Ye Qingwan argued with the system for a long time and fell asleep because she was tired. When she woke up, the sky was clear, the rain had stopped, and there was no one around her.

When the door was opened, the dendrobium at the door was so scared that it fell off the edge of the corridor.

Ye Qingwan: ...

Brother, you have become more and more dull lately, tending towards Alzheimer's disease.

"Ms. Ye, are you up?" Shihu got up a little embarrassedly.

"Why are you here? Where's the Master?"

"The master left in the middle of the night. He said he was afraid that you would be in danger if you were alone, and that you would be worried if you couldn't find him in the middle of the night, so he asked me to wait at the door."

Ye Qingwan: ...

I'm sorry, I take back my unfriendly comments about you just now. You don't have Alzheimer's disease, you're just sleepy.

"I'm fine, go back and rest."

"Then Miss Ye, I'm going to find the master. The master asked me to tell Miss Ye not to run around because it's not safe." After saying this, Shihu ran away.

As soon as he left, Ning Shaoqing jumped down from the roof and handed her a bag of food: "This Shihu is really stupid. He dozed off at the door all night, but he didn't dare to sleep. I counted him and he fell off the porch no less than five times in one night."

Although it's a bit unkind, I still want to laugh.

"By the way, what are they doing?" Ye Qingwan asked while eating snacks: "Wow, this lotus cake is delicious, you should try it."

Ning Shaoqing was about to say, "I've eaten," but before he could even get the words out, Ye Qingwan stuffed his mouth with food...

Forget it, let’s have another meal.

Don’t eat too much, just don’t feel too full.

So the two of them sat on the ground and ate a lot. The emperor would be put into the coffin today, and the wake would start tonight, for a total of three days. During these three days, those keeping vigil were not allowed to eat or drink, so they had to eat quickly.

"This is delicious." Ning Shaoqing took a bite of the hazelnut crisp and was about to give it to Ye Qingwan.

Ye Qingwan dodged with disdain: "You've eaten it and you're giving it back to me. It's disgusting."

Ning Shaoqing frowned: "Aren't the leftovers you usually given to you by me?"

"That's because you don't like cleanliness, but I do."

Ning Shaoqing: ...

That makes sense?!

So why don’t I like to be clean?

Looking at the half piece of hazelnut crisp in my hand, it suddenly doesn’t smell good anymore…

Seeing that he had a sullen look on his face, Ye Qingwan snatched the piece of hazelnut biscuit from his hand and stuffed it into her mouth.

"I didn't force you to eat it. You wanted to eat it yourself."

Ning Shaoqing was stubborn, but he could hardly suppress the upward curve of his lips.

Ye Qingwan was both angry and amused: "Ah, yes, yes, you are right."

The two of them ate so much that their stomachs were bloated and they couldn't stand up, so they just sat down on the ground with their backs against the wall to rest.

Just then, footsteps were heard.

"I'll go to the roof." Ning Shaoqing jumped up instantly. He was a man of the world and was not suitable to appear in the palace. Mainly because he was afraid of trouble, he simply stayed away.

It turned out to be King Xiang who walked in, holding a food box in his hand...

Without saying anything, he placed the delicious fish and meat in the food box in front of her and said, "Eat now. You are not allowed to eat after nightfall."

Looking at the greasy meat, Ye Qingwan couldn't help but burped.

This scene...seems familiar.

It was as if she was exiled to the south and locked up by King Xiang for two days and starved. She secretly ate her fill, but King Xiang came in with a feast of fish and meat...

History always repeats itself surprisingly well.

So should I now knock over all the delicious food on the floor and then say, "I won't eat food given out of pity"?

Big Fish and Big Meat thought to himself: I have finally made you understand the game.

King Xiang seemed to have guessed her thoughts and quickly stopped her, saying, "Don't lift it. If you do, I will punish you."

Ye Qingwan: ...

Let's just say, you don't have to know me so well...

King Xiang was not angry, but laughed: "I was just being sentimental, I was afraid that you would be hungry."

Ye Qingwan smiled awkwardly: "If you really want to eat it, you can still have a few more bites."

The belly doesn't need to be deep anymore, just stretchable.

"Forget it, don't eat too much, it's hard to explain." After the King of Xiang finished speaking, he sat down next to her on the ground: "I want to ask you a question."

"Your Highness, ask."

"Tell me, why does my father suddenly dislike me?

I clearly remember that he liked me very much when I was a child. He taught me riding and archery personally. Later... why did it change?" King Xiang was a little depressed.

"Am I not good enough, not good enough?" He stared into Ye Qingwan's eyes, as if trying to find the answer from her.

This...Brother, why do you think I know this?

You've called him father for more than 20 years, and you don't know. How could I, who almost beat him up, know?

I really want to open a hole in your head to see if it’s because the winter in Beijing is too cold and your brain has been frozen shallow.

"If I say I don't know, will you... beat me?" To be honest, Ye Qingwan was still quite afraid of him, and the shadow over him was still there.

He didn't hit her, but just smiled bitterly: "I was abrupt."

After saying that, he stood up and left, his back looking so lonely.

Ye Qingwan couldn't bear it anymore and shouted, "You can ask my dad, maybe he knows."

After all, my father was the pillar your father's father left for your father to look after the empire that your father's father built for your father.

King Xiang looked back at her and suddenly smiled: "Thank you."

Ye Qingwan: ...

You can thank me, or even my whole family, but can you please not thank me? I’m afraid…

But she soon felt that King Xiang should indeed thank her.

Because he dragged her to find her father...

Some people are really dogs, and there are some dogs that you really don’t dare to let go of. Isn’t that asking for trouble?!

Find her father and explain your purpose.

Her father thought for a moment, then took them to the prime minister's residence, entered the study, and found a book on the bookshelf close to the wall. He moved it gently, and the bookshelf moved away by itself, revealing a door behind it.

There was actually a secret room. It was not big and very simple inside. There was only a table, a chair, and a few unfinished calligraphy and paintings on the table.

Her father took the King to the back wall, where there were two portraits hanging. Although they were not the same person, they looked 70% alike. Most importantly, these two people looked very similar to the King.

But they only look similar, their temperaments are completely different.

At first glance, they both look like peaceful and kind people, and it seems as if they have all the people in the world in their eyes. Just by looking at their portraits, one can feel that they have a very broad mind and bearing.

King Xiang’s words… can be summed up in two words: Crazy criticism!

King Xiang was confused and asked: "This is..."

Her father pointed to the newer one and said, "This is Nangong Qiuming."

Upon hearing this, King Xiang froze violently.

Section 179

Nangong...Qiu Ming? !

Former Crown Prince Nangong Qiuming?

So my father doesn't like me because I look like Nangong Qiuming?

"I, Nangong Qiuming and I..."

Ye Qingwan was also dumbfounded. No way, could it be so ridiculous?

In this situation, a line of lyrics suddenly popped up in my mind: I really thank you, because of you, you cheated on me for half a century...

Her father suddenly smiled and said, "Your Highness, you are worrying too much. You have confirmed it without a doubt. It is His Majesty's own flesh and blood."

Prince Xiang and Ye Qingwan both breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

Soon Ye Qingwan was stunned. No, whether she was cheating or not, what does it have to do with me? Why should I be so relieved?

King Xiang was puzzled again: "Why do I look so much like Nangong Qiuming?"

Her father didn't answer him in a hurry, but pointed to another painting and told him: "This is the late emperor, your great grandfather."

King Xiang was stunned for a moment, and then he understood instantly that he was not like Nangong Qiuming, he was like the late emperor, the source of his bloodline.

"I didn't kill Boren, but he died because of me. Your Highness should understand this. Although Your Highness is right, who can look at a face that looks so similar to the person who was wrongly killed by them every day?"

"What's more, since your majesty was old enough to understand, all you have seen and heard is Nangong Qiuming's wisdom and benevolence."

A person who suppresses him everywhere and makes him unable to raise his head, even if he wins, he will always be wary of Nangong Qiuming in his heart.

Therefore, whenever he saw King Xiang, he would think of the shame of being suppressed by Nangong Qiuming in the past. It is natural for him to dislike King Xiang.

To put it bluntly, it was the emperor's inferiority complex that was at work.