Dressed as the regent's palm

Chapter 359 Fanwai: I am the Emperor of Dayong
I am the Emperor of Dayong.

The first time I opened my eyes, I saw a middle-aged man with white hair on his temples and wearing a dragon robe.

Seeing me awake, he wept with joy, "Yuan'er, you finally woke up, my father thought I would never see you again in this life! You have been asleep for a whole year!"

I was comatose for a year?
I shook my head, nothing in my mind.

I don't know who I am, my name.

But I always feel that my heart is empty. Whenever I take a bath, I can always see the knife mark on my chest that is not deep or shallow.

And I also often have heart palpitations. Whenever I have an attack, I am always in pain and out of breath.

Later I found out that my name is Lin Yuan, and I am the prince of Dayong.

Not long after waking up, my father pointed out a marriage for me.

My heart is empty, and whoever I marry makes no difference to me.

The princess is very beautiful and gentle. Standing in front of me with such a beautiful person, I always feel as if something is missing.

I don't love her.

I know very well.

I love power, and I always feel that power can make me temporarily forget that I am an empty shell.

Later, in order to balance the ministers, I recruited a lot of newcomers.

I have a son and a daughter.

But my heart is still empty, I seem to have forgotten something very important.

Finally, I ascended the throne and became the youngest emperor in the history of Dayong.

I am busy with government affairs and don't touch any women anymore.

Because I accomplished my mission, I gave the harem women the crowning glory, I had several children, and they thrived.

I spend every day going to court and correcting memorials.

until one day--

I saw a thick book on the bookshelf, hidden in a corner, very inconspicuous.

I pulled out the book, and as soon as I opened it, the "crash" letter fell from it.

It turned out that the book had been emptied long ago, and it was filled with letters.

I don't know who wrote these letters to me. There is no signature on them, but there are affectionate titles.

The man called me His Royal Highness the Prince.

I opened one at random, and saw the elegant font.

Seeing such vaguely familiar fonts, my heart ached a little.

I sat at the desk and read each one slowly. I didn't know that the sun outside the window had slowly set, and the afterglow shone on the whole land.

I didn't finish reading all the letters until the moon hung firmly in mid-air.

The content of the letter is nothing more than "The hairpin made in the palace today is very beautiful, I like it very much.", or "It's snowing, is it snowing over there?" Very good, I will give it to you as a gift.", "I practice martial arts every day, just to keep that evil person in the palace safe."

The contents of these letters are very fragmentary.

I also understand that the person who wrote to me is a woman.

Inexplicably, my originally empty heart seemed to be filled with sadness, and I was in pain.

In a panic, I put the letter back in the book, and put the book in an inconspicuous corner of the bookshelf.

I cleared my throat, stabilized my emotions, and called out to the person outside the door: "Come here, pass on the meal."

A group of beautiful maids filed in, and they put plate after plate of delicate and delicious delicacies in front of me.

I picked up the chopsticks and wanted to take a bite, but found it tasteless and I didn't know which dish to start with.

After a long time, I put down my chopsticks and called out to the people outside: "Get out."

Soon, the maids came in again, and they were obviously stunned when they saw the untouched dishes on the table.

I coughed lightly, waking them up, and skillfully removed the dinner plate.

After washing up, I finally fell asleep next to the bed.

I haven't slept so peacefully for a long time, and I even feel an unprecedented joy.

I had a dream.

In the dream, I was still the prince of Dayong, and that was my first mission to Tiancang.

After resting at the station, I changed into casual clothes and sneaked into the capital of Tiancang.

I walked on the street full of flowers, looking at the bustling crowd, looking here and there.

I was not very curious in my heart, but my face was calm.

"His Royal Highness, I didn't expect that Tiancang is more prosperous than Dayong." The accompanying envoy whispered softly in my ear.

I nodded yes.

The purpose of the mission this time is obviously for Tiancang and Dayong to form a good relationship between Qin and Jin, but in fact it is to explore Tiancang's strength and gradually figure it out.

This is the ambition of a mediocre person, the ambition of the emperor, but not mine.

At that time, what I loved was nothing more than great rivers, mountains and rivers, poetry and songs, galloping on the battlefield, nothing more.

Tired of walking, our group went into a teahouse, ordered a pot of good Maojian, and tasted it carefully.

There is a faint fragrance in this teahouse, and the mist is lingering, as if in a fairyland.

"Crash".

The bead curtain in front of the teahouse rattled.

I looked over there.

All I saw was a white hand pushing aside the bead curtain, and a bright face came out from the halo, giving birth to a face that is alluring.

Thin lips are not dotted but vermilion, eyebrows are not painted but black.

Her skin is as white as snow, her body is thin, and she walks like a willow.

And what attracted me the most was her pair of almond eyes shining like stars, with a touch of sadness, but inexplicably a trace of determination.

It was the first time I saw a woman who could hide two extreme emotions in her eyes.

Just one glance is ten thousand years.

Her arrival attracted the attention of many people, but she turned a blind eye to it. She found the shopkeeper familiarly and went to the private room on the second floor.

With a "bang", the door of the private room was shut heavily, cutting off those probing eyes.

My heart trembled slightly with the door.

I lowered my eyes and looked at the green tea, which was so clear that I couldn't help but smile.

so sweet.

It was the first time that I liked tea so much. After drinking Maojian, drink Tieguanyin, after drinking Tieguanyin, drink raw Pu, after drinking raw Pu, drink cooked Pu...

Pot after pot.

Until my envoy urged, "His Royal Highness, it's getting late, let's go back to the station, tomorrow we will attend the banquet set up by the Tiancang Regent."

I pondered for a moment, then I quietly glanced at the private room that the young woman entered from the corner of my eye.

Still the door is closed.

Just as I was about to tell the envoy that I would drink another pot of Dahongpao, the door of the private room finally opened.

I didn't have time to withdraw my eyes, and met the eyes of the woman who came out of the private room. I thought my eyes must be shining, and I don't know why the roots of my ears are feeling hot.

Holding a bag of tea leaves in her hand, the stunning woman walked slowly towards the downstairs.

Step by step.

I just feel that she is getting closer and closer to me, and I even have a little shortness of breath.

She stood still in front of me, showing a smile that turned all sentient beings upside down, "He is the prince of Dayong, my palace name is Qingyange, and he is the princess of Tiancang."

……

I struggled to wake up from the dream, only to find that the pillow had already been soaked, and my heart ached more and more.

I finally remembered her.

She is the smoke I miss.

I wanted to win Tiancang for her, but lost my original belief in the process of chasing power.

I thought some people would have been waiting in place.

But when the time is right, I stand in front of her again, and she looks at me with strange eyes.

She said she was not my smoker.

My cigarette is dead.

Died on the night when I could obviously save her.

I finally couldn't help crying.

Smoke.

I am so sorry.

How wonderful it would be if life were just like the first time you saw it.

(End of this chapter)