Woke up and walked into a book I wrote myself

Chapter 195 The Art of the Emperor
In Nangong Liang's mind, the fetters of blood relationship are very heavy.

Not to mention the throne, only the prince, the son who belongs to that person, has the chance to ascend to the throne.

The man said: "If you want to be like this, you will never have a chance to climb up. You are a powerless prince without the influence of your mother's family. Look at the fourth prince. It is the entire Hou Mansion as the backing. The Hou Ye is in the front court." With one-third of the power involved, what are you fighting for?

"There is also the prince, that is the pure Datong, who has received the emperor's art from the moment he speaks out, with the emperor's backing behind him, you can't even match his little finger."

He wanted to be emperor, he wanted it very much.

The man was seducing Chunchun, the child lowered his head, and no one saw his eyes.

It wasn't until the man showed his advantages one by one, that he finally raised his head, "You said you were my father, then who are you?"

Now, Nangong Liang has somewhat believed what the man said.

With so many princes in the imperial palace, it is impossible for such a man who is so indomitable at first glance to have such a leisurely effort to mistakenly recognize a son.

Man: "I don't have the qualifications to know who I am yet. I will send special people to teach you the art of emperor, the art of controlling ministers, and martial arts, so that you can be worthy of being an emperor."

The man's domineering voice resounded throughout the small room.

"You are so powerful, why don't you be the emperor yourself, let me be the emperor, are you willing?"

The highest position, the position that the whole world will be convinced by, no one would not want to.

What's more, he is such a powerful and capable person who can compete with him.

Man: "I do? What do I mean? I want to see Nangong Lintian being cuckolded by me. In the end, the country he guards will also fall into the hands of my son. He will have nothing for Nangong Lin, beauty. There will be no Jiangshan, hahaha."

With the last smile, the man was like a madman, his words were full of resentment towards Nangong Lintian.

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"Princess, the sixth prince asks to see you."

The girl lying on the couch opened her eyes, "Well, pass him in."

Outside the door, a small body poked its head out, looked inside first, and then walked in slowly.

Xia He was fanning his imperial sister.

Thinking of something, Nangong Liang suddenly felt a little lost.

If he is not that person's son, then he and she, she is not his imperial sister.

If she knew that he was not her brother, she would definitely not treat him so well.

He will definitely not even look at him, and will get rid of him.

Thinking of this, Nangong Liang suddenly felt cold and scared.

Afraid to see the strange eyes of Huang Jie.

Immediately, he shook his head, no, Miss Huang will not know about this, she will always be his sister Huang, and sister Huang will always treat him very well!

"What are you doing standing at the door?"

Nangong Liang walked forward as if waking up from a dream. He looked at Xia He and said, "Aunt Xia He, let me fan the emperor."

Xia He glanced at the eldest princess and saw that the eldest princess had no intention of refusing, so she handed the small fan to him.

"The princess has a chat with the sixth prince, and I'll go to the kitchen to order supper."

Nangong Mu: "Why do you look like this, did you do something sorry for me?"

Nangong Liang shook his head, "Sister Huang, how could you think so."

"Then you caused trouble, why don't you dare to look at me?"

Nangong Liang: "Sister Huang, if one day you find out that some things are not true, for example, this person is not this person but another person, what do you think?"

(End of this chapter)