Emperor Yong buried his head in the brocade quilt, trembling all over.

He tried his best to hold the quilt tightly, but whether it was because his body was too weak or his heart was too cold, his hands and feet were always cold and could not produce any warmth.

He was so horrified that he couldn't tell whether it was reality or a dream.

"Father?"

At this moment, a gentle voice came from far away, followed by a pair of warm hands on his shoulders.

Emperor Yong raised his head in a daze and met the prince's slightly stunned face.

The Crown Prince was just handling state affairs in the Imperial Study when someone around him came to report that the Queen had been summoned to the Yangxin Palace.

He could no longer bear to see his mother suffer any injustice, so he left the memorial behind and hurried to the Yangxin Palace.

I didn't expect that when I came in, my mother was no longer there, but my father seemed to be in a very bad condition.

When the prince saw Emperor Yong's red eyes, he was indeed deeply shocked, because he had never seen Emperor Yong like this, fragile and dazed, with fear in his eyes.

"Zhan'er..."

When Emperor Yong saw the crown prince, he felt as if his heart was being cut by a knife when he thought about how he had poisoned him to death with wine.

He opened his mouth and suddenly noticed the young eunuch following behind the prince.

He looked very young, with an unhealed scar on the left side of his cheek. He stood there respectfully, and although his figure was thin, he was very steady.

This is the Liu Fuzi who implicated the second brother’s life experience.

Although Emperor Yong already knew that the prince was behind this series of events.

But when he saw the prince bring Liu Fuzi in front of him without any hesitation, Emperor Yong knew that the prince's wings had finally grown strong and he was no longer afraid of him, his father.

"When did it start?"

Emperor Yong coughed twice lightly, and suddenly looked at the prince intently.

The prince was stunned at first, but when he noticed the way Emperor Yong looked at Liu Fuzi, he immediately understood.

The emperor was asking him when he started to have the intention of rebellion.

The prince did not hide anything, and looked at Emperor Yong with an open gaze, and said in a deep voice: "Your Majesty, it started two years ago, on Little Fourth's birthday."

When Emperor Yong heard this answer, he couldn't help but shudder all over.

This node is too sensitive. It is where dreams and reality begin to diverge.

"Father, I have always wanted to ask you, if Xiao Si really drowned that day, would you seek justice for Xiao Si?"

"And if the matter of the portrait is not clarified that day, will you be angry and kill your son with poisoned wine?"

When Emperor Yong heard this, his eyes widened in horror!

He pointed at the prince, his fingertips trembling, "Zhan'er, you... why are you also..."

Although the prince didn't know why Emperor Yong reacted so strongly, when he thought of Emperor Yong's irrational appearance that day, he actually had the answer in his mind.

Well, the fact that my father was willing to leave behind the edict of succession has already preserved the last bit of affection between them as father and son.

He will serve his father well until the end of his life, and that's all.

"Father, the Imperial Astronomical Observatory has chosen an auspicious date, and after consultation with the cabinet ministers, the coronation ceremony will be held on the auspicious eighth day of June."

"I have been learning how to be a king since I was three years old. I will never forget your teachings. Please take good care of yourself. In the future, the world will be peaceful and prosperous, just as you wish."

The prince knelt down solemnly in front of the couch and saluted, then turned and left.

At this moment, dreams and reality overlapped in front of Emperor Yong. After the prince drank the poisoned wine, he saluted him solemnly in the same way, and then he died.

Emperor Yong could not help but feel filled with panic. He hurriedly lifted the quilt and stood up to chase after her, but his legs went weak as soon as he got off the couch.

Huang Pei rushed forward to help when he saw this. When Emperor Yong looked up, the prince was nowhere to be seen in the Yangxin Palace.

Huang Pei felt extremely heartbroken to see Emperor Yong in such a miserable state. Just as he was about to offer some words of comfort, the Emperor Yong's distraught voice rang in his ears.

"I was wrong, I was wrong, Chan'er, Zhan'er, I was wrong..."

The tears fell on Huang Pei's neck, burning him.

This was the first time that Emperor Yong admitted his mistake, but neither the Queen nor the Crown Prince heard it, and they... no longer obsessed with this admission of mistake.

Huang Pei's eyes suddenly felt sore.

Your Majesty, one wrong step leads to another, there is no turning back in this world...

Ever since he met the Queen and the Crown Prince that day, Emperor Yong's spirit became increasingly depressed. He often talked nonsense in his dreams and when he woke up, his face was pale and covered in sweat.

Zou Qi took the patient's pulse every day, but he shook his head secretly every time.

Even gods can’t save this, this is really beyond the reach of gods…

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Five days later, Qiao Diyi finally returned home from Baopilingling. After taking a shower, he fell asleep and slept for a whole day and night.

Qiao Jiaojiao sat on the couch, looking at her second brother's dark face, feeling heartbroken.

[Look at how exposed my second brother is. If Sister Xiao sees this face again, she may not recognize him! ]

[When the eldest sister Xiao got married last time, the second sister Xiao even asked about the news about the second brother.]

[My second brother is really straightforward. After all this time, he didn't even bother to write a letter to Uncle Xiao and say hello to Second Sister Xiao.]

It was dark outside. Qiao Tianjing knew that Qiao Diyi was going home today, so he put aside the things he was doing and came back early.

Mrs. Qiao prepared a sumptuous meal and the whole family was waiting, but the "protagonist" was sleeping soundly and showed no sign of waking up.

Qiao Zhongguo and Mrs. Qiao came in from outside, and were discussing whether to wake up Qiao Diyi. Qiao Jiaojiao rolled her eyes and suddenly shouted:

"Ah! Sister Xiao, you're here!"

"Second Miss! Erlang is here to show his courtesy!"

Qiao Diyi sat up from the bed and bowed politely without opening his eyes.

"Hahaha!"

Upon seeing this, Qiao Zhongguo burst into laughter, and Mrs. Qiao also laughed so hard that she shook her head.

Qiao Diyi raised his eyelids and saw that there was no Second Miss at all. She was sleeping soundly in her own home!

"Hahaha, hahaha! Look how scared second brother is! He's terrified!"

Qiao Jiaojiao rubbed her belly and rolled on the floor with laughter.

Qiao Diyi finally realized that it was his little sister who was scaring him!

"Little sister, you are already making fun of your second brother!"

Qiao Diyi pounced over and tickled Qiao Jiaojiao's armpits, making her cry out in pain.

"Ouch! I don't dare! I don't dare! Sister Xiao, help me!"

Mrs. Qiao looked at her with a smile for a long time before she "rescued" Qiao Jiaojiao.

After washing up, Qiao Diyi affectionately carried Qiao Jiaojiao to the main room.

Qiao Tianjing and Han Yaxian were already waiting here. Seeing Qiao Diyi coming, Qiao Tianjing hurriedly pulled him to sit down.

Qiao Diyi was flattered, yet inevitably uneasy.

"What's wrong? Brother, I didn't do anything wrong, did I?"

Qiao Zhongguo sat down in the main seat and said with a smile, "Everyone, sit down!"

He raised his glass, smiling, and said with emotion: "It's been a long time since our family has sat together. Come on, let's have a drink!"