This world, all things in the world, should listen to his cries at this moment.
Mourn for what he mourns and worry about what he worries about.
When the little prince cried out in grief that there was no other way, the sound pattern disappeared in the sky and echoed on the bricks and stones.
Then through the human figure, penetrate the soul.
There are sixty-six counties in the capital area and hundreds of pavilions in the imperial palace.
Thousands of palace ladies and tens of thousands of subjects all shed tears at this moment, without realizing it.
The Heavenly Stems and Earthly Branches, the royal secret guards, are bound physically and restrained mentally.
Just at this moment, my chest ached and tears kept flowing.
Everyone knew that the prince was a supernatural being, a reincarnation of a god, and the emperor destined by heaven, but few knew that he could influence so many people.
Countless people looked up at the sky.
Feeling the wetness on my face, I asked nervously, "What's wrong? I'm so sad."
"Hey, why are you crying, brother?"
"Ah, I am also in great pain."
Such grief came from the emperor, so he suffered the strongest grief.
This made him unable to even stand up, and he fell into the chair, with his bamboo-like and jade-like hands stroking his face.
Wipe away the crystal tears.
"Yan Chengyu, I will take you there. Is it not okay for me to take you there?" Despair swept over him. There was an abyss in front of the emperor and a cliff behind him.
He stood alone between the horizons, walking on a line as thin as a hair.
He was very smart and careful enough, but his children were equally capable as him in some aspects, and even had their own advantages when the two sides confronted each other.
Be invincible.
The arrogant emperor, the undefeated emperor, suffered a heavy defeat.
This was destined to leave an irreparable scar in Emperor Mingxi's life.
It was also destined to cause this closest father and son to turn against each other.
I want you to live, so I am willing to sacrifice my life.
I want you to live, so I will cut off your sacrifice,
What is happening today is an irreconcilable contradiction.
As long as the little fat boy's life span is limited, they will always stand on opposite sides.
No one can forgive anyone.
But between emperors and emperors, and kings and kings, there will always be a winner.
According to common sense, the winner will always be Emperor Mingxi.
However, in this game, the little fat boy used himself as bait.
He could give up his life and commit suicide in front of His Majesty.
But the emperor, who was high above everyone else, could not do that. He could not bear to see his young son's life threatened.
Crying, begging, helplessness, panic, resentment, and despair.
Circling back and forth in the heart of the most powerful person on earth, the arrogant emperor finally lowered his noble head.
When facing his own children, he bowed his head and admitted defeat with resentment.
The fat baby, who was crying so hard that he couldn't breathe on his own, patted his red face and raised one hand slightly. The scabbard seemed to come to consciousness and fell into his hand.
He is very well behaved and really cute.
Because of the heat and dizziness, the little fat boy couldn't think.
So he slowly placed the scabbard against his forehead, hoping to use the coldness of the meteorite iron to dispel the undying heat for him.
Covering the scabbard with one hand and holding the neck with the other hand, it is a hilarious scene.
One could even see a bit of pity and cuteness in the child with tears hanging on his eyelashes.
His Majesty walked in front, and with every step he took, it felt as if a tremendous force was pressing down on him.
It prevented him from making any progress.
He gritted his teeth and moved forward.
The resentment and slightly distorted expression did not detract from his handsome appearance, but simply made people feel distressed.
The arrogant emperor took off his heavy armor, revealing his soft inner self.
He was heartbroken and hated his youngest son.
The palace maids who came and went were crying, and the emperor's eyes were unfocused. He didn't care how many people came and went.
He walked towards the Hall of Supreme Harmony with desperate steps.
The Queen Mother rushed over and saw her fat grandson about to commit suicide.
If the Empress Dowager had not been truly worried, she would have fainted.
"Yu'er, my dear Yu'er, what are you doing? Did you have a quarrel with your father? Is grandma helping you to teach him a lesson?" The empress dowager was extremely anxious, but when her eyes fell on her son, her face twitched.
The dripping, dark red blood dried up and left a mark on the emperor's chest.
Patricide and filicide? Countless thoughts flashed through the mind of the most honorable Empress Dowager.
She was unwilling to believe any of the results, as she was made of flesh.
The little fat boy looked at the Empress Dowager in a trance. He felt extremely aggrieved by this close person.
The hatred from his biological father caused his life span to increase dramatically, but he still couldn't get rid of the gray mark.
The fish just wanted his father to live, but he hated the fish.
How much the little guy wanted to run to his grandmother and complain to her as usual, and have her teach his father a lesson.
But he knew that the person who tied the bell must untie it, and he was the only one who could make his father give up resistance.
"Grandma, please go back, okay?" When she opened her mouth, her throat was swollen and sore, and tears were streaming down her face again.
The Empress Dowager's heart ached. She looked at her two descendants and finally pounded her chest, crying out mournfully, "You two enemies! If you want to kill me, just come after me. Why hurt the relationship between father and son?"
The lifeless emperor moved his eyes mechanically. Years of love for the child made him want to see the child's condition.
But the resentment boiling in his heart prevented the emperor from looking back. He was afraid that if he looked back, he would burst into tears.
I have already suffered a terrible defeat. So many people want to laugh at me. Do I have to kneel before that bastard and beg him to allow me to save my life?
In fact, the emperor's pride was gone as soon as his child was born.
The emperor just didn't want to admit it. He didn't want to believe that he was on the road to destroying his child's future.
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