Chapter 73 Yuan Yi (Extra)

My life can be said to have had many ups and downs.

Before the age of ten, I was an unappreciated bastard in the Yuan Mansion. After the age of ten, I was made the crown prince by the new emperor. Soon after the new emperor passed away, I became the emperor of this dynasty. However, in less than five years, I stepped down and became an ordinary person.

I thought that my life would be like this, but I didn’t expect that I still had the right to have the happiness

of a normal person. The Queen Mother, no, the Empress, has never stopped me from meeting the crown prince.

It’s sad to say that my only son is still the crown prince.

But my crown prince son was brought up very properly by the Empress. Every time he sees me, he can call me "father", but I can see in his clear eyes that he has no feelings for me.

Yes, it is such a shameful thing for the crown prince to have a father who is lustful, weak, and a traitor to the enemy. Even I think so. What’s more, this is a child who I haven’t met since he was a child!

During the years when the empress was alive, I never had the face to meet her, nor did I dare to meet her.

To be honest, the empress was really good to me. When I first entered the palace, I didn't know the rules of the palace at all. It was she who patiently taught me how to behave, how to eat and talk. When I was the prince, she always taught me how to write, and taught me the Four Books and Five Classics word by word. There were many people in the palace, but I never heard a word of gossip that I was not right. It seemed that I was the prince who grew up in this palace. And she was my real mother.

Sometimes I didn't even dare to think about how I was so stupid at that time that I would let down the best person for a biological father who took advantage of me.

But I did it.

Fortunately, the prince raised by the empress was not like me, but like her and Wang Xiu's real child, calm, wise, brave, and strategic. It was not

until she died and I became the emperor's father that I had some face and dared to walk around in the palace. But I always avoid the places that the empress loved to go when she was alive.

I am afraid. I am terrified. Every time I recall the empress's disappointed look in me, I will be terrified all night.

Whenever I can't sleep, the imperial doctor will always tell my emperor son in time. My emperor son will also come to me in time, serve tea and water, and do everything. But I am still unhappy.

Because I know that my son doesn't have me as a father in his heart. In fact, he wishes that I, his father, would die earlier.

But his imperial grandmother ruled the world with "benevolence and filial piety". As the most qualified emperor trained by his imperial grandmother, he naturally has to inherit the idea of ​​"benevolence and filial piety".

My emperor son, when facing me alone, always looks gloomy and indifferent enough to make me afraid.

Once, I finally had the courage to ask my emperor son what impression I had in his mind.

I only saw him frowning and pursing his lips, and then two words jumped out of his mouth, "father".

I laughed at that time.

"What are you laughing at?"

I saw the strange and distant look he cast on me, I watched him close the door and walk out, then I sat on the edge of the bed and cried.

It was retribution.

It was indeed retribution.

I do have a son, but in my son's heart, I am just a parasite with the name "father". The meaning of this father in his heart is like a parrot or a peacock he raises. Death or life, to him, has no meaning at all.

I also have to praise my son, who is worthy of being the emperor taught by the empress herself, and has turned the Xin Dynasty into a large country with vast territory and rich resources.

I think my nominal mother and father Wang Xiu would be happy if they knew about it in the underworld.

Over the years, I watched him select generals to fight against the Yuezhi Kingdom that was disturbing the border; I watched him select beautiful women to send to Mongolia to seduce the leader; I watched him kill corrupt officials and hold power alone...

I watched him grow up from a young child to become a young emperor who would cause bloodshed in the world with just a frown. But I never saw a woman around him.

I once asked curiously, but he always seemed to disdain to answer, just doing his own things without saying a word.

Now, I am lying in bed, dying. When my emperor son came to visit me, I dismissed all the people who were waiting around me, but still asked this question that had puzzled me for more than ten years.

My emperor son held my hand tenderly, still without saying a word.

Until I had given up hope, he slowly uttered a few words, "No one in this world can compare to my imperial grandmother."

My God, I began to tremble, I began to be frightened.

My son, my emperor son, actually compared all the women in the world with the empress.

"You are dying soon, so knowing the truth is nothing."

This was the first time I saw him smile so relieved, as if he was letting go of something.

"I love my imperial grandmother."

I heard it very clearly, because he said it word by word close to my ear.

I never thought that my own son would have such thoughts.

"She is so courageous, so brave, and so gentle. She has everything I desire."

Seeing the emperor's nostalgic expression, my heartbeat accelerated. I knew that I would not survive this night.

I regretted why I asked, but I was happy because I knew such a shocking secret. This is the only thing that weighs on my emperor son's heart, and no one will know it except me.

"The greatest contribution you made in your life is giving birth to me. Now, your contribution has been completed, and you should go down."

It is rare for me to see my emperor son smile so gently, and I remembered the scene when I first met his mother. I was also confused by his mother's gentle smile.

"When you get to the underworld, remember to tell my grandmother that I have fulfilled all her wishes. The Xin Dynasty is now the most powerful country. No one dares to invade, and everyone lives and works in peace and contentment."

I saw him tightening his throat inch by inch, and suddenly I felt relieved, closed my eyes, and quietly waited for death to come.

My life, with ups and downs, is really a joke.

The force on my neck suddenly loosened.

He looked at me and laughed, "You are my father, how could I let you die. As long as you live, you remind me of my grandmother's disappointment in you and her care for me. How can I bear to let you die."

I watched him turn around, with his back to me, and walk out of the room step by step. He completely lost the will to live and swallowed the gold that had been hidden under the pillow.

I want my emperor son to know that his father may not have dignity, but he will never be the one to betray his secrets.

But when I was about to lose consciousness, I was so painful and sad.

I really failed the trust of the woman I once called "Mother".

(End of this chapter)