Xiao Rui narrowed his eyes slightly, and as his thoughts deepened, clouds surged upwards.
A twelve-fractured paper fan was tightly held in his left hand, and as he thought, he hit the palm of his right hand one by one.
Standing on his back, on the table behind him, the candles burst out from time to time, making puff sounds.
Father…If there really is one day, don’t blame the child!
…
After Xiao Rui left, King Nan’an’s study fell into a dead silence.
A piece of white wax had already burned to the end. In the house that was not too big, the moon that penetrated the clouds shone into the clear light, sprinkling half of the ground.
Indulging in the wide chair, the King of Nan’an’s face turned heavy and his eyes were a little weak.
Among his many sons, Xiao Rui is the best one.
He is proficient in everything.
Scheming, wise and strategic, is more than enough than those strategists.
Although he was the leader in the seizure of the throne, the implementation and deployment of all matters were all done by Xiao Rui.
He is proud of his son like this.
But… the premise of his pride is that this son can only be used by him, but he cannot have any thoughts he shouldn’t have.
Raising a child is like growing flowers.
Trim off the excess and leave what you want. This is the way to grow flowers. How can you let wild flowers be mixed!
What’s more, even though Xiao Rui is excellent, he has absorbed all the indifference, ruthlessness, cruelty and ruthlessness of him and his mother.
He is even less than this.
If there really is one day, Xiao Rui will definitely attack him mercilessly.
…
A ray of light appeared in the sinister eyes. King Nan’an took a deep breath, raised his hand and picked up the Piluochun on the table in front of him, which had already been cold, and drank it all in one gulp.
The teacup hit the table hard, and with a “bang”, the King of Nan’an opened his mouth, “From now on, you will always stare at the prince, and all his actions will be reported to me word by word.”
After saying nothing all night, the King of Nan’an’s voice was hoarse and low.
As he finished speaking, a figure suddenly flashed by, and a man in a gray robe stood on the marble floor illuminated by the moonlight.
“Subordinate to obey the order!” He held his fists and took the order, just as he flashed, and his words fell, like a ghost, and disappeared suddenly.
This is his private secret guard, Xiao Rui didn’t know about it.
The order was issued, and the King of Nan’an’s heart, which was depressed in the middle of the night, finally gradually calmed down.
Fight with him… Humph, I hope you don’t have that heart, otherwise…
What I don’t lack the least, it’s the son!
After ascending the throne, there were countless concubines in the three palaces and six courtyards, and could he still lack children?
At this time, he was in his prime. It would probably take at least twenty years to choose another new emperor to ascend the throne.
Twenty years are enough for him to train any swaddling baby to become the crown prince!
…
I didn’t sleep all night, and the next morning, King Nan’an was about to get up from the chair with his red eyes to rest. The servant outside the door knocked on the door and reported.
“Prince, the prince and the imperial doctor Zhou are here.”
Through a door, after a night of ups and downs in his mind, when he heard Xiao Rui again, a strange look flashed through his heart. A cold light floated in his eyes, but it was covered up by him in a flash.
Frowning slightly, Doctor Zhou is here…
“Let them come in!” He sat down again, and the King of Nan’an said.
According to their previous plan, yesterday, Doctor Zhou entered the palace to poison the emperor.