Pretty Consort: Prince, Don't Run away

"Actually, it's quite good to be an idle prince like this, but where is your unwillingness to do so?" What does this country have to do with you? Right now, the Emperor is behaving in a disorderly manner. Do you really expect him to suddenly find his way back? "

It was simple to know that he had done something wrong.

However, it was the most difficult thing in the world to make someone admit their wrongs.

Song Chongjing did not say a word, he only looked at the wine pot on the table, thinking for a moment, he extended his hand and grabbed the wine pot, then raised his head and cleaned it.

Xi Mengyao did not care about him, and sat down on the side while waving his little bun.

This winter's fan was rather unique. It was just that the sun had recently risen, so it didn't seem too out of place.

After looking for a long time, Song Chongjing suddenly turned his head, and seeing Xi Mengyao's relaxed look, he bit his lips, and thought a bit and asked: "What will happen to you?"

Xi Mengyao turned her head, and did not quite understand what he was saying.

Song Chongjing then continued: "If in the future, you become an idle princess without any power or influence, what will happen to you?"

Xi Mengyao only laughed faintly: "My life like this isn't too bad. I don't have any big ambitions, I just like to check out some weird things. If you have nothing better to do, don't you have your own intentions? "

"But you …" Song Chongjing said, but could not bear to say more.

However, Xi Mengyao seemed to understand his meaning, and only shook her head: "Although there are some things that I can't bear to see, in the end, I'll just cover my eyes and not see."

Xi Mengyao sighed when she said this.

Whether it was the present or the past, there were always many unfair things in the world. It was indeed good for someone to stand out and solve the problem, but if that wasn't the case, she could only wait and see.

Sometimes, if he wanted to help them, he might as well give them a good meal so that they could enjoy the moment and then end their own life.

There are some people who want to cry out after feeling wronged, but he will never know. The person he wants to complain to already knows that he has been wronged, but they do not care. They will pretend that they did not hear it.

As Xi Mengyao spoke, she turned around and looked at Song Chongjing: "Tell me, after watching this kind of thing for so long, other than watching, what else can you do?"

Hearing that, Song Chongjing slammed the table and stood up, "But we don't care about that anymore! "There are many injustices in this world, but we, who were born with the right to solve their problems, have the duty to help them. If we retreat like this, what kind of people are we?!"

"Defend justice!" After Xi Mengyao heard this, she immediately clapped.

But when she said these words, she actually sat upright on her own table, and looked at Song Chongjing with a gaze seemingly carrying a trace of ridicule.

Song Chongjing did not understand what she meant, and frowned as he looked at her, "Shouldn't we do it this way? There are too many people in the world, too many things that I can't do anything about. However, if I have the ability to do so, then I can't do anything to them. "

"But what is your ability?" Xi Mengyao ridiculed, "Your ability was also bestowed to you by the Emperor. Your ability was eternally imprisoned under a single shackle and if you want to break free from that shackle, that would be revolting.

Xi Mengyao's sarcastic words were actually true.

Song Chongjing had nothing to say, but looked at her. Although he was unwilling, there was nothing he could do.

Seeing that, Xi Mengyao also shook her head, and laughed: "Actually you do not have to be like this, there are many things you cannot solve, but there are some that you might not be able to."

"You mean …" Song Chongjing looked at him thoughtfully.

"Speaking of which, there's something interesting going on today …" Xi Mengyao said, but looked outside: "But, we'll talk about it later."

What she saw was Old Housekeeper outside the house.

For some reason, that person respectfully led two people and waited outside.

Song Chongjing noticed her gaze and immediately turned to see the butler standing outside the door. Looking at it this way, he was also deep in thought. As he thought, he turned around and frowned, "Recently, I noticed that something is wrong with him. Could it be that you've also discovered something?"

Xi Mengyao shook his head: "Don't ask me that, have I found out that this is my problem? I will tell you when the time comes. Now, even if I wanted to tell you something, I'm afraid there are people who would be unhappy. "

After saying that, she made a gesture of doing things in the dark, then propped herself up using the chair to prop herself up. Still, she happily waved her hand towards the butler.

Seeing this, the butler was naturally depressed. However, he could only helplessly nod and smile. After turning around, his face immediately turned cold.

After Song Chongjing went out to eat, the butler came over immediately and said softly: "Your Highness, the strategists in the mansion said that they want to discuss some important matters with you."

Hearing that, Song Chongjing looked at the sky suspiciously, but it was noon: What important matter do you want to discuss now?

The steward only shook his head. "They only said it was a big matter …"

Seeing that, Song Chongjing could only nod his head and follow. After he walked over, he saw that the study room was already full.

Those were all strategists raised by the mansion. All of them stood with their hands cupped before their chests and their clothes draped, giving off an extremely respectful appearance.

However, these people all had expressions of disdain, as well as a rather angry expression. Seeing them act this way, Song Chongjing knew exactly why they had come here.

With that, he went back and closed the door. "Although I have suffered some grievances in the imperial court today, it is still the emperor's order after all. I have no choice but to obey."

After the few of them heard this, they looked at each other as if they had made a decision. Then, one of them stood out and cupped his hands, and said to Song Chongjing: "Since the Emperor's words are displeasing to you, and are useless to the world, why do you need to listen to it?"

"How many people in this world are unable to be emperors!?" Anyone who had the ability to do so would be able to rise up and wear a yellow robe! If it is Cheng Ming Jun, his beautiful name will be passed down through the ages! "

"What the world needs has never been an emperor, but an enlightened ruler, your highness!"

After they finished talking, they all kneeled down.

"What did you say!" After Song Chongjing heard these words, he was enraged, "Didn't I tell you guys this before, you don't need to talk about this anymore!"

His tone carried an irresistible sternness, but the advisers, seeing this, did not back off in the slightest.

Not only that, there was someone who took a step back and looked straight at Song Chongjing, clasping his hands together as he spoke: "Your Highness! Do you think he has no backup for what the Emperor has done? "If he were to take away your military authority, you would have nothing left on your hands!"

"After this, your royal family's secret service might even be removed. Are you just going to watch like this?"

"Am I going to rebel!?" Song Chongjing immediately asked, his tone becoming more severe.