The night is dark.

In the bedroom, behind the hanging curtain, there was no light except for the few night pearls placed in the corner.

The thick curtain was also placed on the dragon bed, which made the night pearl not dazzling, but the very soft light blocked the outside.

The emperor did not sleep soundly.

He was in a bad mood during the day today.

Huo Yixiao was so angry that he didn't even have a lot of lunch. In the afternoon, Chen Zhenghan and Zhao Taibao came to persuade him and enlighten him again.

He was told not to force Huo Yixiao in his words.

Using those two people's words, even if the emperor took the rehabilitation of the Pingxi Marquis's Mansion as a squash and forced Huo Yixiao to nod and return to his ancestors, the relationship between father and son was completely broken.

Chen Zhenghan is very thoughtful.

"I know you don't want your blood to fall out and want to give him an identity, but the emperor, you recognize your son, not your enemy."

"In ancient times, people said that the Tian family had no affection, there were many princes, and there were many disputes afterwards. If you want to recognize a son who was completely disconnected from you, the situation will be even more complicated."

"I shouldn't have said these things. These words are too outrageous and very inappropriate, but I sincerely consider the emperor and the fourth son. Although you are so angry that you want to scold and punish the fourth son from time to time, you also like him very much."

"People say that children are debt collectors, and the other high men dare not 'collection' from you. Do you want to turn the only one who dares to 'collection' into 'collection'?"

"I have also tested the meaning of the Fourth Prince. He still agrees with your father, but there are other knots. I will give him some time and I will persuade him again. You have the opportunity to restrain him, but you don't need to do this time. You have overturned the verdict for the Marquis of Pingxi. Can the Fourth Prince not understand your painstaking efforts in his heart?"

"If you have a bad breath, I will find two more lobbyists. Please ask Princess Cheng'an to persuade the fourth prince's wife to blow some pillow wind."

Chen Zhenghan said a lot.

The nagging and family matters became the second Eunuch Wu.

The more the emperor listened, the more he knew that Chen Zhenghan was not easy.

The dignified Censor of the Censorate was tortured to this extent.

At the same time, he also knew that what Chen Zhenghan said was the truth, but he was feeling uncomfortable and his tone was always blocked.

So much so that I didn't use a few sips for dinner.

I only cushioned my stomach before going to bed and I rested early.

This break did not make him feel more comfortable.

Maybe the bedding was too heavy, or maybe the air was too stuffy, so he breathed heavily, and he went over and over again. Finally, he was not smooth in one breath and woke up.

He sat up from the bed and gasped.

All over my body, wet and cold sweat.

The emperor slowly took a break and lifted the curtain of the bed.

The soft night pearl was not dazzling, he raised his voice and called out.

The little eunuch who was vigilant woke up and rushed to the bed to serve him, serving him a cup of warm tea.

Soon, Eunuch Wu came over in his clothes, looked at the emperor's face, and said, "Are you a nightmare? The clothes that are so tide are uncomfortable, I'll serve you to change your clothes."

The emperor agreed.

Eunuch Wu observed his expression and knew that he had something to say, so he gave the eunuch a wink.

The eunuch hurriedly left, staying outside, not allowing others to come in, and he didn't listen.

The emperor changed into clean clothes and drank another cup of tea, and his whole body gradually stabilized.

He sat in front of the bed, was silent for a while, and said, "I dreamed of Yixiao's mother."

Eunuch Wu was shocked and lowered his eyes, not immediately answering the words.

The emperor said again: "Light up the light and bring me a mirror."

Eunuch Wu did as he did.

The bedroom was much brighter, and the night pearl's light was covered.

The emperor took the mirror and looked at his neck.

His neck, skin is flat and his Adam's apple is bulging.

The emperor touched it with his other hand, and what he felt was still flat.

He chuckled.

In the dream just now, there was a red mark on his neck.

It's much more exaggerated than Yixiao's appearance that day.

The traces are very deep, bleeding, and the skin is broken.

It is not the sweetness that is uncontrollable when emotions move, but hatred and resentment, departure, anger.

As a result, as soon as I opened my eyes, the traces disappeared and disappeared completely.

Dreams will wake up, and the past will also disappear with time.

No matter how deep the wound was left at that time, it disappeared after so many years.

The emperor handed the mirror to Eunuch Wu.

When Eunuch Wu took it with both hands and put it back in the distance, the emperor's voice came from behind.

"I originally felt that Yixiao's facial features were not like me, nor was he that much like his mother. In the past two years, I occasionally felt that they were still similar to each other."

Eunuch Wu was worried.

The emperor almost never talks about the mother of the fourth son.

That is, for the Emperor, it is always a disgraceful existence.

today……

Maybe it was influenced by the words of Lord Chen and Zhao Taibao...

Eunuch Wu thought for a while and said, "Actually, the young man doesn't remember the appearance of that person. The young man used to be an ordinary job and had almost no chance to meet noble people. Maybe he took a look from a distance, but he really couldn't remember it."

The emperor said, "I am also a little blurred when I wake up, but once I dream, it is very clear, just like she is still in front of me."

"You are thinking about it every day and dreaming about it at night," Eunuch Wu walked back to the bed, waited for the emperor to lie down, and said, "I have been talking about the Fourth Master these days. You have not made up your mind, so..."

The emperor sighed and shook his head: "What do you think?"

"I thought it was a young man," said Wu, "the words of several elders are reasonable."

The emperor did not speak.

Speaking of this, Eunuch Wu simply made up his mind and continued: "You are always angry with the fourth son, but you also love him the most.

Among so many Your Highness, the only one who can make you angry like an ordinary father is him.

The Emperor, the differences between parents and children are, in addition to being stubborn, in the end they are all concessions to their parents..."

"Yes," the emperor sighed, "I am angry with Huihui, and Huihui gives in. He is determined to marry Wen Yan, and I follow him; he must be careful of time to get married, and I follow him..."

"The fourth young master can understand you," said Mr. Wu, "He just doesn't use nice words to speak, but his heart is also aimed at you, his mouth is so good."

After hearing Eunuch Wu's advice, the emperor settled the bill again and rested.

Closed his eyes, the man's facial features appeared in his mind, which was indeed not as clear as in his dreams.

Only those eyes looked at him.

There is no joy, only hatred.

The emperor slept very lightly in the second half of the night, and he couldn't cheer up when the time came to get up.

He changed into a dragon robe and looked at himself in his glasses.

He is already middle-aged, and even though he is well maintained, he is not as good as he is twenty years ago.

Time left traces on his face, but at the same time, it also took away a lot.

It's all over.
Chapter completed!