Chapter 205 [He Chen's Past [-]]

Time passed, year after year, and Xuanyuan Jiaye was three years old in a blink of an eye.

He was surrounded by people, and there were many people waiting for him wherever he went, even the unruly and arrogant imperial concubine had to be courteous when she saw him.

He didn't understand why so many adults were afraid of a child.

The imperial concubine gave him a contemptuous glance, "He is the crown prince, what are you?"

Only then did he know that the crown prince is the future emperor, who will sit on the supreme dragon chair in the future.

Xuanyuan Hechen is already 15 years old. In the past three years, he has studied poetry and books with the grand master, practiced qi with the generals, and played with Xuanyuan Jiaye in his spare time.

Because he found that as long as he has a good relationship with this little guy, he can be watched by his father, and he can be respected by more people.

But for some reason, Xuanyuan Jiaye was suddenly sent out of the palace by his father, saying that he was going to learn skills, he didn't know where he would go, he didn't feel sad, he just felt excited.

If he left, wouldn't he be able to stay with the queen mother, and when the emperor came, he would only look at himself?

In the blink of an eye, nearly ten years have passed.

In the past ten years, everyone in the entire imperial palace bowed their heads to him, no one dared to disrespect him, and he never went to the Lenggong again.

He grew up and became the most suitable person for the prince in the eyes of all officials, but he also knew that the real prince was coming back soon.

In the past ten years, he has tried his best to please his father, take care of his mother, so that they can pay more attention to himself, and his mother is not unfamiliar because he is not his own, but takes care of himself more and more, giving him all the good things , and he will try his best to make him happy, and will always behave well-behaved and sensible.

But that year, the father suddenly fell ill, and all the officials guarded outside the palace, saying that the father was dying, and Grand Master Shen told him that he was the most promising person to become the emperor.

"No, the crown prince is not me." He shook his head firmly, but there was a ripple in his heart.

"Eldest Prince, your resourcefulness is enough to ascend to the throne, and veteran officials can also support you. As for the crown prince...he is not in the palace all year round, who knows whether he is stupid or stupid, and besides...doesn't he have a mother?" Grand Master Shen smiled slyly. Said.

"Teacher... what do you mean?" Xuanyuan Hechen was shocked.

"Eldest Prince, if you want not to be trampled by others in this life, you have to work hard to climb up, and you were born as a prince. This is a blessing bestowed on you by God. You should make good use of it. Think about it, if you become an emperor, who will pay you back?" Dare to show your face? Anyone who sees you will kneel down and salute? You must use the best things in this world first, and let you choose the most beautiful women first. With your order, millions of soldiers and horses will be transferred with you , isn’t it good?” Grand Master Shen stroked his beard with a smile.

On that day, the moon was in the sky and the stars were bright.

There was a lot of crying in the palace. He led people into the royal father's palace, and the queen mother stood in front of the bed. Looking at the dying father on the sick bed, he gritted his teeth and waved his trembling hand, "Bring the empress to the empress!" Walk!"

It was just such a sentence that pushed him to the supreme throne, and removed him from the heart of the queen mother who loved him since childhood.

On the eve of enthronement, he was resting in the palace, but he received a report from the guards that the prince had returned.

From a distance, he saw the smaller man in his memory, holding a long sword, fighting from outside the palace to the palace, dripping blood all the way, his facial features resembled his father's, but his eyebrows and eyes resembled his mother's. There was a moment of panic.

Yes, he was the one who spread the news of the disappearance of the queen mother, and he wanted him to come back. If he did not die, his throne would not be stable, because this was the emperor he had robbed, and he could not tolerate any mistakes.

He really had enough of being trampled into the dust.

(End of this chapter)

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