My father is Tang Jingyao. I have never seen my mother since I was born.
I don’t know who my mother is. Whenever I ask about her, my father will proudly tell me that my mother’s name is Zhao Qingxue and she is the current queen.
Whenever this happened, I would sneer. I thought he was crazy about women and even dared to spread rumors about the queen.
The Queen is recognized as the most beautiful woman in Dayong for more than ten years, and no one has surpassed her. I have never seen her, but she must be very beautiful.
My father is so bold. Although he is good-looking and has many admirers, he doesn't consider his own conditions. How could the most beautiful woman be with him?
If I were the queen's son, I would be a prince. How could I wander around the world and live in the open air like him?
As the Chinese New Year approached, our grandparents sent us a message asking us to go back.
My father burned the letter in silence. I looked at the flickering bonfire, feeling curious about what had happened between my father and my grandparents that had prevented him from going back for more than ten years and from letting me go back either.
After more than ten years, no matter how angry you are, it will have subsided.
My father would disappear for a while from time to time. I had gotten used to it over the years and stayed in the Valley of Divine Doctors, learning medicine from my great-grandfather.
Grandpa Taizu was getting older and older and could no longer run to watch the fun, which he often regretted. I asked him if he had ever seen my mother. He said yes, and that she was the Empress of the current dynasty, the unparalleled pearl of Dayong.
I rolled my eyes. My father actually colluded with my great-grandfather to deceive me. Am I someone who is easy to deceive?
My father and I have a similar face, with a girly appearance. My father said that handsome boys will encounter more dangers, and only by learning martial arts can they protect themselves. I think so too.
From childhood to adulthood, I have encountered too many malicious gazes.
Some people thought I was a girl dressed as a man, with obscene looks.
Someone saw that I was pretty and wanted to trick me into taking him home as a prostitute.
I dealt with these people and told them that handsome men are not to be messed with.
After my fifteenth birthday, my father said he would take me to meet my mother.
I was stunned, nervous and excited. What kind of person would my mother be?
When we arrived in the capital, we first met a man named Sima Lanche, who was a general with great military achievements and now held the second rank.
I also met King Liang, the only king of a different surname in the Dayong Dynasty. He was cold, handsome, and had a strong aura. He looked difficult to deal with, but he was very gentle to me.
I also met the previous previous leader of the martial arts world. I heard that he resigned voluntarily and now stays indoors, not caring about worldly affairs. The young man named Bai Muzhao looked at me curiously and called me "Big Brother".
So familiar? I thought.
I called him younger brother, and he corrected me and asked me to call him third brother.
"Who is the second brother?"
"Of course it's Prince Pei Jinghong of Liang."
The spring waves are green under the sad bridge, and once a startled swan was reflected there. I don’t know why I thought of this poem.
Bai Muzhao said that we have four and five brothers, and we are all brothers from the same mother.
I ran to ask my father for confirmation, and my father nodded. I was furious.
"I have so many brothers who are related by blood, why didn't you tell me?"
The father said innocently: "Do you believe me when I tell you?"
"certainly!"
"Your mother is the Queen."
"I don't believe it, you're talking nonsense."
My father spread his hands, feeling helpless.
Bai Muzhao pulled me and said, "Brother, Uncle Tang didn't lie. Our mother is really the Queen."
I looked at the elders gathered together and became excited.
"So, should we assassinate the emperor and get our mother back now?"
My father held his forehead and said to the two men beside him, "I don't know who this person resembles with such an unruly personality."
King Liang laughed at him: "Just like you, still crying at the age of nineteen."
My father looked guilty.
Is he really still crying at the age of 19? Oh, shame on me.
Sima Lanche said: "My son has been in the army for two years and his personality has become much calmer. Otherwise..." He raised his eyebrows and looked at me with a playful look on his face.
I retreated again and again. The army was full of rough guys. If a delicate man like me went there, wouldn't I be skinned alive?
My father shook his head, and I breathed a sigh of relief, only to hear him say, "I plan to let him take over the business of Hongye Building."
Hongye Tower, the most powerful intelligence organization in Jianghu, is actually run by my dad?
No, isn’t dad really that powerful?
I waited in the capital for another three days and finally met the other three brothers.
The second younger brother is Pei Jinghong, the prince of Liang. He is as cold and handsome as his father, but seems indifferent to everything and not very enthusiastic.
My fourth brother Sima Yuanjun is now one of the eight captains of Kyoto, responsible for the security of Kyoto. Half a month ago, bandits appeared in the suburbs of the capital, and now he has just returned from suppressing the bandits.
My fifth brother is the current crown prince Dongfang Yan. He is gentle and polite yet sharp. I like him the most. He gave me a token, and I can walk around the capital with my own way.
"Today is your mother's Thousand Autumn Banquet. Let's go in with Prince Liang."
This is one of the few opportunities every year for my father to appear in front of my mother openly, and he cherishes it very much.
I watched him change into one red dress after another and match them with accessories. He stood in front of me and asked me nervously.
"Does it look good?"
I nodded honestly: "It looks good."
My father, who is in his thirties, looks like he is in his twenties. His hair is half tied up and falls softly behind him, fluttering in the wind, looking charming and evil.
My father was still not satisfied. He searched through boxes and cabinets for a long time, then drew a fiery red lotus on his forehead and muttered to himself, "Qingxue will definitely like it."
He really cared about the queen named Qingxue, but she didn't want him anymore.
I feel a little sad.
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