At this time, Jun Ze in the room did not leave immediately. Instead, he picked up the wine beside him and started drinking it, with a hint of pain in his eyes.
Indeed, the reason why Junze took so much trouble to disguise himself was not to play the pig and eat the tiger, nor was it to sit on the mountain and watch the tigers fight so that he could reap the benefits.
It's just that he really didn't want to be the emperor, but his third brother didn't think so. He even believed from the bottom of his heart that he was a stumbling block for him to ascend to the throne.
"Your Highness, do you really want to continue pretending?"
After Buye saw the people in the wing leave, his brows knitted uncontrollably together: "Although I know Your Highness is reluctant to claim the throne, the Third Prince is really going too far."
"Before the end of this month, the Third Prince has already sent assassins to break into the mansion five times at night, attempting to take Your Highness's life."
"Your Highness has no intention of fighting with him, yet he has repeatedly attempted to murder Your Highness. Can Your Highness truly tolerate this?"
Junze didn't respond, but just drank his wine sip after sip: "Did Mr. Xu speak for me again at the morning court today?"
Buye nodded upon hearing this, and added, "Your Highness, you know that Old Xu has always hoped that you can cheer up and inherit the throne."
When Jun Ze heard this, the image of Xu Wenlang with a white beard vaguely emerged in his mind, and a myriad of thoughts suddenly ran through his mind: "After all, I failed him."
He was not stupid, so he naturally did not believe that the emperor in the palace was really unaware of what Jun Yan had done, and was just condoning it, forcing the three brothers to kill each other.
Otherwise, why would the eldest brother be transferred out and granted military power at such a critical moment? How could the power seekers not know that raising a wolf would bring harm?
Unfortunately, his third brother had long been blinded by the imperial power and thought that his father truly doted on him.
And Big Brother...
Junze couldn't help but think of that day in the palace when his elder brother solemnly promised his father that within three years, he would conquer the southern barbarians and make them submit.
Perhaps he is a rare wise ruler, at least much more suitable than his cowardly character.
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