Chapter 505 Beg the Father and the Emperor!
Gan Fu thought that the emperor would go to see the prince, but the emperor just sat for a while, and then lay back, it seemed that he was going to sleep again.
Gan Fu couldn't understand the emperor's mind, he didn't dare to ask more, he stepped forward and blew out the candle, and walked out on tiptoe.
It was so quiet for an hour.
The emperor called Gan Fu in again and asked about the situation of the prince.
Gan Fu answered truthfully: "The prince is still kneeling in the side hall and hasn't moved."
At this time, the anger in the emperor's heart had subsided.
He sat on the bed with no expression on his face.
Wan Jieyu had been awakened, she could not see the emperor's joy and anger, hesitated for a moment, and cautiously advised.
"Why don't your majesty ask someone to persuade the prince?"
The emperor looked at her: "How to persuade?"
Wan Jieyu said softly: "Naturally, I would advise him to be more considerate of you. There is no overnight feud between father and son. Even if there is a small conflict between you and the prince, it will dissipate after a while. No matter what, you always love and care for the prince. Yes, everything you do is for his own good."
The emperor looked at her young and beautiful face, was silent for a moment, and suddenly asked something that was wrong.
"Do you think I'm old?"
Wan Jieyu said angrily: "Why does Your Majesty think so? Your Majesty is at the peak of the Spring and Autumn Period. His body is strong and strong, and all the subjects in the world are under your majesty. If you are considered old, then the minister in the court Aren't we all going to be buried in the ground?!"
The emperor smiled: "How dare you make fun of the ministers in the court, you are not too timid."
Wan Jieyu twisted her body, knelt on the bed and saluted, and said softly, "My concubine is quick-tempered, I beg Your Majesty to forgive my concubine."
The emperor naturally wouldn't be more serious about the private room between the beds.
He pinched Wan Jieyu's face, feeling better.
Recently, he often flips Wan Jieyu's brand, not only because Wan Jieyu is young and beautiful, but also because Wan Jieyu is smart and clever, and is very observant. She is a rare flower of interpretation.
The emperor got up and got out of bed.
Wan Jieyu quickly got out of bed and waited on him to get dressed.
Gan Fu personally held the lamp and followed the emperor out of the palace.
The emperor slowly came to the door of the side hall.
In the empty and quiet side hall, the prince was kneeling on the ground, with a straight posture and motionless, no change from the way the emperor left before.
The emperor looked at the prince's back with a very complicated mood.
In fact, the emperor didn't really want to set up the prince. He felt that he was young and there was no need to set the prince early. Unfortunately, the Qin family was pushing too hard, and the princes were getting older. In order to stabilize people's hearts, he could only make Luo Qinghan the prince.
The emperor originally planned, if the prince has been involved with the Qin family, he must find an opportunity to replace the prince in the future.
But what he didn't expect was that the prince not only cut off the connection with the Qin family himself, but even killed the Qin family in turn.
The scheming and means displayed by the prince far exceeded the emperor's predictions.
The emperor had to admit that he was the one who took a wrong look at the beginning.
He thought the prince was a dog domesticated by Empress Qin, but he found out that it was a wolf.
Since it is a wolf, it is impossible to be content with the status quo.
The emperor stepped into the side hall.
Gan Fu wisely did not follow up and stopped outside the door.
The emperor walked up to the prince.
He looked down at the prince condescendingly. This high level of repression did not make him feel so comfortable. Instead, he felt a sense of crisis that he would be surpassed at any time.
He has passed the age of confusion, but the crown prince is not yet weak.
He is gradually declining, and the prince is in his youth.
His ambitions have been sapped, but the prince is ambitious.
The emperor suddenly understood why the late emperor suddenly insisted on seeking immortals when he was over half a hundred years old, because the late emperor could not bear his own aging day by day, he wanted immortality, and he wanted forever.
Luo Qinghan called in a hoarse voice: "Father."
Even if he was reluctant to admit it, the emperor also knew that it was impossible for a person to live forever, and even if he was honored as the ninth-five, he would return to the west sooner or later.
He can't be king for a lifetime.
This country and this country will one day be handed over to others.
The emperor's heart uncontrollably produced jealousy and unwillingness.
He said in a complicated tone.
"It's not that I'm afraid of the family, I just don't want to see another war in the world."
Luo Qinghan: "My son understands his father's scruples, and he also understands his father's difficulties. Father is the master of the world, and he considers it far more than his son. Some things are inconvenient for father to do, and son is willing to do it for him. Even in the future It will provoke public anger, it is also the fault of the son and the minister, and it will never involve the father and the emperor."
He leaned over and nodded, every word with a stubborn stubbornness that never retreated.
"I beg your father to be perfect!"
The emperor looked at him for a long time before he spoke.
"You really have grown up, no matter what, just do whatever you want. I'm old, it's time to make way for you young people."
Luo Qinghan kowtowed heavily, then straightened up, his eyes were slightly red, and he was sincere.
"My son was raised by his father, and everything he has is given by his father. In his heart, my father will never grow old!"
The emperor helped him up with his own hands, and said with relief: "I have many sons, and you are the best among them. I am very optimistic about you, and I hope you will not let me down in the future."
"My son will do his best to repay the father's kindness of raising!"
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The father and son talked for a while.
After everything was agreed, the emperor left the side hall.
Luo Qinghan stepped out of the side hall, his knees were aching, and his calf was sore.
But he didn't show the slightest bit on his face, and every step under his feet was smooth.
After leaving the Weiyang Palace, there was no longer a trace of warmth in his eyes, and the whole person was terrifyingly calm.
Eunuch Chang wanted to help him get on the carriage, but he pushed him back.
He endured the stinging pain from his knees and sat in the carriage with a blank expression.
"Return to Linde Hall."
It was already midnight, everyone fell asleep, and the palace was quiet.
The prince's car drove through the heavy night and finally stopped in front of the Linde Hall.
Lanterns hang at the entrance of Linde Hall.
Under the dim light, a small figure was squatting on the stone steps.
When Luo Qinghan saw the man, his originally indifferent expression immediately changed.
Eunuch Chang wanted to remind him aloud, but Luo Qinghan stopped him.
Xiao Xixi sat on the stone steps in front of the door, holding a clay pot in her arms, leaning her head against the wall.
She was dozing off, her eyelashes were drooping, a small silhouette fell, her lips were slightly open, and she would occasionally smash it twice, as if she had dreamed of something delicious.
Luo Qinghan walked up the steps and finally stood in front of her.
A slender figure enveloped her.
He looked down at the woman who was still sleeping in front of him, and was silent for a long time before he made a sound.
"Xixi."