He could only say that Qian Yechen was so unlucky!

However, as long as he thought about the purpose of his leading the troops to suppress the bandits, and then thought about the bandits who were forced into a desperate fight by the strong wind, he really wanted to see Qian Yechen's expression after he had gone to great lengths to suppress the bandits but did not get a single ounce of silver.

Just thinking about it makes my blood boil!

*****************The dispute over the throne******************

The second day of the second month is the Dragon Raising its Head Festival. It is said that people born at the second quarter of the first month on the second day of the second month in the year of the dragon, that is, at the second quarter of the first month in the year of the dragon, are the symbols of true dragon and well-being. They can not only unify the country, but also lead millions of people to live a happy and healthy life.

When Empress Xia Muwan gave birth to Crown Prince Qian Yeming, it happened to be the Year, Month, Day and Hour of the Dragon. Emperor Dezheng was extremely happy and loved this prince very much. He surpassed the eldest prince Qian Yeyao born to the Imperial Noble Consort and issued an edict to make him the crown prince the moment Qian Yeming was born.

Before the age of ten, Crown Prince Qian Yeming had always been deeply loved by the Emperor. To treat and improve the Crown Prince's health, the Emperor had tried every possible method. Although the results were not satisfactory, he always held the Crown Prince in his arms and cherished him.

Twelve years ago, at a palace banquet, everything changed when the emperor discovered that the woman he loved most had been having an affair with his most trusted brother and had a child.

In order to retaliate against the Queen and the Grand Marshal who had hurt him, he could only vent his anger on the Crown Prince. Because he could see that the Queen and his brother had great ambitions, and the Crown Prince would eventually become a puppet in the hands of these two people.

From then on, Prince Qian Yeming became a child who was neither loved by his father nor his mother, let alone celebrating his birthday.

In the center of a secluded and picturesque waterside pavilion in the Prince's Mansion, a wooden platform had been erected at some point. Atop it was a veil of moon-white, water-red gauze, its lower edge dangling into the water, swaying gently from time to time. The platform was surrounded by small heart-shaped candles. A wooden table and two wooden chairs sat on it, and beneath the table, a large, specially crafted wooden bowl was placed.

At this moment, various exquisite desserts were placed on the table, and there was a large two-layer cake with two candles on it and the number 22 written on it.

Qian Yeming's eyes were framed by a red scarf as he let Murong Xiao lead him towards the waterside pavilion. Once there, he was helped onto a swaying boat. He could feel Murong Xiao's oars, her carefree expression invisible, yet a slight smile permeated his lips.

Finally reaching the shore, Murong Xiao helped Qian Yeming onto the wooden platform and then gently untied the veil covering his eyes.

Qian Yeming opened his eyes, and everywhere he looked, apart from their little world, there were mountains, rivers, trees, flowers and grass, all lush and green. Even in this not-so-cold winter in South Vietnam, this place was still full of flowers.

The red plum blossoms have not yet faded, but several peach and pear trees have already blossomed.

Lush green trees, colorful flowers, misty waterside pavilions, warm white gauze, candles burning wildly all around, koi carps swimming around, and a beautiful big cake made for him by Xiao'er, whom he had never seen before. A sour taste mixed with a strong warmth went straight to his heart, throat, nose and eyes.

Qian Yeming blinked fiercely several times. He didn't want Xiao'er to think that he was an emotionally fragile person.

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(Updated on November 13th)