Why was he sulking? Because he couldn't vent his anger to anyone else, but he had to find someone to talk to, otherwise he would definitely not be able to sleep tonight.
Zhong Zhiheng stood up and walked out of the imperial study. Zhao Ruhai hurriedly followed him and asked, "Your Majesty, where are you going? Dinner is about to be served."
"Forget it. I'll go to the Queen Mother's for dinner." Zhong Zhiheng waved his hand.
"Do we need a sedan chair?" Zhao Ruhai asked hurriedly.
Zhong Zhiheng said nothing, waved his hand and went down the stairs. Zhao Ruhai hurriedly followed him. Knowing that Zhong Zhiheng was going to walk alone, he did not dare to follow too closely, and followed him at a distance.
After exiting Youde Gate, Zhong Zhiheng walked slowly along the neat bluestone road. At this time, the setting sun shone on the entire palace, coating it with a layer of golden color. The palace, which had always been majestic and magnificent, also showed a bit of warmth at this time. Zhong Zhiheng squinted his eyes and looked at the mottled shadows of the trees on the vermilion palace wall. He was a little dazed for a moment.
Once upon a time, he was still a child. At that time, this palace was not a place of power and conspiracy for him. At that time, he thought this was his home. In this home, there were his father and mother. And...his younger brother. Although his parents loved his younger brother more, he was not annoyed. Because his younger brother had a very good relationship with him. The chubby baby liked to stick to him. Whether in the study or in the small training ground, he always said he disliked him, but he loved this little tail very much in his heart.
Their parents are not ordinary parents, and they are not ordinary children either. Just as extraordinary as them are the countless concubines in this palace and their sons. Those children are born to hate them, just like them. Children of the royal family should have the mind of a thirty-year-old at the age of three. Otherwise, how should they grow up in the cannibalistic palace walls?
Only the chubby baby didn't understand these things. His pair of black eyes were so clear and pure that it made people feel distressed and worried. He knew why his parents loved his brother. Who wouldn't like such a spotless baby? Even he liked it, so he was willing to stand in front of his brother in all the bloody storms.
What happened next?
What started the process of the two brothers drifting apart?
Or was he beginning to become dissatisfied and resentful?
It should have been the year of his mother’s 36th birthday. The girl entered the palace for the first time, and his eyes never left her, so he saw clearly who the girl was looking at shyly and for whom she blushed.
That day, the noble young prince knew for the first time what it felt like to be sad and lost. He got drunk for the first time, and for the first time he pushed away the baby he had loved since childhood.
After he sobered up, the baby hurriedly brought him some sobering tea. He had a splitting headache and felt terribly uncomfortable, but the baby foolishly said to him, "Brother, I want to get married."
"How old are you? You haven't even had your crowning ceremony yet," he said, his hands shaking. He tried his best to hide his sexual turmoil, and finally said to the baby who was smiling foolishly, "Put your mind on the right things, and don't let that evil creature get ahead of you and be crowned king."
"Hehe, I don't care whether I get the title of king or not, I just want to marry her," the baby laughed even more foolishly, looking like a useless nympho, "Brother, you said I should go and ask my father and mother to arrange a marriage for me, they will definitely agree, right?"
"Get lost!" He couldn't bear it any longer, and slammed the tea bowl on the table. He looked coldly at the baby who was smiling so brightly that it dazzled him. "If you dare to have such thoughts, don't even mention your father and mother! I will break your legs first!"
"I know, I know. I won't tell you for now. You're being mean to me again," the little girl grumbled, looking unhappy. But after a pause, she smiled and showed her two rows of big white teeth. "Then I'll tell my father and mother about it in two years. Brother, you keep it a secret for me first!"
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Zhong Zhiheng was thinking about the past while walking slowly, until he saw the steps in front of him, he suddenly stopped. He looked up at the three golden characters "Cining Palace" on the plaque, and when he was lost in thought, he saw Bi Qiao coming out quickly.
"Your Majesty, I greet you! May Your Majesty live forever!" Bi Qiao walked up to Zhong Zhiheng and bowed.
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