Chapter 154: Dreams and Reality (Part 1) So this is the life I prayed for...

The struggle for the succession, no matter the dynasty, was always bloody. Xiu Yu knew this, and Xuanye, having reigned for so long, certainly understood it as well. He had originally believed that as long as Crown Prince Yinreng performed well enough and suppressed his younger brothers, the throne would be passed down safely and without bloodshed. This was the most secure option. Unfortunately, how could Heaven have given him such a bloodless succession scenario?

Thus, the struggle for the throne eventually unfolded amid Xuanye's worries.

The Eighth Prince was the first to emerge. As the court officials praised him as "Eight Wise Princes," Xuanye internally sneered. It was hard to believe Yinsi, who had also grown up reading history books, didn't understand the principle that the best are the first to fall, and that even the tallest tree in the forest will be destroyed by the wind.

"Smart, indeed, but not wise enough." Xuanye closed the memorial in which the ministers praised Yinsi, leaned back on the armchair, and rubbed his Jingmingxue with his right hand. He was obviously too tired.

Xiu Yu just came in with a bowl of sweet soup and handed it to Xuanye, saying, "Take a rest if you're tired."

"I'm a little tired." Xuanye looked up at Xiuyu with a smile, "But now that you're here, I'm not so tired anymore."

"I didn't expect I could be so useful." Xiu Yu stood behind Xuan Ye and rubbed his temples. "Then I'll come to your place more often."

"Very well." Xuanye closed his eyes, enjoying the moment. "I wish I could hand over this kingdom to you very soon, and then live in seclusion with you. Would you be happy with that?"

Xiu Yu's lips curled up slightly. How could she respond to this? She had no way of responding.

Xuanye then said, "I need to make some more arrangements." His tone gradually slowed down, and his eyes showed some coldness. "Yinreng doesn't like to be the emperor, and you don't want our children to be emperors. I have no choice but to try my best to leave a stable country for the successor, so that you will regret it!" The last half of the sentence was of course joking.

Xiu Yu was amused by Xuanye: "We won't regret it. Not only me and Yin'er, but also the Crown Prince will not regret it."

Xuanye snorted with a smile. The word "love" had trapped his father, his Mafa, and Dorgon. He had thought he had finally escaped this affliction, but it had trapped his son as well. In reality, how could he have escaped this word himself?

Thinking of this, Xuanye's eyes looking at Xiu Yu gradually became deep. What would have happened if he had not met Yu'er... He couldn't think about this. Every time he thought about it, he would really get a headache.

At night, in the Yangxin Palace, Xuanye was sleeping soundly with Xiu Yu in his arms.

"How dare Concubine Yi's mother overstep her bounds? How bold of her!"

"Isn't Concubine Yi's mother loved by the people of the world? Doesn't she love building temples?"

"Mother Yifei, the Emperor is gone now! No one is here to protect you!"

"Mother Yifei, Yunlu is dead!"

The scene in front of Xuanye was Yinzhen looking at Xiu Yu with a cold face. Not only was his face cold, but the words he said were also heartbreaking.

"Fourth Brother, how dare you!" He shouted, but no one seemed to hear him. He walked in front of Yinzhen, but they couldn't see him. The scenes before his eyes became faster. He saw Xiuyu being bullied, and saw Xiuyu moved from Yikun Palace to Yinqi's residence. Fortunately, Xiuyu's life was not too miserable after moving out of the palace, which made him feel relieved.