Extra 082 The peak of the king is paved with countless corpses
When he was fifteen years old, the Ninth Prince returned to the capital!
He left quietly, and returned just as quietly, without even arousing anyone's suspicion, because...
In the years since the Ninth Prince was away, there has been someone living in the palace on his behalf. The Ninth Prince still lives in the rich but deserted palace in the imperial palace. The palace has not changed because of the Ninth Prince's departure or return.
It was not until this moment that the Ninth Prince realized that he had been away for so many years and no one knew about it. It turned out that his existence was so insignificant.
Descendants of the royal family of the previous dynasty? The future emperor of Dongling?
He is nothing now...
Without any discomfort, the Ninth Prince returned to his original life, although it was no longer possible for him to live innocently in the palace like a fifteen-year-old boy.
Three years, three years in the palace, the Ninth Prince has become accustomed to his double life, and also accustomed to wandering between day and night...
He began to accumulate strength and secretly reserve power.
Those people said that he was stranded on the island by accident. Those people killed all those who participated in the incident, including Yuan Bo who betrayed him, but what does this have to do with him?
He knew that he had members of the Lan clan around him who could be used; he knew that his father had left him many connections, and he knew that with his status, he didn't need to do anything to gain a strong power, but...
None of these belong to him. What others give him can be taken back. Only what belongs to him is truly his.
"When I think about it, I feel lucky that I didn't die." The Ninth Prince shook his head...
He had encountered countless dangers in his life, and the number of people who died for him and the number of people he had killed was too numerous to count. He was able to get to where he is today only because he had a persistence in his heart...
To survive on the island.
After leaving, he was influenced by the people of the previous dynasty and was determined to unify the four countries at all costs.
It's too serious to say that he was influenced by the people of the previous dynasty. It should be said that when he had no faith to live, those people gave him a goal...
If he didn't have the status of a descendant of the previous dynasty and the heavy burden of unifying the four kingdoms, he would not have been able to survive that period.
"Life is sometimes amazing. You never know what you will encounter in the next second, just like... before I met you, I never knew that I would have such a day."
The Ninth Prince held Feng Qingchen in his arms, his heart filled with emotion...
He told Feng Qingchen that he was stranded on the island by accident, but in fact he knew very well that his appearance on the island was not an accident at all, but his mother's intention...
Even Yuan Bo's handover, betrayal, and those scenes of violence and violence were all arranged by his mother in order to destroy his beliefs, turn him into a puppet, and let him live with the belief of unifying the four kingdoms. When he succeeds, she will use these to defeat him...
He didn't blame his mother. As a princess of the royal family, there was nothing wrong with her doing whatever it took to restore her country. She had her own choice, as long as she didn't regret it. As for who would win in the end, it was not up to her to decide...
Even if he is a chess piece, he will not always be willing to stay on the chessboard and be manipulated by others. If you want to control his life, you have to be able to bear the consequences of his backlash.
He knew everything that happened to his mother in the imperial mausoleum, and he was aware of Feng Qingchen's means of revenge and acquiesced to it.
Feng Qingchen always worried that Madam Min was his mother, which actually made...
He no longer considered that woman his mother. However, he did not want that woman to die, nor did he want her to go crazy, because living in pain and despair was more terrible than death.
He wants that woman to regret it for the rest of her life!
With a long sigh, the Ninth Prince leaned his head on Feng Qingchen's shoulder and said, "Qingchen, I'm tired. Can you let Naibao take over?"
I'm really tired, that's why I want to abdicate and let Naibao succeed me.
The throne, power... He had wanted them very much, but after getting them he realized that they were not important.
"Hold on for another two years." Feng Qingchen's heartache disappeared because of Uncle Jiu's words. He patted Uncle Jiu's shoulder and said, "You told me so much, not just to let me persuade Naibao to succeed to the throne, right?"
"Uh..." The Ninth Prince didn't say anything.
Not refuting it means that this is the fact.
"Your son will cry." Feng Qingchen didn't know whether to laugh or cry. She felt sorry for the Ninth Uncle, but she also loved her own son.
"That kid has grown up, and handles things like a superior. He can really sit firmly on the throne." How could his son be like an ordinary person? Even if the young master succeeded to the throne, the Ninth Prince would not worry that Naibao would not be able to sit firmly on the throne.
"But he is still young. Didn't you agree to wait until Naibao is eighteen years old before letting him succeed to the throne?" Is the Ninth Prince suffering from laziness?
No, the Ninth Prince wanted Naibao to succeed to the throne every now and then. He really didn't want to be the emperor and didn't want to spend his time and energy on handling these official affairs.
"When I was his age, I could already take care of myself." The Ninth Prince emphasized again that Naibao is really not that small anymore.
At least when he was as old as Naibao, no one treated him as a child.
"If you can convince him, I have no objection." Facing the Ninth Uncle, Feng Qingchen had no choice but to surrender.
Well, compared to her son, she felt more sorry for the Ninth Uncle, so...
At this time, the son was sacrificed.
Huchu, huchu...
Naibao, who was dealing with the aftermath, sneezed several times in a row, rubbed his nose, smelled the fragrance of flowers in the air, and snorted several more times...
"Where does this disgusting floral scent come from... The first thing I will do when I ascend to the throne is to pluck all the flowers in and outside the city." Huchu... Huchu.
The baby kept sniffing all the way, and I always felt something was wrong!
Well, there was nothing wrong with that, he was just unlucky and didn't like the smell of flowers.
Of course, unlike his father's strange pollen allergy, he simply hated the smell of flowers. No matter what kind of flower it was, he would sniffle as soon as he smelled it.
Because of his father's quirk, the owners of the major mansions in the capital dug up all the flowers and replaced them with grass and trees. For several years, the ladies in the capital had no flowers to enjoy. If they wanted to enjoy flowers, they had to go out of the city.
Naibao had long been accustomed to the fact that there was no scent of flowers in the capital, so once he left the city and smelled the scent of wild flowers, he would sniff non-stop...
Speaking of which, this is really a tragedy, at least that's what Mengbao said about him, because he is so much like his father.
Uh... in some ways, Naibao discovered that he was indeed quite similar to his father. His father had some strange habits, which were all his inheritance, while Mengbao was fine.
It’s so unfair!
Naibao gritted his teeth, but when he thought of the cute baby suffering in the imperial mausoleum, he felt distressed again...
Forget it, I won’t bother Mengbao anymore. Who knows, that little girl will probably cry her eyes out.
cry?
The milk baby really underestimates the cute baby.
It wasn't her first time going to the imperial mausoleum, so why should she cry?
Mengbao is very brave. Although she is afraid of ghosts, she can still eat, drink and sleep well in the imperial mausoleum. She even gets to know the guards around her and chats with them every day.
The guards complained bitterly. They could not find any words to coax this little ancestor. Was she coming to the imperial mausoleum to reflect on her sins or to vacation?
Today I grilled meat in the Imperial Mausoleum, and tomorrow I grilled sweet potatoes in the Imperial Mausoleum. I completely treated the Imperial Mausoleum as a holiday village, played like crazy every day, rolled around in the ground like a wild girl, and seemed to be enjoying myself so much that I didn't want to leave...
"Little princess, if the queen knew, she would be unhappy." The secret guard jumped out and told Meng Bao tactfully that the secret guards were watching her every move, so don't go too far...
"Uncle Secret Guard, are you going to tell my mother about me?" Meng Bao didn't play dumb and asked directly. The Secret Guard struggled for a moment and said, "I am ordered to protect the princess and record her reflections on her life."
He wasn't complaining, he was just recording the details, that's all.
"So, mother really has someone watching me." Meng Bao held his head with both hands, looking extremely shocked: "What's wrong with mother? I just made a small mistake and was punished so severely. It was obviously not like this before..."
"Uncle Secret Guard, if Mother knew that I'm not here to reflect on my sins, would she come in person?" Meng Bao looked at the Secret Guard with a hint of longing.
She wasn't as happy as she seemed, nor was she having as much fun as she seemed, she just...
She wanted to know whether her mother was really angry or just pretending to be angry. So she played crazily and made trouble, hoping that her mother would come out and teach her a lesson or give her a beating, but she just didn't want to leave her alone in the imperial mausoleum.
Being alone here, she would be scared and worried...
"Doesn't my mother want me anymore? Why is she so angry? What else did I do wrong?"
Meng Bao grabbed her hair in annoyance, pulling her pretty braids into a mess. But she couldn't figure out how serious her crime was that her mother threw her into the imperial mausoleum.
"The world of adults is so complicated. I just don't understand what I did wrong to make my father agree to lock me up in the imperial mausoleum." Meng Bao started to cry as he thought about it...
Her mother wanted her to go back and forth to the imperial mausoleum, and she dared not not come, but...
She really couldn't figure it out. Were the mistakes she made really serious enough that she had to come to the imperial mausoleum to reflect on herself?
"Will the Queen Mother no longer want me?"
Thinking of this, Mengbao suddenly became scared...
If her father and mother didn't want her anymore, would she be very pitiful? Would she become a wild child like Lan Mo...
"No, no, mother... father, I know I was wrong. Please don't leave me alone in the imperial mausoleum. Don't abandon me. I don't want to be alone."
"Mother, what mistake did I make? Please tell me and I will never make it again."
"Wow, wow, wow... Mother, Mengbao is scared alone."
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After a few days of crazy play, Meng Bao finally officially entered the period of reflection, and when the Ninth Prince and Feng Qingchen saw the news from the secret guards, their hearts ached...