To be honest, the emperor had been suppressed by Empress Yuan for so many years. When he saw the third son who looked similar to her, he would inevitably feel fearful and guilty. In particular, the older the third son grew, the more extraordinary his appearance became, and his aura of nobility dwarfed even the emperor's. Let me ask, how can he not hate him so much that he wants to die?
Seeing a group of people approaching the couch with strange expressions on their faces, the emperor said with a serious face, "Why don't you go and organize the funeral of the prince and the noble Concub!ne, but then you come to my palace without permission? Who taught you the rules?" "
"My son has been expelled from the palace since he was a child. He has never learned any rules. Please forgive me." Ji Changye stabbed him gently, but his expression was very gentle. He greeted the Queen Mother, then sat down by the couch and said slowly, "My son, I am here to report the funeral of my father."
"The prince and the queen are buried according to the specifications. Why do you need to come here to report? If you can't even do this, leave it to your brother. It's time for him to practice." The emperor put down his pen and pointed. Refers to a meat ball sitting next to the Queen Mother.
The sixth prince then narrowed his eyes and smiled dryly at his brother. Anyone who doesn't want to be the emperor, even if he is as cowardly as he is, would not want to push out this pie falling from the sky. Anyway, the Queen Mother has agreed. After he ascends the throne, he doesn't have to worry about anything. He only needs to eat, drink, have fun, give orders, and can also recruit beauties from all over the world to fill the harem. Wouldn't he be happier than when he was a prince?
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