Zhu Huan also understands this principle.

The palace is such a place, with rewards and punishments.

The prince almost fell off his horse, but no one was punished, which was unreasonable.

It is impossible to punish Huo Yixiao and Yin Lei. Zhu Qing also tried hard to save him. So the only one who was punished was Li De who did not follow him.

What's more, Li De has been causing trouble in the east.

Not only did Tang Zhaoyi hear the clue, but after being carried from the yard to the palace, Li De's various words made Zhu Huan very dissatisfied.

It was just that his legs hurt so badly that he thought it was difficult to speak, so he didn't bother with Li De.

Seeing that Zhu Huan was not opposed, Tang Zhaoyi felt a little depressed.

She smiled bitterly and said, "Speaking of this, when the dog slave was interrupted, the mother's chest was somewhat filled with breath."

Zhu Huan looked at Tang Zhaoyi: "Mother..."

Tang Zhaoyi's hand fell on the thick bedding.

Under the quilt was Zhu Huan's injured leg.

"The Imperial Doctor said," Tang Zhaoyi choked up, took a deep breath, and said, "The Imperial Doctor said, maybe he will be limping in the future."

"Yes," Zhu Huan said, "I think I may have some problems when walking, so I hit it very fiercely."

Tang Zhaoyi's tears of being angry with Li De before, and her eyes were circulating in her eyes: "Mother Mother doesn't want you to be a lame man, if her feet are lame..."

"Mother," Zhu Huan interrupted Tang Zhaoyi and whispered, "Mother, you should think so. At least I am still alive, at least I can still talk to you, eat, drink and dress by myself. Although I am a little lame, I can still go to your palace to talk to you and give you a portrait."

Tang Zhaoyi was in a daze.

Zhu Huan said again: "Think about the Empress and think about Concubine Feng. It's really not bad for me to be like this now."

Tang Zhaoyi's tears suddenly fell.

She thought of her heart that almost stopped beating when Eunuch Xu sent someone to report the news.

Even if the person who came said that the Imperial Doctor had seen him, His Highness had fallen on his leg and had nothing to do with him, Tang Zhaoyi was still afraid.

I have to see it with my own eyes before I feel relieved, but I am still afraid after seeing it with my own eyes.

Because, it's a lesson from the past.

Zhu Sheng was rescued by poisoning, but he became a living dead person. He could not move or speak, and he could only cry.

Feng Jieyu seemed to have become ten years older overnight. No matter how strong she was, she forced herself to cheer up, and her son's cruel pain still surrounds her.

Tang Zhaoyi and Feng Jieyu have been serving the emperor for more than 20 years. In the past, no matter how fierce the competition for favor was, no matter how big or small there were conflicts, I was somewhat moved to see her like this.

Zhu Yu is even worse.

Empress Yu rushed over to hear the news and faced her son who was carried back from a pool of blood. She stayed until dawn, and waited until her son died and became cold.

The sky collapsed in an instant, and it was not surprising that Queen Yu chose to commit suicide.

With those two ruts in front, how could Tang Zhaoyi not be afraid?

Zhu Huan is right, she should actually be grateful.

Fortunately, my son just injured his leg, was not poisoned like Zhu Sheng, nor was he covered in blood like Zhu Yu.

"I, I..." Tang Zhaoyi wiped her tears and said, "I'm limping, what can you do in the future..."

Zhu Huan understood what Tang Zhaoyi didn't say.

He is a prince, and he does not lack money or people to serve him. Not to mention being a lame person, even if he breaks one leg, he doesn't have to worry about his future life.

What's more, he just walked unsteadily and did not affect his daily life at all.

After that, the only thing that will affect it is the chair.

The father has other sons, so the courtiers will not choose a prince with a broken body as his heir.

He has no chance with the Dragon Chair.

Zhu Huan sighed, took a handkerchief and wiped his tears for Tang Zhaoyi: "I'm going to tell my mother that I've been thinking about this all these days."

Tang Zhaoyi looked at her son.

"You said last time, you didn't know if you were pushing me to the end. I kept wondering if I really wanted to take it and whether I could afford it. I didn't have an answer," Zhu Huan smiled bitterly, "I was very conflicted and hesitant, and I felt like a stone was pressing on my heart, which made me breathless.

Until just now, when the imperial physician said that I would be limping in the future, I suddenly felt relieved.

It also made me realize that this is my answer.”

Tang Zhaoyi said: "Huan'er..."

Zhu Huan tried hard to bend his lips again, trying to make himself smile sincerely: "I am now, so it should be okay to go to the emperor to comment on calligraphy and painting."

Tang Zhaoyi was heartbroken.

It seemed like there was a pair of big hands, and I grabbed it hard.

Since Zhu Sheng had an accident and the beauty Qi was randomly accused of playing King Cheng, Zhu Huan has never been to Prince Cheng's Mansion again.

Even though Princess Yongshou had accepted her and ordered Mei Mei to poison her before her death, Zhu Huan did not go again.

He was avoiding suspicion and was good to himself and King Cheng.

It is not easy to be obsessed with calligraphy in painting. Zhu Huan, a prince who is still in the undercurrent, does not want to cause trouble to King Cheng.

Tang Zhaoyi looked at her son for a moment.

Her son, obviously loves calligraphy very much. His happiest thing in the past was that he could discuss his preferences with King Cheng and observe King Cheng's various collections, but because of these reasons, he gave up his joy.

Yes, the man on the dragon throne is carrying the world and carrying millions of people on his shoulders, and he must make sacrifices.

Tang Zhaoyi also asked for her son.

But now, she thought that she could stop asking for it, and there was no need to ask for it anymore.

The answer was in front of them, mother and son.

God told them the answer.

Tang Zhaoyi also wanted to respond to her son's smile, but unfortunately, she smiled so ugly that she cried: "Yes, if you can meet King Cheng without any worries, King Cheng will also welcome you very much. Mother, Mother, Mother needs some time to accept it."

"Mother's wife..." Zhu Huan said.

"Don't worry," said Tang Zhaoyi, "It's just too sudden. My mother can adjust it. As for you, you can recover from the wounds. There are several types of lame men. You should try to raise them better, otherwise you will have to put on a crutch in the future, so it's a problem."

Zhu Huan nodded and agreed.

Tang Zhaoyi looked at Zhu Qing: "Take good care of Your Highness."

Zhu Qing was busy responding.

Outside, Eunuch Xu and several officials were carefully inspecting Li Cao.

The emperor still stood aside and asked Huo Yixiao: "You asked the black cat and horse to the horse, do you suspect someone would harm Huan'er?"

"I'm afraid I can't explain it." Huo Yixiao replied.

"That's not that you don't have a reason to do that," the emperor sighed. "If you are worried about Tang Zhaoyi, I will repay for her first. If something happened to Huan'er, she will be anxious and anxious. If you say something wrong, don't take it to your heart. When she calms down afterwards, you will know what's right or wrong."

"Empress, no," Huo Yixiao said, "Empress has been in the palace for so many years, and has never seen any ghosts and monsters. How could she be anxious to say to me? The emperor underestimates the empress too much."

emperor:……
Chapter completed!