Cui Kaiji and others looked at each other, muttering in their hearts, but did not dare to say a word.
The "entrustment of an orphan" that was originally highly anticipated ended in this strange and depressing atmosphere.
The prince's face turned pale and he left without saying a word.
That night, the prince was filled with anger, so he summoned his trusted adviser Gu Dingming to a side hall of the palace for a drink.
"Teacher! Tell me! What exactly does Father mean?"
The prince gulped down a glass of wine, his eyes bloodshot. "He's clearly dying! He summoned us, but he didn't give a single definite answer!"
"Has he...has he never thought of passing the throne to me? Is he still thinking about my good brother in Jinyang?!"
Gu Dingming also felt something was amiss and could only offer some comfort:
"Your Highness, calm down! His Majesty may simply be seriously ill and distracted, and this was not intentional."
"The situation has been decided. His Majesty's summons at this moment itself is a gesture of respect. You must not lose your composure."
"Attitude? What a bullshit attitude!"
Under the influence of alcohol, the prince vented years of resentment, "I think he just doesn't trust me! He's been guarding against me for thirty years! He's still hanging me on his deathbed!"
"Damn it! Hateful!"
He became more and more excited as he spoke, the alcohol started to take over, and the string of his rationality gradually broke.
Resentment towards his father, uncertainty about the future, and desires that had been suppressed for too long, mixed with alcohol, burned in his body.
"If he doesn't give it to me... can't I just... take it myself?"
The prince's eyes became a little crazy.
Gu Dingming was startled and quickly whispered, "Your Highness, be careful with your words! Walls have ears!"
However, the prince was overwhelmed by alcohol and anger.
He stood up shakily: "Be careful with your words? Humph, these are all my people! What am I afraid of!"
He shook off Gu Dingming's support and stumbled out.
The palace was silent late at night, with only the rustling sound of maple leaves in the autumn wind.
For some unknown reason, the prince walked towards the side hall where Concubine Xiao lived.
Deep down, his resentment towards his father transformed into a twisted desire for revenge and conquest.
His father was unwilling to give it to him, but he insisted on getting involved in it in advance!
He wanted to trample on what the emperor cherished!
He was familiar with the paths in the palace and the intervals between guard changes, and he actually managed to sneak outside Concubine Xiao's palace.
There was still a faint candlelight in the hall.
The prince dismissed his attendants and entered through the door...
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