In the prison, Yu Wenjing's heart suddenly hurt.

It was like someone was stabbing his heart with a knife.

The pain was so intense that all the internal organs were burning, every bone in the limbs and every piece of flesh was in pain.

"Puffy sleeves."

He called her name, but no one responded to his words.

He murmured her name and slowly curled up.

His eyes were empty, completely dim and dead.

He knew that this time, he had really lost her completely.

After an unknown amount of time, Yu Wenjing lay on the cold floor tiles, looking at the top of his head and speaking,

"I want to see Yuwen Chen."

The guard on duty heard Yu Wenjing's self-absorbed voice and sarcastically said, "What a joke, how can the emperor see you!"

Yu Wenjing pounded his fists on the ground in circles, and soon there were blood stains. However, as if he didn't know the pain, he stubbornly repeated the movements and repeated a sentence numbly in his mouth,

"I want to see Yu Wenchen, please find Yu Wenchen."

The guard saw this and decided to inform the situation after careful consideration.

Something happened in prison today, and they didn't want to cause any more trouble.

Moreover, Yu Wenjing was a heavy prisoner. If they had any misdeeds before the emperor's order came down, they would not be able to explain to the emperor.

As the footsteps faded away, Yu Wenjing touched the cool floor tiles, closed his eyes, and let his tears fall.

When he closed his eyes, he saw endless darkness, but he could see the person he wanted to see.

He read softly and sighed in a low voice,

"Yingxiu, wait for me, I will come to find you right away."

Time passed little by little until night fell.

Just after the second watch, Yuwen Chen stepped into the prison.

The guard opened the cell, looked at the person sitting facing the wall, and said, "I heard that you want to see me."

Yu Wenjing sat in the corner with his back to him and asked,

"What are you going to do with me? Ling Chi? Cut in half? Or crack the car? You should always use me as an example to serve as a warning to others."

There was silence in the air for a moment.

After silence, Yuwen Chen spoke up, "I told you to go to Lingnan."

Yu Wenjing smiled foolishly, turned around in disbelief,

"Now that things have happened, you still haven't killed me? I forced the palace to rebel, so you just imprisoned me?"

He stood up slowly, looked at the mysterious dragon robe worn on Yuwen Chen, and smiled sarcastically,

"In this world, there can only be one thing left between you and me. Since you are the winner, it is my death."

Yu Wenjing stood up. There was only a small window in the cell, and there was very little moonlight that could shine in.

Yu Wenjing raised his head and glanced at the moonlight outside the window.

The moonlight is all the same, erratic and cold, without any warmth at all.

The past years are so vivid in my mind that everything seems ridiculous.

Standing upright facing the wall, he looked up out of the window and said,

"I studied literature at the age of four, horseback riding at the age of seven, and archery at the age of eight. Among all the princes, I am the only one who is always taken by my father. I have respected my father all my life, and I am happy to do everything he wants.

What you do evil is evil. I always thought I had the care of my father, but until one day everything changed."

He looked over, looking ridiculous and ridiculous.

"I always thought it was you. Because of you, because of your existence, everything changed. It wasn't until one day that I accidentally learned that in the eyes of my father, I was just a dispensable pawn, and my existence was nothing more than a pawn.

It is your experience that serves as a stepping stone for you. My existence is as absurd as a joke."

He always thought he was lucky.

He is a proud son born in the noble imperial city. He has the concern of his father. Although his mother-in-law is not in the middle palace, she is his most beloved concubine.

He received respect, glory and dignity, and he was the most noble prince in the eyes of the entire imperial city.

Once upon a time, he thought that the love and care he received from his father was true.

But from beginning to end, he was just a pawn.

And in the end, because of Yuwen Chen, he will become an abandoned son.

Just because of the destiny given by the late Imperial Master?

So what is his life?

So what is his existence?

His father, the father he respected and respected the most, was so cruel. He lifted him up into the clouds and then let him fall into the mud with his own hands.

In the end, everything is fake.

Everything is fake.

But...but why?

Why did he have to become a sacrificial tool?

He thought of his shock when he learned everything on the snowy night before last.

There was a time when he had been blaming himself and blaming himself deeply.

He always thought that it was because of him that his mother and concubine met such a miserable end, and that the Lin family fell.

He knows that he is not a very good person.

He knew he was wrong. He had thought about being a good person and living his life well.

However, it wasn't until that day that he learned everything.

It turns out that no matter what, his father will eventually alienate him.

Regardless of whether he cares or not, the throne will not be given to him.

Regardless of whether he is wrong or not, the Lin family will be demoted.

Because the person chosen by destiny was Yu Wenchen, not him.

He was never the person chosen by his father.

Back then, he didn't understand why his mistake involved his mother and concubine? Why did his father severely suppress the Lin family?

He doesn't understand, isn't his mother-in-law his father's favorite person?

After years of love, why can you be so cruel?

How can you give up so resolutely? You can't enter the mausoleum, there is no title, no record, it can only be turned into a handful of flying ashes, and no bones remain.

He grew up by his father's side. When he started to write Chinese calligraphy, his father personally chose a pen for him. He still keeps that pen. His calligraphy was also taught by his father himself. When riding a horse, his father helped him get on the saddle.

, even during several illnesses, his father was still waiting for him, but the affection between father and son that has lasted for many years could actually be fake.

Just because of the words of the late Imperial Master, could it be that all the family ties accumulated over so many years and days are not counted?

He fought back and forth, refusing to surrender or give in, but little did he know that the outcome had already been predetermined.

His father rebuked him and demoted his mother and concubine because the emperor of Beiyu only needed one queen mother, and the powerful one only needed one.

Since the Qi family was chosen for Yu Wenchen's support, the government naturally no longer needs a balanced situation, so the Lin family needs to be suppressed.

And at the beginning, his mistake was just the opportunity that triggered everything.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Because the person chosen by God is Yuwen Chen, he becomes the useless one.

Together with the power of his mother's concubine Lin clan, they also became a threat to Yuwen Chen's throne.

Therefore, he needs to be left out, his mother and concubine need to be demoted, and the Lin family needs to be marginalized.

All of this is to clear the way and clear the barriers for Yu Wenchen to ascend the throne.

It's funny that during that period, his father suppressed him and comforted him; he gave him hope, but also made him disappointed and despairing.

In a fight between father and son, he actually had to guard against him to such an extent?

Not willing to tell a word of truth.

As a prince, of course he wants to go further for the position that is so close to him.

But if his father had told him the answer in advance, he thought... he would have let it go.

He has a father, a mother and a concubine, and he has gained a lot, so why should he cling to one throne again?

But, no.

there has never been.

He was repeatedly rejected and isolated, but could not get a word of truth.

And those incomprehensions slowly turned into resentment and resentment in the night of depression.
To be continued...