Shock!Crazy criticism that the regent’s first wife is actually me

Chapter 338: My son disobeys, what should I do?
Jiuyue sat helplessly on the steps, "I also know that this is not possible. The prince still values ​​the young master, so naturally he is reluctant to let the young master die like this. But the current situation is that all the doctors are helpless, what else can they do?"

"After all, there is a way. The Imperial Hospital hasn't made a final conclusion yet!" Wu Li said hurriedly, "Don't believe it yet, otherwise, with the prince's temperament, he won't be able to..."

Jiuyue looked at him, "Master Wu, is there anything else you can do?"

Wu Li opened his mouth, but couldn't spit out a word.

This……

The hospital was at a loss what to do, what else could he, a lieutenant general, do?
"Now, we can only wait and see." September sighed.

Wu Li was dejected, this was really... tortured!
inside the house.

Wen Qingshan rarely gets along with Wen Rongchen at such a close distance. Firstly, he has no chance, and secondly, this boy is busier than him. Besides, at his age, he cannot be like a young boy, like a young boy. , what are you talking about missing?
"Okay, don't pretend to be asleep." Wen Qingshan said in a low voice.

Looking at the bloody bandage on his son's arm, his eyebrows tightened.

"Your Majesty, you better go out!" Wen Rongchen slowly opened his eyes, "The smell of blood in the room is heavy, and it is not suitable for Your Majesty to stay for a long time."

Wen Qingshan's anger suddenly rose. If he hadn't thought that he was injured, he would have dragged him up and beat him up. It is only natural for me to beat my son.

"When I was on the battlefield, the smell of blood that stained me was worse than the smell in your room?" Wen Qingshan was very rare and suppressed his temper. "Your smell of blood is nothing!"

Wen Rongchen remained silent, looking indifferent.

"What's your expression?" Wen Qingshan took a deep breath and frowned, "I'm talking to you and you don't say a word. Are you thinking the opposite?"

Wen Rongchen looked at him, "The imperial doctor said, I have to rest."

One sentence is like an eviction order.

"I am your father!" Wen Qingshan gritted his teeth.

Wen Rongchen turned to look at him and said nothing.

"Why, are you still wrong? Why don't you look in the mirror and see if your eyes and nose look like me?" Wen Qingshan put his hands on his legs and huffed angrily, "Even if you If you don't want to call someone out, you can't veto the blood relationship in your bones just by wanting to veto it."

With blood like this, who can change it?

This has been decided since birth and no one can change it.

"I would rather follow my mother." Wen Rongchen said calmly.

Wen Qingshan was startled, as if there was a ball of cotton stuck in his throat, and he couldn't utter a word.

After a long while, he said in a low voice, "I know, you hate me."

"I don't hate you." Wen Rongchen denied his statement, "I don't hate you at all."

Wen Qingshan frowned slightly, sometimes he would rather he hated himself, after all, such indifferent indifference was even more unbearable.Even if Wen Rongchen is hysterical, it is better than being so tepid and like a stranger.

But it is the most familiar stranger.

"Wen Rongchen." Wen Qingshan said, "I am your father!"

Wen Rongchen closed his eyes.

He can't change what's deep inside his bones, but he can choose to speak or shut up.

"Whether you admit it or not, this is an ironclad fact!" Wen Qingshan stood up, "Wen Rongchen, let me tell you, don't think that because you are the young minister of Dali Temple, you can ignore me and go to heaven. , you also have to kowtow to me!"

Wen Rongchen really had no choice about this, after all, what Wen Qingshan said was true.

When it comes to going to heaven, he has to kowtow to everyone in front of him.

But, how ridiculous!
"Is it okay if you don't say anything?" Wen Qingshan was holding back his anger, "I tell you, I am your father. Even if you are unwilling and don't want to call me, one day I leave, you have to go back and help me." I’m going to the funeral!”

Although these words were depressing, Wen Qingshan really couldn't do anything to Wen Rongchen. "I know." Wen Rongchen replied calmly.

Wen Qingshan: "..."

Yes, he is really a good son.

Do you dare to continue talking like this?

"I know, because of your mother's matter..."

"Don't mention my mother!" Before Wen Qingshan could finish speaking, Wen Rongchen interrupted him harshly, "You are not qualified."

Wen Qingshan paused. He knew that this boy had always held a grudge against Chu Huan because of what happened to him. However, the situation back then was beyond his control. He had no choice but to do so.

"I felt sorry for you mother and son about what happened back then, but you should also know what happened back then. If I took you back, you would definitely become a thorn in others' eyes." Wen Qingshan rarely gave an explanation.

But he also knew that this explanation was feeble, the damage had been done, and no matter how he tried to make up for it, it would be of no use.

"Your Majesty, there is no need to explain." Wen Rongchen didn't want to hear it, "I will remember what my mother said until my death."

Wen Qingshan opened his mouth, feeling guilty and ashamed, he really had no shame to continue talking.

"If nothing happens, Your Majesty, you should go out!" Wen Rongchen took a deep breath, "Just leave it to September. I feel uncomfortable with you here."

Wen Qingshan's throat rolled, "I am your father!"

"I know." He still said the same thing.

Seeing him like this, Wen Qingshan felt a little helpless. He stood up and wanted to leave, but hesitated for a long time, and finally stepped forward to tuck the quilt for his son, and walked out warmly.

From beginning to end, Wen Rongchen didn't take a second look.

Hurt is hurt. No matter how you explain it, it exists in your heart and is engraved in your bones. You can never forget it or let it go for the rest of your life. It is the knot in Wen Rongchen's heart.

Seeing his prince coming out, Wu Li hurriedly greeted him, "Your Majesty?"

"Go in and wait!" Wen Qingshan glanced at Jiuyue.

September quickly saluted, "Yes!"

"Your Highness?" Wu Li frowned slightly, "You and the Young Master..."

Wen Qingshan seemed to be very tired, and slowly sat down while holding on to the railing, "Tell me, why is this boy so stubborn? Even if he refuses to call me daddy, is he so bad?"

"Your Majesty?" Wu Li pursed his lips, "It's not that you are bad, it's the death of my wife that has dealt a huge blow to the Young Master."

Wen Qingshan turned to look at him. Maybe he thought what he said made sense, and nodded after a moment, "There were indeed some..."

"When Madam left, the Han Palace was in a difficult time. The young master was young at that time and couldn't understand some things." Wu Li said in a low voice, "Actually, I feel that the young master's temperament is exactly the same as that of the prince. "

Wen Qingshan raised his head, "Yes, really?"

"Young Master is the one who looks most like you among the three young masters." Wu Li whispered.

Wen Qingshan smiled bitterly, "That's true."

I have endured hardships and climbed to my current position step by step. I am so stubborn that even nine cows can't pull me back. I must do what I want to do until it is done well.

These bad habits are just following him...

Thinking of this, Wen Qingshan suddenly felt relieved.

(End of this chapter)