Upon hearing this, Madam Wei quickly grabbed Prince Li's hand and said, "Li'er, Jiaojiao is very sick right now, you need to understand what is more important!"

Children are blood relatives and a gift from God, and cannot be replaced by anything.

"The emperor asked you to stay at home, so you should stay at home. The patrol camp is hard and tiring, so don't go. Listen to your mother, ah."

Mrs. Wei spoke earnestly, hoping only that her child would be safe and the family would be harmonious, and she had no other extravagant requests.

Zong Zhengli's eyes slowly dropped.

There are many things he wants to do, but he has to consider his mother's wishes...

Let him stay at home, doing nothing all day, living like a useless person? What is the meaning of his existence? What is his value?

When you are alive, you have to do something.

"Mom..." He pursed his lips, "I've been in the patrol camp for more than three months, and many things depend on me..."

"How can I be inseparable? Without you, will the Patrol Battalion cease to exist?" Madam Wei looked at him with cloudy eyes, "Tell me the truth, you joined the Patrol Battalion to work, do you still want to climb up?"

My thoughts were immediately revealed.

He opened his mouth and closed it again: "Mom..."

After two seconds of hesitation, Mrs. Wei had seen through his thoughts.

"Son!" She held onto Li Wang's hand tightly, "I've told you so many times not to snatch or fight for things. Those things don't belong to you. You must not even think of fighting for them. Otherwise, you'll be in big trouble sooner or later and encounter misfortune!"

There was a tremor in her voice as she pleaded, and tears welled up in the corners of her eyes.

"You are an idle prince who is indifferent to fame and fortune, and you don't fight or compete. You have no worries about food and drink in your life. Is there anything you are not satisfied with?"

"Have you forgotten how we got through these years?"

Because he was the son of a palace maid, he was not welcomed since childhood and lived a very hard life.

"Before her death, your mother entrusted you to me, hoping that you could grow up safely and healthily. She didn't need you to be a high-ranking official or hold any power, she just wanted you to be safe, Li'er!"

She sighed heavily, her voice choking with sobs.

From childhood to adulthood, the idea of ​​not fighting has been deeply rooted in Zong Zhengli's mind.

But, can we really have peace if we don’t fight or compete?

This time, Zong Zhengli wanted to resist.

He looked directly at Madam Wei and said, "Mom, my mother was looked down upon because of her low status. If I were like this, my child would follow my old path."

Madam Wei said, "As long as we are safe, that's all that matters! As long as we are alive and as a family, that's the most important thing!"

"Without power, how can there be peace? How can there be happiness? How can one protect the people one wants to protect?"

"But you can't win against them. If you become a threat to them, you will die! If you are not afraid of death, go ahead and fight. When the time comes, I will use a white silk to end my life!"

Madam Wei angrily shook off Zong Zhengli's hand.

"mother!"

Zong Zhengli's heart tightened, and he hurriedly took two steps forward, grabbing her wrinkled hands, his eyes filled with half pain and half heartache.

He wanted to fight for it. Only by fighting for it could he clear his mother's name, get what he wanted, and protect the people he loved.

But he didn't dare to fight for it. He knew Madam Wei's good intentions. He grew up drinking Madam Wei's blood. He was unwilling to let her down.

Stuck in the middle, unable to move forward or retreat.

Dilemma.

Finally, he closed his eyes tightly and nodded with difficulty: "Mom, I promise you, I won't fight or compete, I don't want anything, I will stay at home with you honestly and won't go anywhere."

After hearing this, Mrs. Wei felt a little relieved.

"Li'er, I know you are a smart child, but I hope you are safe..."

What mother in the world would watch her child take risks?

well!

She sighed heavily, took Zong Zhengli's hand with her left hand, took Qin Jiaojiao's hand with her right hand, and held them together:

"Li'er, stay with Jiaojiao. If your mother in heaven sees you, she will definitely be very happy."

Qin Jiaojiao curled her lips and smiled happily as if she had succeeded: "Thank you, mother!"

Zong Zhengli pursed his lips, lowered his eyes, and his heart seemed to have fallen into a bottomless abyss.

He felt extremely depressed and dull in this mansion. The moral rules framed him tightly, bound his hands and feet, and made him unable to move.

No one understands him.

No one...