Sandalwood incense lingered in the Great Harmony Hall.
Yue Tong carefully lit the incense and cleared the ashes in the cauldron. She turned around and closed the door, leaving the silent Monarch alone in the huge hall.
It had been a day and a night since Fan Bai was taken away. Qin Feng didn't know what he had done.
He really wanted to do something during today's morning court session.
However, the Prime Minister's expression was grim. He frowned and said to him,
As the days passed, perhaps Naojiang had already noticed something and asked him if he should do something.
How ridiculous. They were the ones who wanted to kill him, and now they were asking him what to do. "What do you think, Prime Minister?"
He could clearly see the contempt in the Prime Minister's eyes. Those people who were wearing court clothes and bowing respectfully were probably just like the Prime Minister, looking down on him.
They seemed to be respectful to him, but in fact, they treated him as trash. This was the consensus in everyone's hearts.
He obviously felt disdain in his heart, but pretended to be respectful and hypocritically asked what he thought. He clearly knew that he was asking to maintain the superficial etiquette, but he still used the same hypocritical words to answer. Who was more hypocritical?
Even so, wasn't he someone who had seen through him since he was young?
In the past, she was used to it and did not think about such questions. However, Fan Bei, if she knew that she was such a person and such a monarch, what would she think?
She probably already knew.
The look of disbelief in her eyes when she left was like a nightmare floating in his mind.
Qin Feng came back to his senses. The sandalwood scent in the hall was a bit stronger. At first, he didn't notice it, but now that he smelled it, he just wanted to leave.
According to etiquette, incense must be lit in Great Harmony Hall. He remembered that Yue Tong had said something like this last time.
So, the ambergris that he didn't like had become another sandalwood?
This was the identity of a king, a sovereign, and a ruler. This was how he lived.
They were like puppets, living under their control.
Qin Feng left Great Peace Hall and went to Pepper Hall.
The attendants and palace maids they met along the way bowed. "My Lord." "Your Majesty."
Qin Feng laughed in his heart. Who was the Saint?
He was just a person who had survived by luck.
Qin Feng stepped onto the wooden steps and sat down against the wall.
This was the palace where his mother lived when she was alive. Now that no one lived here and it was neglected, it was about to become a cold palace.
His mother was just a small concubine in the harem. She was not of noble birth, nor did she have a stunning appearance. She had a gentle personality and was an unknown person.
If it wasn't for the fact that she was lucky and pregnant, she would probably have died with the late emperor.
Because she was pregnant, her noble father took a few more glances at her, and her luck changed.
It was also because of these two glances that they almost killed the mother and son.
In such an open and secret harem, a person who was able to give birth to a prince safely after the empress and the concubines knew that she was pregnant was really blessed by the gods.
He was the first prince, and also the last.
In the past, the princes were either killed by the jealousy and malice of the women in the harem or by the neglect of their father.
The king, who was already considered old, finally had a son. Naturally, he was happy. Hence, he had the title of a mother and a concubine, and this pepper palace.
This painted wall was the winter when he was born. Because his mother was afraid of the cold and he was born weak, his father specially ordered someone to paint a layer of Pine Cloud Fruit on it.
It was a warm winter, but it was also the winter that drew the curtains of his destiny.
The Free Cloud Fruit was such a precious thing, so it naturally attracted the attention of many people.
It also created his mother's life of fear and fear, as well as his own weak character.
This was the survival rule of the harem. Only princes who could not achieve anything could survive.
His mother had thought about it this way. She had lived a peaceful life, become a prince, marry a princess, and let her grandfather's family shine.
But who would have known that he was actually the last prince? The Empress had miscarriages again and again and was unable to give birth to children. In her anger, she made the other concubines unable to give birth.
His father, who was already old, had no choice but to make him the crown prince, even if he could no longer take off the label of being a good-for-nothing.
Although her mother was honest and gentle, she also understood the principle of protecting herself. If she was not outstanding and had no talent, she would not become the target of public criticism.
However, he still became one because of fate.
No one in the palace will help you. Ah Feng, if you want to live, you can only rely on yourself.
His mother had said so.
No matter if it was a servant or a maidservant, no matter how much kindness they gave him, they could not be trusted.
Oh, there was one person who could.
Zhao Zhao is a doctor.
Back then, it was him, a small apothecary, who stepped forward when the imperial physicians did not dare to offend the authorities to treat his pregnant mother.
His father was very happy and rewarded him with an imperial physician. He was also a really good person. Since he was young, he had saved him many times without caring about the consequences.
Now that he was the monarch, he could not put him in an important position because being too close to him would harm him.
She knew that he was in a difficult situation in the Imperial Academy of Medicine, and she also knew that his family life was very difficult, but she could only stand by and watch.
It was just like how Fan Bei, the second person who stepped forward to save him, was about to be locked up in prison, and he could only stand by and watch.
The secret paulownia tree in the garden in front of the hall was no longer open.
The last time Fan Bei spoke to Yu Tong and the others, he said that Yamato Palace Hall was named after the secret tung tree. He said that there was only one kind of flower in each palace, but that was not the case, because Jiao Palace also had a secret tung tree.
When he was young, his father had neglected his mother and himself for a period of time because of the empress. Later, when he returned, he planted a secret tree that only existed in Yamato Palace outside Pepper Palace.
It was difficult to guess the thoughts of the sovereign, so he did not try to guess.
However, Mi Tong's mother liked it very much.
Although both of them were no longer around. The flower that once symbolized supreme glory had lost its meaning.
Qin Feng didn't look at it anymore and left Pepper Palace. The path outside Pepper Palace was here. He had faced death countless times and met someone who blocked that threat and survived.
A month ago, he ascended the throne and became the ruler of the West Qin.
Although she was the monarch in name, in fact, all the power of the country was in the hands of the Empress Dowager.
The Empress was the elder sister of the Prime Minister, and she had the support of the General Qi Clan.
All the big and small matters were handled by them.
He was used to this kind of life, so he didn't feel that there was anything wrong with it.
That day, Fan Bei asked him worriedly why the memorial only needed to be approved, and he replied in the same way.
I don't think it's inappropriate.
This was fate. He was already thankful to the gods for being alive.
Therefore, he was also accepting of the marriage alliance and the person he would spend the rest of his life with.
Peace in troubled times was built on the agreement between allies.
It was the best thing to get the support of the allies.
However, on the night of the wedding, everything changed.
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