The reborn emperor, you are dismissed

Chapter 684 Extra Story The Little Prince's Love ([-])
"The emperor calm down!" Eunuch Yu hurriedly smoothed things over, "Prince, you first..."

He was unmoved, and insisted: "If the father refuses to agree, the son and minister will not be able to kneel!"

"Dare to threaten me?" Emperor Jing Yuan jumped up, "Okay, then you just kneel down!"

"emperor……"

"No one is allowed to intercede, and those who disobey will be punished heavily!"

The news of the prince kneeling in the upper study soon spread throughout the palace.

During the period, several concubines came, Lian Wang and his wife came after hearing the news, and even the old courtiers tried to enter the palace to speak out.

All were blocked outside the palace gate.

The emperor was determined to teach the daring emperor a lesson.

The sun goes from west to full sunset, and night falls.

The maidservants lit up the palace lanterns and left one after another.

In the empty study room, only a lone shadow remained.

The climate in late autumn is quite cool in the morning and evening.

He only wore a thin robe, and the biting cold spread from his knees to his whole body.

However, his back was straight, his expression was resolute, and he remained motionless.

At Haishi, a servant quietly entered the hall and whispered:

"Prince, the emperor and the empress are both resting. If you are like this, it won't help. Why don't you marry Princess Qianyi first, and then mention Xiaoyang when the emperor is in a better mood. The Sacred Heart is unpredictable, I really angered you, are you planning to hand over the crown prince position to someone else, all these years of hard work have been in vain!"

"Xu Xing." He called his confidant's name, and smiled faintly, "You know, after living for 20 years, it's the first time I feel alone that kneeling is a very happy thing."

The servant was startled: "Prince, you..."

"Go."

The door of the hall was not closed, the wind was blowing, and the candle flames flickered faintly.

The clothes were wrinkled, outlining a thin back.

He was not afraid of heavy punishment, but only worried that his father would not let go.

As for the crown prince, it doesn't matter if it is abolished.

He is not afraid to fight for reserves based on strength.

At the side door, stood two people, one tall and one short.

The petite woman bit her lip, and couldn't help but want to step into the hall, but was hugged horizontally by the tall man, and flew away.

In the vast night, there was a vague dialogue:

"Kneeling all night, you will get sick..."

"For those who practice martial arts, what is a mere night? You feel distressed at this level? I knelt in the rain for three days and nights in a row."

Chirp, the sound of a kiss on the cheek.

"Then I feel sorry for you even more."

"Humph."

"You once said that Zhi'er has all the conditions to become an emperor, but there is one thing missing. What is it?"

"Love, unforgettable, can make him lose his dignity and abandon the precious love. Without it, he can't treat the world kindly."

"This child, how could..."

"At the end of the day, we are still too pampered, and we should suffer a little bit."

"Oh, I won't be able to sleep tonight."

"Don't worry, according to his physique, kneeling for four or five days is not a problem."

"..."

Very cruel father.

"The prince knelt in the study for five days", such a shocking thing never happened.

At si o'clock the next day, Emperor Jing Yuan was seldom relaxed, and on the pretext of "furious rage", he didn't go to the morning court, and was sleeping in bed, combing his wife's hair and eyebrows.

Eunuch Yu hurried into:
"It's not good, the prince seems to have heard some news and led dozens of servants out of the palace!"

The black eyes narrowed: "Did you leave a few words?"

Yu Si hesitated and said, "...never."

"Back to him!"

In the suburbs of Beijing, more than a dozen horses galloped wildly.

The leader was wearing an indigo blue cloak, with fury in his eyes, and he completely lost his former composure.

"Prince, according to the informant, Xiaoyang will hold a 'Nata' in four days' time. It is a way for noble daughters of the royal family to choose their son-in-law. At that time, all princes and sons of the appropriate age will participate."

"Which... noble lady?"

"Xiaoyang, there is only one princess, Yaruo."

(End of this chapter)