The night was dark and the lights in Zhangtai Hall were bright.
On the high platform, the golden decorations reflecting the candlelight made the majestic figure look even more unattainable, cold and majestic.
The silent air was filled with depression and solemnity.
Fusu, who had just been detoxified, was in a panic, his face became paler, and his eyes were dull and confused.
It's like waiting for the final judgment, but still holding on to a glimmer of hope.
After a long time, the emperor's low and majestic voice slowly sounded.
"I knew someone was going to assassinate me during the Spring Festival, but I still let you preside over the ceremony. Do you know why?"
"I really don't know..."
"Just to confirm whether the rumor that you planned a rebellion at the festival is true or not."
"Father, has it been confirmed?"
"What I want to prove is already obvious."
As soon as the cold words fell, the young man in white clothes below turned pale, his body trembled, and the light in his eyes was completely extinguished.
But the black-robed emperor on the stage turned his back to him.
The figure was as cold and ruthless as his voice, revealing a father's disappointment in his son.
"Fusu, you disappoint me after all."
“…”
Fusu didn't know how he walked out of Zhangtai Palace. His father's words echoed in his ears like a spell.
In the dead silent night, the young man in white wandered aimlessly, without direction and at a loss.
It was like losing the guiding light in his life.
As the eldest son of the Qin Dynasty, Fusu understood the responsibilities he shouldered since he was a child.
He regarded his father as his idol, guiding light and spiritual pillar. Even though he was taught strictly since childhood, he tried his best to study and practice martial arts.
Just to become the most outstanding eldest prince and live up to my father's expectations.
But now, he still disappointed his father...
Fusu smiled bitterly, his whole body shrouded in decadence and depression, no longer the talented and energetic man he was at Xiaoshengxianzhuang.
"Xiao Mu, what's wrong with you? Did the emperor scold you?"
Ying Zhao had just settled his younger siblings and was about to go see his father to reminisce about the past when he happened to run into the distraught young man.
When he saw the person coming, Fusu's inner grievance, sadness and despair burst out in an instant.
At this moment, he looked like a child with red eyes and a choked voice.
"Father doesn't want me anymore..."
Ying Zhao supported the heartbroken young man, thought about what happened during the day, and roughly guessed the reason.
He sighed helplessly, helped the person sit down on a stone bench not far away, and comforted him in a gentle voice.
"You are still as dull and stubborn as you were when you were little, like a piece of wood."
"If your father is angry, just admit your mistakes and act like a spoiled child. You are his biological son, can he really chop you down with a sword?"
“…”
Fusu lowered his head and remained silent.
After a while, he raised his head from the shadows. The moonlight was bright, but it could not clearly reflect the complexity in his eyes.
"Brother, I envy you."
"What do you envy me for?"
"I envy you and the Emperor, who share a deep bond like that of an ordinary father and son. I envy you for your mastery of both civil and military tactics, and your natural talent as an emperor."
"And no matter how hard I try, I can never catch up with you, and I can never satisfy Father..."
The young man in white's tone was bitter, mixed with a hint of jealousy that was hard to conceal.
Even the eldest son, who is known for his gentleness and uprightness, will inevitably become unbalanced when faced with the shadow of his childhood and his father's favoritism.
Ying Zhao is too dazzling.
So dazzling that it makes people despair.
Even though he only appeared for three short years, he still left an indelible mark in Daqin, in the world, and in the heart of his father.
He is like a mountain. Even if he spends half his life climbing it, he still cannot cross it.
When Ying Zhao heard the young man's sour words, he did not get angry, but asked back calmly.
"Do you feel that Father doesn't love you?"
"...Father is the sovereign, and I am his subject. How dare I ask for too much?"
"The ruler is the ruler, the minister is the minister; the father is the father, the son is the son; the son does not know his father, and the father does not know his son."
"It is precisely because you are so self-disciplined and respectful that you revere and respect your father far more than admiration."
"You regard the emperor as your king, so how can he regard you as his son?"
These words were like an epiphany for Fusu, and a glimmer of light rekindled in his dim eyes.
"So...did I do something wrong?"
"There is Fusu on the mountain and Hehua in the marsh. What beautiful names!"
"You are the eldest son of the Emperor. If it weren't out of love, how could I have such high hopes for you?"
"But I ultimately disappointed my father."
Fusu's mood was extremely up and down, and he couldn't help but cover his face and cry.
"Father, I have not rebelled, I have not betrayed you..."
Ying Zhao looked at the young man who was expressing his true feelings, with a look of relief on his face, but he ruthlessly interrupted him the next moment.
"Okay, Xiaomu, save your tears for father tomorrow."
"Sometimes you don't have to force yourself. You are not only a ruler and his subjects, but also a father and son, a family."
"Do you really think that the emperor doesn't trust his own son, but believes those rumors?"
"Then why..."
Fusu looked up blankly, not yet grasping the point of the matter.
Ying Zhao sighed melancholy, feeling really tired.
It is difficult to carve a rotten piece of wood, and the road ahead is long and arduous!
"The emperor controls the world, orchestrates the strategy, and is the chess player."
"And you, as the eldest son of the empire, second only to the emperor and above everyone else, have become a pawn, manipulated at will, without even realizing the mastermind behind the scenes."
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