The crazy criticizing father is the emperor's attack vs. The sick, cold, delicate and squeamish son.
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On the day Meng Peilin was crowned, a man came up the steps and said with a smile: "Brother Prince, this is the hairpin I carved for you with my own hands. Are you happy?"
However, after giving away the hairpin, the man was sent out of Chang'an. When we met again a year later, he supported the emperor's body and said in a broken and hoarse voice: "Meng Peilin, I never doubted that it was you!"
"It was you who killed Uncle Huang!"
"I want you to pay with your life——"
The secret guard snatched the sword from Wei Yuanlu's hand. Meng Peilin raised his eyelids and looked at him. He saw that in the past nine years, the always well-behaved and sensible young prince had betrayed him for the first time, just to take his life.
Meng Peilin chuckled, "So what if it's me?"
"Wei Yuanlu, shouldn't you be happy that he is dead?"
"No one will ever separate us again."
"Don't you like being around me the most?"
"Oh no, I should call myself 'I' now."
Wei Yuanlu turned pale and spit out a mouthful of blood. When he woke up, he was imprisoned in the palace. The two were entangled for half their lives, but only a few words were left in the history books. In the fourth year of Jianzhao's reign, an earthquake occurred in Sichuan and Chongqing, and Prince Wei died.
However, in the sixth year of Jianzhao's reign, the emperor's dragon carriage passed by on Chang'an Street, and his shocking face could be seen under the red curtain of the emperor.
The emperor walked with his chariot, occasionally raising his head and asking the people on the chariot, "Has Chang'an remained unchanged?"
"Look, this is the same sweet-scented osmanthus candy cake we had when we were kids."
Finally, the emperor asked in a low voice: "A Lu, Chang'an is still as good as this, not much worse than Jiangnan. Are you willing to stay?"
Purpose: The nurturing system must be made into forced love