Chapter 249 Why
At this moment, Zhao Huailang slowly loosened his hand, as if he had lost all his strength, his face full of daze.
He never doubted his grandfather's feelings for him, so, did his grandfather want to use his own life to exchange for a way out for him and the Cui family?
But this letter came at a very bad time, even before he entered the palace to meet the emperor...
Thinking of this, Zhao Huailang couldn't help but shook his head.
No, given his personality, knowing his grandfather's painstaking efforts would only make him even crazier and more desperate.
After all, from childhood to adulthood, the ones who gave him love and care were always his grandfather and mother, and he... was almost entirely taught by his grandfather.
"Live ambitiously and fight to the fullest!"
My grandfather always said this, and over time, it became ingrained in his bones.
When his thoughts reached this point, Zhao Huailang actually calmed down.
His face was still pale, but at this moment his eyes became firm and resolute.
"Father."
Zhao Huailang raised his head and looked at his father, the king of a country, who had never been close to him after the case.
"Father, Zhen is stupid and foolish. She only thinks about the jealousy in the inner house and has no idea what I am doing."
"Mu'er is your grandson. He is still very young and relies heavily on his mother. They are the most innocent. I hope that your father will not vent his anger on them no matter what."
As soon as these words were spoken, Emperor Sheng immediately realized that something was wrong.
He stood up suddenly and said in a cold voice: "Second brother, what do you want to do?"
Zhao Huailang bowed his head and bowed deeply. When he looked up again, tears appeared in his eyes. He said loudly:
"A man cannot stand without trust. Even common people are like this, let alone the ruler of a country?"
"Father, I want to ask you, you clearly promised my grandfather that you would pass the throne to me, why did you go back on your word?"
Such a questioning tone, even without caring about mentioning the secret of the past in front of court officials and outsiders, made Emperor Sheng's eyes widen instantly.
The next moment, anger swept over him, and Emperor Sheng shouted, "Zhao Huailang!"
There was no fear on Zhao Huailang's face anymore. In fact, the moment he said this, he felt that the anger and resentment that had been in his chest for many years had finally found an outlet.
He no longer has the possibility of succeeding to the throne, and even after leaving the imperial study today, he can no longer maintain his status as a prince.
In this case, as long as Zhen and Mu'er are safe, he doesn't care...
Royal family status and wealth are ultimately elusive, and now, he only wants an answer.
Let me ask a question for the little child who followed his elder brother eagerly, the young boy who stayed up all night preparing birthday gifts to please his father, and the young man who was so frustrated that he hurt himself: why!
Seeing that Zhao Huailang not only had no remorse but even wanted to speak again, Emperor Sheng became furious. He suddenly grabbed the paperweight on the jade table and threw it hard at Zhao Huailang.
Emperor Sheng still had some rationality left, and the paperweight was thrown towards Zhao Huailang's left shoulder. As long as he turned slightly, he could avoid it.
But at this moment, Zhao Huailang was like a wooden sculpture. He neither dodged sideways nor raised his hand to stop. He just knelt straight in the spot.
Bang--
Zhao Huailang took the angry blow head-on.
The paperweight hit his shoulder hard, and the dull sound of the impact echoed in the empty palace.
In an instant, severe pain spread throughout the body.
Zhao Huailang's face turned pale as paper in an instant, but he clenched his teeth and forced the groan of pain that was about to burst out back into his stomach, without making the slightest sound.
Emperor Sheng opened his mouth slightly. It would be a lie to say that he didn't feel regretful and sad at this moment.
But the emperor cannot bow his head.
He thought that after such a hard blow, the second brother would know to shut up.
However, under the gaze of everyone, Zhao Huailang endured the severe pain and slowly straightened his body to his knees inch by inch.
Although his movements were a little slow due to the pain, he was determined to face death.
His throat rolled slightly, as if he had swallowed down the surging pain, and then he continued speaking:
"Father, ever since I can remember, I have known that my life's honor and favor all depend on your will."
"For more than twenty years, I have never been lazy. I have mastered the six arts of a gentleman, calligraphy, classics, history, and even swords, spears, and halberds. I am proficient in them all and can handle them with ease."
"I have learned everything that my elder brother and third brother know, and I can also easily master what they have not touched upon."
"I only hope that Your Majesty will have mercy on me. Even if it's just a word of praise, or even if Your Majesty just nods at me, I will be happy for a few days."
At this point, Zhao Huailang couldn't help but let out a bitter laugh, but Emperor Sheng was already stunned and even forgot to say anything to stop him.
Such a journey sounded so familiar that there was even a hint of trance on Emperor Sheng's face. He felt that the person who spoke in the hall was not Zhao Huailang, but his former self.
Zhao Huailang didn't stop.
"However, day after day, year after year, the emperor's gaze never rests on me. I am terrified, blaming myself, questioning myself, wondering what I did wrong to deserve such cold treatment from the emperor."
"After my eldest brother passed away, I thought that I could finally get some warmth from my father, and that it was time for him to fulfill his promise."
"But, Father turned his gaze to my third brother and looked at Ye'er..."
"Father, I really don't understand!"
Zhao Huailang suddenly took two steps forward on his knees, raised his head, and tears welled up in his eyes.
"If you love and care for my eldest brother so much, you are now wholeheartedly wanting to pass the throne to my eldest brother's son."
"Then why didn't you take good care of my elder brother? As a result, my elder brother, with his frail body, had to deal with heavy government affairs and chronic illness, and finally died young in his prime due to exhaustion at his desk!"
"Otherwise, I would not have had such delusional thoughts and extravagant hopes. I could not get what I wanted, and I would not have been able to sleep all night. My thoughts were like a tangled mess, and I was filled with grievances and resentment. Even today, in endless resentment and despair, I know I will die, but I still cry and ask in front of the palace!"
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