Chapter 463: Naive

The sun is shining, and there are no stars in the vast sky.

Only after sunset do the remaining stars and the moon shine brightly.

She was the crown prince of Dai Viet and the hope for the future of the dynasty.

And they were just backup options, just substitutes to prevent the royal family from causing chaos and the country from being in turmoil after her accidental death.

The more the better, anyone can do it.

Bei Jingyu has always known this and has always been self-aware.

That little bit of unwillingness is like a seed, curled up in the mud. If there is no water, it will never take root and sprout.

Reluctant, but powerless.

And at some point, Aye finally saw him. The certainty that came to him after fourteen years was such a great temptation.

He was dazzled by the prosperity of the past few months, as if his accumulation of strength had paid off, and he suddenly became someone who could be mentioned on par with his elder sister.

But...he just wanted to be seen.

I don't want to gamble on that overwhelming power, especially... at the cost of brothers killing each other and blood ties turning against each other.

He shook his head and murmured, "No..."

The boy sobbed and cried: "I don't want to..."

"Let's stop fighting, okay?"

"Mother, let's admit defeat. If we stop the loss in time, it won't happen again."

His moist eyes looked at his mother clearly, without inheriting any ambition from his parents.

He is just a kid who wants to be affirmed, why was he pushed into this situation?

It's all his fault. He was so overwhelmed by the benefits he got that he didn't consider that the price he paid was something he couldn't afford.

Zhang Jieyu lowered her head and saw him crying, and she felt a little regretful.

My son is too pure and kindhearted. He is a good person, but he is not suitable for the throne.

If there is no one to protect you, you will be torn to pieces by those evil spirits.

If she hadn't coaxed him at the beginning and explained all the pros and cons to him in detail, he would definitely not be willing.

Zhang Jieyu closed her eyes, the slightest bit of heartache in her heart being corroded by desire.

So what if he doesn't want to? Did she give birth to the royal heir because she likes having children?

The voice was extremely cold when he spoke: "You don't want to?"

"You don't want to be of any use."

Zhang Jieyu understood the child she raised well and pointed out his naivety without hesitation.

"Don't tell me you just want to be in the spotlight. Being in the spotlight has its price."

Zhang Jieyu stood up and approached Bei Jingyu.

"It's fine if you die, but all the followers who stand behind you will be implicated by you."

"Me, your great-grandfather, your cousins ​​from the Zhang family, and your fiancée, and these are just the ones that count."

"That countless group of people will all be implicated by your incompetence, just because you retreat."

She also squatted down, looking straight at him, and gently stroked his cheek, her sharp and delicate nails with bright red nail polish scratching through his hair.

Just like when he was a child and acted unreasonably, she patiently guided her young, ignorant child who did not listen to her mother.

The gentle voice seemed to lull him to sleep: "Yuer, our family's life depends on you. Will you choose your siblings, or your in-laws, and the friends who support you?"

On the rusty scale, a person and a group of people tilted with a creaking sound.

Bei Jingyu's eyes were empty and there were still traces of tears on his face. Zhang Jieyu knew that her carefree child had finally left when he was fourteen years old.