Zheng Fusheng thought that over the years, he had been sent to Princess Liu's mother to raise him from birth, and then he was separated to live alone when he was eight years old. When he was assigned to the most remote yard, Zheng Fusheng knew that he had been treated lightly, although he was young, so he was really sad for a while.

But after that, he slowly accepted the reality. After all, his father didn't meet him a few times and didn't take care of him. Therefore, Zheng Fusheng began to look forward to it day and night. He hoped that his father would come and see himself, and then obediently let him like himself.

However, the days passed in anticipation day by day. The tall father emperor in Zheng Fusheng's imagination was not in front of him now. His expectation gradually faded in the water of time until there was no expectation.

When he was young, he didn't have any memory. He didn't know whether he had seen the father emperor, but he had a memory. In addition to looking at the father emperor from a distance and seeing the father emperor from a close distance, it was really the state banquet at which Man'er was scolded by the staff. Maybe it was the luck that Man'er brought to him.

At the thought of Man'er, Zheng Fusheng's grievances and unwillingness dissipated. What's the use of begging others to be good to himself? All the things he asks for have no dignity. It's enough for Man'er to care about himself, love himself and help himself. Since others don't have sincerity, it's better to die early and save yourself from sadness.

The emperor also saw some thoughts of his third son. Even if he hid his expression, his momentary alienation from himself in his eyes was very illustrative. The emperor's heart couldn't help jumping. Did he really think too much of him? That foot may really be just an inch.

On the surface, Zheng Fusheng was wronged. As a result, he made such an obvious eccentric judgment. It's not surprising that he would have such a reaction. Even if he really deliberately kicked that kick, there's nothing wrong. After he was bullied, the person who didn't fight back is still a man.

The emperor put himself in his shoes and thought about what would happen if he were himself. The conclusion is that if he had just been bullied by his brother, his counterattack might be more direct and sharp. With such an assumption, the emperor felt that his behavior had deviated.

No matter whether the kick was intentional or not, if the third emperor had just failed to fight back, would he look down on him more and feel that he was weak and deceptive, and there was no arrogance and pride of the royal family. The emperor found that the more he thought about it, the more contradictory it was. He was too demanding of the third son.

It seems that no matter what Fu Sheng does, he is always wrong in his own eyes and heart. How can he blame his alienation from himself? Such a result is all caused by his own behavior. Why didn't he think of it earlier and put himself in his shoes.

"Fu Sheng, I'm worried about your injury. After all, I was cut so long and deep by the knife. Today, I was frightened by your second imperial brother and fell. Although I didn't directly touch the wound, it must have an impact on the wound, so my father asked you to go back and rest for a few days."

"Fu Sheng, you don't have any other ideas. The father just wants you to take care of yourself. Don't fall behind any disease. My son's body is very expensive. You can't see it when you spoil yourself so much. You'd better raise it completely and go to the court again. It's not so bad to listen to politics for seven or eight days."

"When you go back to the yard, I'll let Dr. Meng go and show you again. Don't really have any repetition. It's not easy to raise almost."

Zheng Fusheng was overwhelmed by his father's sudden warmth.

This was really beyond his expectation. He was not prepared to bear it. His heart was pounding uncontrollably. He looked forward to his concern for many years. Finally, when he heard such words, he felt so unreal. He felt like he was dreaming. He had given up, but it suddenly came again.

Zheng Fusheng suddenly lowered his head. He didn't want his father to see the damp layer in his eyes. He felt a little ashamed. A dozen people who didn't care about him had a good word or two, which made his mind fluctuate so far. It can be seen that his mind is not firm enough.

Zheng Fusheng bowed his head just subconsciously. In the eyes of the emperor, it was difficult to understand some meaning. How many wrongs the three emperors had suffered. He was moved to say something soft to him for the first time. In this way, he didn't know how many times he had said it to his second son. He always went in one ear and out another.

At the thought of his attitude towards the two sons, he didn't compare and didn't know. After the comparison, the emperor was more certain that he ignored the three sons too much. It's rare that Fusheng didn't hold a grudge against himself because of his negligence for so many years. At the time of crisis, only he stood in front of him.

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