Chapter 390 Why did the emperor, who had always favored him, change his mind so suddenly?

"You don't need to be afraid of her. Wait until I defeat the Northern Kingdom and bring her to the capital. Then I'll take you to see how miserable she is." The emperor grabbed the queen's hand and rubbed it gently. "Old ginger is still spicy. The queen that father found for me is really excellent.

If it were Wei Hanyi, I would become a king who lost my country, not only would I be ashamed of my ancestors, but also of the millions of people of the Great Wei.

Ru'er! Fifth Brother is yours from now on. If you have something delicious or fun, remember to call Fifth Brother. He is looking forward to it."

The flattered queen nodded slightly, looking indescribably adorable. The emperor's heart was warmed and he pushed her down again, causing the queen to laugh sweetly.

After receiving the emperor's oral order, the King of Qi felt very upset. His warehouse had just been robbed and the thief had not been found yet. Now he was going to be confined. What happened to his father?

He sat in a chair in the study, his brows furrowed, his face full of anxiety and rage.

His eyes were full of dissatisfaction and unwillingness, like a volcano about to erupt. His hands were clenched into fists, and veins bulged on the backs of his white jade-like hands, showing his inner tension and anger.

My thoughts are like a tangled mess.

He thought of the stolen storehouse, the people's ridicule, and his father's unreasonable confinement. His heart was filled with the pain of failure, the desire for power, and the despair of his father's cold treatment of him.

He could not accept his failure, could not accept his incompetence, and could not accept the consequences of his house arrest.

If he couldn't get out, how could he trace the whereabouts of the silver? Without the silver, how could he negotiate with Doctor Du about buying the musket?

Do you want to buy on credit?

No.

Doctor Du was an extremely shrewd person, and she would not sell the musket to herself on credit.

Looking through the window, into the distance, ambition and desire flashed in his eyes.

My heart is filled with longing for the future, anticipation for victory, and desire to reach that position.

He swore and promised that as long as he sat on the throne, he would make the Wei Dynasty strong and glorious again.

The current Khan of the Northern Kingdom must be suppressed under his feet and forced to let his younger brother succeed him as Khan.

When the time comes, when the brothers join forces, they will be the most powerful force whether it is the Great Wei or the Northern Kingdom.

He knew that every step he took would be full of difficulties and challenges, but he did not back down, because he knew that only through his own efforts could he realize his dream.

The King of Qi's heart was filled with anxiety, rage, and unwillingness, but also with courage and determination.

He will do whatever it takes to realize his dream. He must sit in that position, hold power and turn the world around.

He must not let Du Wanwan look down on him, let alone let her laugh at him.

As the King of Qi, his treasury would be cleaner than his face. He has money and can afford to buy muskets from the Dongchen Kingdom.

Du Wanwan: “????”

What are you talking about? You still want to buy a musket? Are you dreaming? You don't have a single copper coin, how can you buy a musket?

Relying on the emperor's favor for him, he was unwilling to be trapped in the Prince of Qi's mansion. House arrest had never happened to him before. That was a privilege only for the crown prince, and he didn't need it.

He stood up and walked out of the study, shouting outside: "Someone! Prepare the horses!"

The young eunuch did not dare to disobey his order, so he went to the stable to get a horse. The King of Qi jumped on the horse and galloped towards the palace.

After the emperor finished his meal with the queen, he returned to his study room contentedly. Before he even entered the room, he saw the Prince of Qi kneeling at the door.

His good mood disappeared in an instant. He walked in with a sullen face and his hands behind his back, without even looking at King Qi.

The King of Qi walked on his knees, calling out "Father", and followed into the imperial study.

The emperor sat down, took a sip of tea, and did not ask the King of Qi to stand up, but made him kneel.

The more he looked at his appearance, the more he resembled the young Khan of the Northern Kingdom. They had met once at that time and he was deeply impressed.

Anyway, the King of Qi doesn't look very much like him, except for the forehead.

"Your son greets you, Father!"

The emperor kept staring at him, and the King of Qi felt uneasy, not knowing what he was looking at.

The voice of the King of Qi echoed in the empty imperial study. His hands were clenched so tightly that veins could be seen bulging. It was obvious that the excitement in his heart made him unable to calm down.

But he concealed it very well and was not seen by the emperor.

After looking him over, the emperor sighed deeply: "What are you doing here? Didn't I tell you to stay at home? How dare you come to the palace? What do you think my words are?"

"Father! Father!" The King of Qi used his hands and feet to crawl in front of the emperor, "Why did you restrict your son's feet? The storehouse of the Prince of Qi's mansion was stolen. I didn't mean to hide it. I was just panicking and didn't know what to do."

"Really?" The emperor kicked the King of Qi away in disgust, "Get away, and don't touch me with your hands."

Liu Xiaowu winked and two guards came in immediately, pulled the crying King of Qi away and took him to the opposite side of the emperor's desk.

He threw the man to the ground and bowed and retreated.

Liu Xiaowu took the initiative to close the door of the imperial study and stood by quietly.

The King of Qi was stunned, wondering why the emperor suddenly disliked him so much. From childhood to adulthood, he had spent more time in the imperial study than anyone else.

Why can't it work today? What is Father angry about?

"Father! What did I do wrong? Why do you hate me so much? Did the Crown Prince say something?"

The King of Qi began to play the victim and tried to drag the Crown Prince into the water. From childhood to adulthood, if he said a few bad words about the Crown Prince in front of his father, his father would never let him off easily.

“Shut up!”

The emperor looked at the weeping Prince Qi in front of him with even more disgust. His son would never be as useless as the Prince Qi, crying at every turn.

I used to think that since he lost his mother at a young age, it was understandable that he had a weak personality.

Now I realize that this is the way he controls me. He has used this trick many times, and he couldn't bear to see his misery, so he severely punished the prince.

Not to mention the distant past, the last time the prince pleaded for the Ye family, it was he who, with red eyes, said many slanderous words to the prince, which upset him, and in anger he confined the prince's feet.

Over the years, the prince had been punished countless times by him, but he had never once come to him and cried. I didn't expect that the son of a northerner would be such a softie, crying like a woman at every turn.

Seeing the King of Qi was so stunned by his yelling that he even forgot to shed tears, the emperor's eyes became even more angry: "You have no respect for the superior or the inferior. The prince is the heir to the throne, the future emperor, and you dare to slander him? You are so bold."

The anger in my father's eyes was real. He was really angry with me, but why?

The King of Qi racked his brains to figure out the problem. Everything was apparently fine, but ever since his warehouse was robbed, all the bad luck started to come one after another.

He didn't understand why his father, who had always favored him, suddenly changed his mind. What did he do wrong?

(End of this chapter)