Until one day, his father became kind-eyed.

Don't cut ministers, don't take medicine, don't torture anyone.

Even if he knew that Ji Shurui was not biological, the nine clans who were preparing to connect Ji Shurui's mother one moment would release Ji Shurui from the dungeon the next moment.

He began to go to court, began to correct the folds, and began to let several princes learn knowledge.

It's what my father would look like in my dreams.

Everyone thought that the emperor had taken too much medicine, and when they found out that the warlock was a liar, they began to work hard.

Only Wen Wang Ji Shuyuan knows that his father is not the father of the past.

For no other reason, he had deliberately exposed the scar on his arm.

The man on the dragon chair actually said that everything in the past was his fault.

The meaning in and out of the words is the traces left by his torture of Ji Shuyuan in the past.

But no.

The scars of whipping on his body and the cane on his back are all on every prince.

At the age of thirty or forty years old, there are still scars.

There are countless scars, large and small, but the knife wound on his arm is not his father's fault.

This is a "secret" that only Ji Shuyuan and his father know.

From that day on, Wen Wang Ji Shuyuan knew that the emperor was not the emperor.

The emperor never went to the harem again, did not turn over the signs.

Later, he married the queen, and only favored the queen alone.

The concubines of the harem were so jealous that they went crazy, and they competed for favor in a variety of ways, but they never attracted the attention of the emperor again.

Then there was the birth of Ji Shuchen.

King Wen Ji Shuyuan saw that the emperor with the tyrannical face of his father smiled at Ji Shuchen like a child.

There has never been the majesty of the imperial family, only the father's love for his children.

He confessed that the emperor was very good to him and several brothers, even better than the tyrant emperor.

He will not criticize them, he will give them rewards, and truly live like a prince, not a medicine primer.

But that seems to be the responsibility that comes with using his father's body, rather than really treating them as his own children.

Since then, King Wen Ji Shuyuan has become jealous of Ji Shuchen.

Why did he become a crown prince as soon as he was born, and why could he be favored by the emperor as the son of an ordinary people's family.

And what he has now is nothing more than the fatherly love that Ji Shuchen's biological father overflowed from his fingertips.

Not true fatherly love.

It's been more than thirty years.

He still wanted to ask, what did his uncompetitive, incompetent, and violent tyrant father get to him?

This time, the death of the eldest princess blamed Ji Shuchen, and King Wen Ji Shuyuan knew that the old emperor knew the ins and outs.

It's just that I can't get over the face hurdle.

can't protect Ji Shuchen in a bright way.

From yesterday's flying pigeon biography, King Wen Ji Shuyuan guessed that the old emperor would not give up Ji Shuchen.

It was his only son, his own son.

How could it be the same as the princes left behind by these tyrants?

Wen Wang Ji Shuyuan looked up at the sky and looked at the sun hanging high.

The face is unpredictable.

"Lord Wang, I've found the Lord of Leqin!"

A black-clothed secret guard carried Ji Leqin and knelt in front of the soft sedan chair of King Wen Ji Shuyuan.

"Wake her up."

Wen Wang Ji Shuyuan waved his hand indifferently and stopped the soft sedan chair.

The guards immediately stopped, and the beauty, who had managed to keep up with the group, also breathed a sigh of relief.

With his feet blurred, he stood on the side of Wen Wang Ji Shuyuan's soft sedan chair.

She serves people with beauty, and the shoes she wears are just useless shoes, and they break down after two steps.

The white and tender skin touched the ground, and soon became a blur of flesh and blood, but he didn't dare to stop.

"Ahem......"

Ji Leqin came out of Jiang Zhaodi's house and exchanged for medicine that could heal her wrist.

Not far from the waste wood village, he was pointed by the guards.

Wake up.

"What are you doing in the waste wood village?"

Wen Wang Ji Shuyuan's face was gloomy and a little terrifying.

When facing Ji Leqin, he will think of the green hat that his princess gave him, and everyone in the capital knows that the eldest princess Wen Zheng cares about the waste prince.

It was hard for him to like the children.

Especially Ji Leqin, who looks like a zither.

"Father, Leqin...... Just go and play with Xiaoyan. ”

When Ji Leqin saw King Wen Ji Shuyuan, her face instantly turned pale.

Kneel directly on the ground and look down at the ground.

His body trembled unconsciously.

At this time, she should have been grounded by Wen Wang Ji Shuyuan.

Father doesn't indulge himself as much as he indulges that concubine.

"Play?"

Wen Wang Ji Shuyuan sneered,

"Grounding can't stop you, and it seems that your feet are useless."

After speaking, Wen Wang Ji Shuyuan ignored Ji Leqin's pale face, and his fingers moved slightly.

"Click!"

The sound of bones breaking rang out.

Ji Leqin's leg was smashed by the back of the guard's knife and twisted at a strange angle.

Ji Leqin gritted her teeth, and the corners of her mouth were soaked in blood.

"Carry it back."

Wen Wang Ji Shuyuan said indifferently.

Completely ignoring Ji Leqin, she can already talk about marriage, and directly let the guards send her back.

"The flying pigeon passed the book and told the former prime minister Wen Li that Ji Leqin had a dispute with Ji Caiyan, the daughter of the abolished prince, and was broken by Ji Caiyan, who knows kung fu."

Wen Wang Ji Shuyuan opened his mouth faintly.

What if the old emperor only regarded Ji Shuchen as his own son.

After all, he is also a royal bloodline.

When one day, when he covers the sky with one hand and controls the overall situation, no one can stop him from taking back what belongs to him.

He has always believed that the crown prince will be his own.

It's just that the person who suddenly appeared pretended to be his father, used his father's body, and stole the day.

Everything is his own.

The soft sedan car continued to walk in the direction of Youzhou.

Wen Wang Ji Shuyuan's face was cloudy, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

……

Early morning.

"Ding-"

"Publish a new mission, say hello to Ji Caiyan, the target of the strategy, and carefully promote the benefits of having a system, including but not limited to exaggeration."

"The mission is successful, and the progress of the system stripping the host is increased to 50%."

"The mission fails, the progress of the system stripping the host is increased to 50%, and the air fan is slapped with 200 slaps plus electric shock punishment."

Ji Caiyan stretched his waist, picked his ears, and rolled his eyes at the sorghum above his head.

The dog system is getting more and more perfunctory.

The tasks released are becoming more and more ridiculous.

According to this situation, within three days, the dog system can completely strip off the host Jiang Zhaodi and become a free dog system.

Ji Caiyan washed up casually, took out the codex given by the master, and continued to study.

Look out the door from time to time.

The traverser Jiang Zhaodi will definitely come.

If nothing else, it is estimated that no one can stand the slap in the air.

Ji Caiyan had seen it, and half of Jiang Zhaodi's face was swollen at that time.

"Xiao, Xiaoyan, I, I'm here to play with you."

What surprised Ji Caiyan was.

The one who appeared at Ji Caiyan's door was not the traverser Jiang Zhaodi, but the original owner Jiang Zhaodi.

Yes.

A certain traverser Jiang Zhaodi's mission failed, and the original owner Jiang Zhaodi randomly restored the right to use his body for an hour every day.

Anyway, the dog system has been mad to this point?

Can even the original owner Jiang Zhaodi complete the task for the traverser Jiang Zhaodi?

Just want to quickly strip off the host Jiang Zhaodi?

Ask for a referral ticket.