When Ye Jinghe was just beginning to remember things, the woman in Changchun Palace didn't have any children of her own yet. She cared about him quite a bit, arranging for many palace servants to take care of him and checking on him every day.
But not long after, she became pregnant and was about to have her own child. The number of people taking care of him decreased by more than half, and she went from visiting him every day to visiting him only once every two or three days.
Later, the imperial physician diagnosed that her child was a prince. The number of people caring for him decreased again; they visited him every two or three days, and then only remembered him every eight or ten days.
Later, Ye Jingning was born, and the number of palace servants who were specifically responsible for taking care of him was reduced to two. She might not even come to see him once every one or two months.
Her attitude towards him was the same as the attitude of the palace servants in Changchun Palace towards him.
Besides her indifference, there were two other people in the palace who particularly loathed him.
Weiyang Palace and Donggong Palace are both far from Changchun Palace, but the brother and sister would occasionally appear at Changchun Palace to vent their anger on him.
His situation at Changchun Palace worsened because of the siblings.
His caregivers, eager to please the siblings, frequently tormented him. The other palace servants either ignored it or became accomplices.
That woman knew everything, but she chose to ignore it.
From the whispers of the siblings and the palace servants, he learned just how wretched his background was.
His birth mother betrayed her former master, hoping to rise in status through her son, and the emperor also considered him a stain and didn't want to see him. His adoptive mother had her own child, and he became a burden.
Although he was a prince, he lived a life worse than that of pigs and dogs.
“If it were before, when Consort Shu didn’t have children, she might have cared about you, but now that she has her own child, a prince, you have no value to her!”
"It's not just worthless; you might even compete with the Seventh Prince for his things in the future, becoming his enemy. How could Consort Shu tolerate that?"
"Things without value don't deserve to live in this world!"
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He had heard similar words many times in Changchun Palace, and they were etched into his memory.
Therefore, even though his brother treated him very well after he was brought back to the Eastern Palace, he dared not slack off in the slightest.
He wanted to be a valuable person, someone useful to his brother, so that his brother would never give up on him.
But he soon discovered the harsh reality.
Although he did not suffer from epilepsy, he was poisoned, and there was no cure for the poison, which would accompany him for the rest of his life.
His mind felt like it was being constantly gripped by something, a dull ache throbbing within him. If provoked, he was more likely to lose his composure.
He became a problem.
But his brother didn't mind his trouble. Instead, he tried to find an antidote for him. Knowing that the fragrance would irritate him, he forbade the concubines and maids in the palace from using fragrance outside.
His older brother knew he would pretend to be crazy and that he wasn't a good kid, but he was still willing to be kind to him.
If the suffering he endured before was the price he paid for meeting his brother, then he was willing to accept it.
Because of his brother's kindness to him, he went from being a pitiful little thing in the eyes of the palace staff to becoming the envy of many princes and princesses, and some concubines even dreamed of raising him under their own names.
He would certainly not agree, because he knew very well that everything he had now was given to him by his brother.
Therefore, everything he owns, including himself, belongs to his brother.
He wanted to be the sharpest knife in his brother's hand, clearing obstacles for him.
The older brother only needs to sit upright in the hall, elegant and noble, without getting dirty in the slightest.
He had the determination and ability to give everything for his brother, but his brother didn't need him.
Because his brother had a better knife by his side, a knife named Xie Chang'an, who was his lifelong enemy.
The first time he met Xie Chang'an, he particularly disliked that guy, always feeling that he would steal the most important thing from him.
Later, it turned out that his intuition was correct, because Xie Chang'an had taken away his beloved brother.
The two years my brother spent in northern Xinjiang were the two years they were separated for the longest time.
My brother didn't take him, but he took Xie Chang'an instead. It must be because he's not as useful as Xie Chang'an.
Those two years felt like an eternity to him.
No sooner had his brother left than his good father, the emperor, began targeting him, eager to expel him from the Eastern Palace.
He wasn't incapable of leaving the Eastern Palace, but his elder brother needed to speak up for him personally; the emperor couldn't, and he wasn't qualified.
However, the reason he regarded the Eastern Palace as his home was because of his brother's existence. When his brother was not around, the Eastern Palace meant nothing to him.
So for those two years, he simply lived in the guard camp, training the soldiers day and night. He was determined to train a fierce and powerful army to prove his worth to his brother and let him know that he was far more useful than Xie Chang'an.
During the two years his brother was gone, many strange people appeared around him. They all liked to say self-righteous things, such as that his brother only used him as a pawn or that his brother was just using him.
He wasn't angry at all when he heard that.
Because none of them knew how much he wanted to be the most powerful pawn and the sharpest knife in his brother's hands!
He couldn't be happier that his brother would make more of a use of him!
In his heart, his brother was like the bright moon hanging high in the sky. He only regretted that the bright moon hung high and did not shine on him alone. If his brother was willing to use him, that would be his honor.
As for those who harbored ill will towards his brother, he naturally sent them to meet the King of Hell.
Later, his older brother finally came back, and he became the happy child who was loved by his older brother again.
However, his happiness did not last long. Strange phenomena appeared in the sky, and there were prophecies that were unfavorable to his brother.
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