"Taxue, why am I sitting on the ground?" The tenth prince asked with some doubts.
Yu Qingyu rolled his eyes, thinking of you Jin Yutian! If you have the ability, don't come out next time.
Suppressing the emotions in my heart, I said to the Tenth Prince as if nothing had happened: "How do I know? By the way, do you really believe that I am a prophet?"
The Tenth Prince stood up silently, suddenly felt that something was wrong with the pants, and pulled them awkwardly with his hand, the dirty pants felt creamy and sticky when they touched the skin.
Tenth Prince: "..." Who the hell will tell him what's going on
The tenth prince looked at Yu Qingyu suspiciously, and Yu Qingyu looked back innocently.
No matter what you look at, I will never admit that I did it, so let him go if he wants to!
The tenth prince coughed lowly: "I have something to do, let's talk about it next time." After saying this, the tenth prince hurried away.
What are you running for? He won’t laugh at him for getting his pants on. He wants to wear pants, but he runs around naked every day. Did he say anything
The emperor looked at the memorial to the crown prince in front of him, and sighed. After all, he was the son he had spoiled for more than 20 years. He didn't believe that he would do such things.
"Come here, ask the prince to come to the imperial study."
The prince came generously, bowed his hands to the emperor, asked the emperor how he was, and did not kneel down, because the emperor himself said that the prince could not kneel to anyone.
The emperor looked at the tall and straight prince, and at his increasingly stooped figure, suddenly changed his face, and told the prince to kneel outside the imperial study.
The emperor still doesn't know what's going on with his psychology at the moment, but he is the emperor, no one can tell him to hold back his unhappiness, the crown prince told him to be unhappy, he can throw the crown prince outside the palace to punish him, no need to explain Why, because he is the emperor.
The prince knelt outside the palace with a flat expression, without even frowning, without even asking why, when the emperor asked him to kneel, he knelt, he was no longer the person who was favored by the emperor before, now he is in In the eyes of the emperor, it is no longer the lovely son, but the person who misses the chair under his buttocks. He has already seen it clearly, and although the emperor does not understand his thoughts, he already has an aversion to him, doesn't he? So he knelt down without hesitation at all, if he contradicted a few words, it would only push the emperor's heart further and further away, which was not what he wanted.
The emperor saw the prince kneeling under the scorching sun without saying a word, the anger in his heart not only did not subside, but he panicked even more. He didn't know what was wrong with him, so he left a message to ask the prince to continue kneeling, while he I went to find a little concubine to vent my anger.
The fact that the crown prince was punished to kneel outside the imperial study room spread throughout the palace within half an hour.
King Zhijun: Is it because of those excerpts? If so, that would be great, and it would not be in vain for him to collect them.
Third prince: The prince was punished to kneel? Hahaha... He knew that the prince's noble appearance would sooner or later offend Emma Huang. No, he wanted to write a poem to celebrate.
Fourth Prince: Pick up a pen and write down the word 'forbearance', now is not the time.
Fifth Prince: Is this day going to change
Seventh Prince: It's none of my business that the prince is punished to kneel down, why not find a woman to have fun.
The Eighth Prince: Who will benefit the most from the prince's fall from grace, the eldest? Or the fourth? He beat his leg again. If his leg is good, how many things can he do right now? God misled me! !
(end of this chapter)