To this day, the emperor of Beiji is gradually getting old, and he is not as able to judge right from wrong as before.
A few years ago, I listened to the slander, and felt that Xiao Wang's lineage would eventually succeed, and that it would be a scourge and would threaten his throne, so I originally wanted to ban it, but I didn't expect that before he did it, Xiao Wang had already died of an old disease.
This is exactly what he wanted, not to mention the unkind title, the Beiji Emperor was very satisfied with this, and completely ignored the things in Xiao Wang's mansion, and had no intention of taking back the title of Su Yu's son .
But in the palace, having this title is even more enviable, especially those women who hang out in the backyard and the children of concubines who don't have much knowledge.
One can imagine the life Su Yu lived.
Prince Xiao's mansion has long been in ruins, but the population in the mansion is still large, and there is a lack of food and clothing, and no one cares about Su Yu, the son of Prince Xiao who was young and incompetent when he lost his parents.
In fact, Su Yu's life was quite passable at first, but when everyone in the palace found out that the emperor not only did not give Su Yu a high view of Xiao Wangfu, but was still a little disgusted, everyone's attitude changed.
It is true, after all, this is an era of distinct levels, if there is no silent instruction from the king, these concubines will not directly step on the son's head.
This winter is still tough.
It has been winter for a while, and it has already snowed outside, and the road to the outside of Prince Xiao's Mansion is a little slippery. A boy who looks a little thin hangs his head, wearing slightly ill-fitting clothes, carrying a few Walking out a little bit cautiously.
There are actually a few shops under the Prince Xiao's Mansion. Although the business is not good, it is still enough for a family to survive if they make ends meet. It's just that the billionaires in the mansion don't think so. They are used to rich clothes and fine food. This kind of money is not enough, let alone allocated to other people.
So Su Yu didn't get much carbon for heating this winter.
It's really just in time for the coldest weather, so this is the plan to pick up some firewood from outside. Although it is not very useful, it is better than nothing.
The boy lowered his head and walked step by step, making it difficult for people to see the emotion in his eyes. Generally speaking, there are people guarding the front door and he is not willing to let him go out. There is no one guarding the back, but it is closed all the year round. It takes some effort to open.
When he got to the back door, his fingertips touched the cold horizontal column covered with snow.
Su Yu's fingertips trembled slightly, and that face finally lifted up. He was only a little boy in his teens. He looked a little thin, but his appearance was quite delicate. The corners of his lips were pursed with a stubborn taste, and his black eyes It was deep and deep, and I didn't know what I was thinking.
Although it was cold for a while, Su Yu finally gritted his teeth and moved the wooden block away, pushed the door out a crack, and got out like this.
As soon as I went out, the cold wind howled outside.
The wind was like a knife, blowing straight on the person's face, which was painful and cold.
Su Yu paused on the spot, finally chose a direction, and walked over there.
Fortunately, King Xiao likes to be quiet because of his old illness, so the palace was built in a relatively remote place.