Chapter 332 His Majesty is Not My Type (Thirty-Seven)



Every day, the Crown Prince would come to the Imperial Study for his father to review his memorization. He also received daily instruction from his mother on things completely different from what his father taught him.

For example, the Empress Dowager said, "If you don't eat for a meal, you'll be hungry," while the Emperor said that one should not indulge in gluttony and that it is permissible to skip meals if necessary.

For example, Confucius once said, "A woman takes her husband as her heaven." When he said this to his mother, the usually dignified and proper mother actually scolded him, "Bullshit!" She even told her father that she wanted to change his tutor.

For example, the Empress Dowager said, "From now on, I can only marry one wife, love and pamper her every day, and give her whatever she wants."

The young prince then asked, "Mother, does she want my empire?"

Unexpectedly, his mother flicked his forehead and said, "Then give it to her."

The Crown Prince shook his head when he thought about it, realizing that what his mother had said was indeed nonsense.

If a woman desires the throne, wouldn't she become one of those wicked women who brought ruin to the country, as recorded in history? Would she still want it?

As the Crown Prince grew older, he couldn't understand why his father had married a woman like his mother. The two had such different personalities and temperaments, how could they have stayed together for so long? And his father hadn't chosen any concubines all these years.

Of course, the Crown Prince told his father about these questions, and his father... made him copy the book ten times.

After copying the book, the Crown Prince suddenly understood things much better. Indeed, his father and mother were the perfect match.

In fact, before the crown prince was established, the emperor summoned the four brothers to the imperial study.

The other three younger brothers either said they didn't know or deliberately answered wrong when asked by their father, but he stupidly answered them all correctly, and wondered why the other three couldn't understand such simple questions.

When the imperial edict arrived, the crown prince understood that of the four brothers, he was the most foolish. The other three had assigned him the most arduous tasks, allowing them to live a life of leisure as princes, free from the daily burden of reviewing memorials and the arduous studies that followed.

Every time the prince saw his three brothers playing football while reciting his lessons, his face would darken, and he would secretly resolve: From now on, he would absolutely, positively place the heaviest burdens on them. Let them screw him over!

However, the four brothers doted on their three younger sisters, one of whom was thin, one was well-proportioned, and one was chubby.

The chubbiest sister was their youngest sister. Perhaps because she was still young and her baby fat hadn't completely disappeared, her speech was still unclear, and she didn't walk straight yet, but she could eat a lot. They always thought that this youngest sister looked most like their mother, although their mother would never admit it.

The brothers also have very different personalities.

The Crown Prince is the most composed, his cold demeanor a direct inheritance from his father, the Emperor. The Second Prince is fond of calligraphy and painting, possessing exceptional skill that has earned him praise from even the Grand Secretaries. The Third Prince loves to sleep; he's lazy and does nothing but sleep all day. The Fourth Prince is fond of beautiful women, regardless of whether they are male or female.

The Empress Dowager actually said that Fourth Brother is a romantic? Is he sure he's not a womanizer?

The Crown Prince was too exhausted to even complain anymore; he was mentally drained every day. Not only was he mentally exhausted, but as his mother's eldest and most obedient child, she would cook for him whenever she felt like it, though the taste was quite strange. However, his father always ate with great pleasure, so he could only nod and praise her in return.

Every time this happened, the Empress would say, "I'll make it for you next time, but I won't make it for those other five tasteless brats."

The crown prince was on the verge of tears. He shouldn't have been so obedient, and he shouldn't have lied just because his father glared at him...

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