"Hahaha." The emperor laughed happily, then wrote his name [Bei Ming Jue] on the paper, "You, are still a little flatterer."
Although he knew that Chang'an said this on purpose, the emperor was very pleased. Who doesn't want to hear nice words?
Bei Mingxuan, lying on the bed, listened to every word of the conversation between the emperor and Chang'an after he entered the room. He couldn't help laughing several times.
If he hadn't heard that the emperor had something else to say to Chang'an, he would have woken up long ago.
"Alright." The emperor didn't move towards Bei Mingxuan anymore, but sat directly on the middle armchair. "I've already written the names, you can say those [highly treasonous] words now."
Changan chuckled, "Father, you are so smart. You don't need to guess. Changan is going to say something extremely treasonous. It's too powerful."
"!!!" The emperor was stunned, then the smile on his face became more intense, and then he shook his head helplessly.
At this moment, he didn't seem to be particularly looking forward to what Chang'an would say.
Instead, he was enjoying Chang'an's playful look at this moment. Seeing such a lively woman, he seemed to see the young Nangong Qiuya again.
But there is only Gu Qingfeng in Nangong Qiuya's heart.
In order to make Nangong Qiuya happy, he had no choice but to fulfill her wish.
However, the emperor only had a possessive desire for Concubine Tong. After completely possessing her, he seemed unwilling to have more contact with her, especially after Nangong Qiuya's death, the emperor seemed to have forgotten Concubine Tong.
"Changan, has anyone ever said that you look a lot like your mother?"
Chang'an was stunned. She didn't react. Why did the topic suddenly turn to her mother?
After thinking for a moment, Changan said, "My father once said that although my mother and I have some similarities, upon closer inspection, we are still more different than before. It's just that my mother and I have similar temperaments, so my father often said that when he saw me, it was like seeing Nangong Qiuya in the past."
"Yes." The emperor was a little dazed. "You and your mother are both lively and naughty people. Once you meet them, you will never forget them. You are rare and exquisite people."
Chang'an noticed this and felt more and more that he was being led astray by the emperor. "Why mention my mother? I've never seen her. It's better to talk about what's happening right now."
"Right now?" The emperor seemed to have forgotten Bei Mingxuan and was still lying on the bed, suffering from a severe cold.
Changan sighed, and the playfulness on his face disappeared without a trace, and sadness instantly replaced happiness. "To be honest, Changan feels that Changan is your child, and the person lying on the bed is from another family.
You see, when you first entered the room, you only asked about your son's condition, and then you didn't seem worried at all."
"Really?" The emperor disagreed.
"Yes." Chang'an continued, "So, when you just said that your son would die young, you worried that it would delay my life? Only you said that, and Mother would never think so."
"That's not necessarily true." The emperor wanted to argue, "Concubine Tong thinks you are better than others. If it weren't for me, she wouldn't let you marry Xuan'er. Didn't you hear what Concubine Tong said on the winter solstice?"
"Yes, I heard it. Of course I know that Mother is doing this for my own good." Chang An thought for a moment, "But it's different now. Or rather, it has never been different before. In Mother's heart, her son comes first.
In this respect, Mother and you are different. You have more than one son, ten, twenty, but Mother only has one son, Bei Mingxuan."
"Are you saying that she doesn't have me in her heart?" The emperor was unhappy. "I remember that you said in the Empress Dowager's Fushou Palace that Concubine Tong was very important because I was still important in his heart."
What kind of logic is this? We're talking about a child, but the emperor's isn't Concubine Tong's child...
Of course, Changan was just thinking about this. Is he looking for death?
"Yes." Chang'an said as a matter of course, "But why don't you think about how sad your mother's life was.
Her husband never belonged to her in this life. She had to share him with many women. Even if she was unhappy in her heart, she still had to put on a smile and watch the man she loved leave, go to another woman's room, and have sex with another woman.
Gradually, she realized that she could not rely on this man, especially since he was an emperor.
"The love of an emperor has always been cold and indifferent," the emperor said calmly. "Since she has chosen the honor and favor of the palace, she must make certain sacrifices. There is no such thing as having your cake and eating it too."
“So, after the mother had a son, of course all her thoughts and hopes were on him.
But she endured the pain that no one else could bear, because she knew that her son was born with a short life.
You can imagine how miserable my mother must be feeling."
This time the emperor didn't say anything. It's not that he didn't know what Chang'an said, but he just didn't want to think about it.
Especially when he thought about the fact that she had joked and laughed with Prince Yi more than once, that look was really eye-catching. Although he did not love Concubine Tong, he had to admit that he was jealous, jealous of Prince Yi, jealous of Concubine Tong's smile to Prince Yi.
He hated it even more. He hated his ministers for praising King Yi, and he hated King Yi even more for protecting his concubine. How could it be his turn to protect his own woman?
So many years ago, he designed King Yi and Yi Tong.
It was only told to outsiders that Yi Tong was skilled in witchcraft, and that was why she was banished to the cold palace.
"I'm not careful, so who can I blame?" The emperor's tone didn't contain any regret for Concubine Tong and Bei Mingxuan. "In this palace, everyone is walking on thin ice. Even I, who have been in this position for many years, am still cautious. If I have to blame anyone, it's only my own stupidity."
"Those who were wrongfully killed deserved it, didn't they?" Chang'an raised his eyebrows. "You are so cruel."
The emperor shook his head, the smile on his lips was extremely mocking, "Chang'an, it's not that I'm cruel, it's that position that forces me to be cruel. If I relax or soften my heart even a little bit, that would be cruel to myself.
If you were sitting in that position, I believe that your choice would be the same as mine. Of course, those words can only be thought about in your heart and will not be spoken out loud.
Now I tell you, this is the first time I have said such words, and it will be the last time I will say such words."
Chang'an stopped talking. She just looked at Bei Mingxuan lying on the bed in a daze, thinking to herself, if this is really the case, I wonder if Bei Mingxuan will do as the current emperor said?
The emperor was suspicious by nature, and when he saw Chang'an staring at Bei Mingxuan so intently, all kinds of thoughts came to his mind.
His eyes narrowed slightly. "Chang'an, are you wondering if one day in the future, when Bei Mingxuan becomes the emperor of Shuzhou, will he become just as cruel and unrecognizable to you?"
Chang'an's head shuddered and he immediately became alert.
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