He suddenly reached out and grabbed Chu Lang's neck with a mocking tone.
"Because our father, the emperor, needs a chess piece that can legitimately annex the Western Regions!"
Chu Hong's fingers tightened more and more, and Chu Lang's face soon turned the color of liver. His tongue stuck out, and his hands grabbed Chu Hong's arms in vain.
"Ahem...you...what did you say?"
Chu Hong leaned over, his nose almost touching his forehead, and his smile became colder.
"What? You don't understand? Then I'll explain it more clearly."
"The reason my father kept me here wasn't out of concern for our father-son relationship, but because I carry the blood of the Western Regions. As long as I'm alive and the King of the Western Regions still misses my mother, it would be like planting the seeds of division in the Western Regions.
After this, he can control the entire Western Region without bloodshed in the name of 'the prince's return to his fiefdom'..."
When Chu Lang was about to suffocate, he suddenly let go of his hand, allowing him to collapse to the ground like a dead fish, covering his neck and coughing violently.
"Do you think that my father doesn't know about Concubine Xie's targeting of my mother?"
"wrong!"
"He always knew about it and even welcomed it."
"Because the more Noble Concubine Xie makes trouble, the more my mother needs to rely on him, and the more she dares not reveal a word to the Western Regions. And what about me? Seeing my mother being wronged, I naturally hate the Western Regions and Amur."
"Isn't this 'prince' who hates the Western Regions but wants to gain a foothold in the Great Chu the best knife to use?"
It was unclear whether Chu Hong was speaking to himself or Chu Lang with the last sentence. His tone was filled with endless sarcasm.
Chu Hong only figured it out today.
Why has his father always been so lukewarm and indifferent towards him over the years?
Obviously, I have worked hard in all aspects and performed very well.
"I could recite Sun Tzu's Art of War at the age of seven, and I could shoot an arrow through a target from a hundred paces away at the age of ten. Yet, my father never praised me."
Those childhood memories came flooding back like a tide.
He tried so hard to catch up.
But unlike Chu Lang, he could never get any response from his father. It was as if in his eyes, he was an insignificant existence.
Even a princess like Chu Qingluan is more respected than herself.
At first, he really thought that his father was showing favoritism to Chu Qing because of the late queen, and was willing to break precedent and train her as the heir.
He obviously has two sons, himself and Chu Lang!
Why?
Until that day, he heard a rumor that he might not be his father's bloodline. When he thought about the things that had been wrong for so many years, Chu Hong suddenly realized it.
No wonder. That's why!
It’s not that he didn’t work hard enough, but it was destined from the beginning that some things you can’t get no matter how hard you try.
Chu Lang coughed until tears came out, but he still stared at Chu Hong: "You... since you know it, why don't you fight back?"
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