning.

When he grows up a little, he will even let them fight and rob each other, leaving the strongest one worthy of being his heir, just like the Gu cultivation that Master Yunyin told me.

As for the others, whether they are dead or alive or have a miserable end, although he will be sad as a father, he will not really take it to heart.

Those sons who have always grown up by his side are all this fate, not to mention my eldest son, who has been missing for many years?

I will only bring trouble and trouble, and will only disrupt his whole plan, what reason is there for him and me to give up the selection and cultivation of a qualified heir?

Otherwise, since he had guessed that the Lu family might do something before entering Beijing, why did he just warn and not take any means?

If he had placed reliable people to protect me, how could that happen to me?

More than 10,000 elite soldiers surrounded the palace to guard, and more than 100 masters patrolled day and night, I was afraid that not even a pigeon could fly out, but I successfully got a six-year-old child out!

In fact, he just warned him to do his duty as a father and make his conscience a little calmer.

Even none of the culprits who harmed me were truly punished, not even the Ning family.

Those who are queens are queens, those who are concubines are concubines, and those who are emperors are emperors, everyone has a reward, and Ning Jiangsong was also successfully named Duke Chengen.

You say how stupid I am, but in fact, I know it clearly in my heart, I just don't want to admit it, and I just keep lying to myself.

is stubbornly holding on to a glimmer of hope and refusing to give up, that is, I have to treat my father as a father! (End of chapter)