Sima Cong didn't speak for a moment. After a while, he walked to the mahogany table in the palace and pinched a handful of the big red impatiens flower in full bloom. His slender fingers seemed to intentionally or unintentionally traced the delicate petals.

He said calmly: "It's because you know it very well in your heart." His smile deepened, "Qinghan, your heart is like a bright mirror. Sometimes I really wish you were stupider."

What he said was meaningless. Li Qinghan sneered, walked behind him, and said with a sigh: "I also hope that I can be smarter, or I hope that I can not worship the powerful position so much."

"Isn't this the case for everyone in the world? It's just that you are blinded by the power. You have always been cold-tempered, but you can still see through a lot."

The scorching sun in midsummer is like a cage of fire, projecting it directly to make people dizzy. However, the palace is so cool at the moment, and there is even an illusion that it is cold to the heart. This illusion slowly penetrates from the deepest part of the heart to the limbs and bones, and finally

Only the eyes of the body still retain the enthusiasm of the happy times in the past, and the body is lonely and desolate.

"I didn't understand before, but now I have seen through many things. Who can predict the things in this world? If one day we sacrifice each other for our own interests, it will be completely normal." Li Qinghan suddenly pinched a flower

The impatiens flower was in hand, "I never thought I was very smart. Living in such a troubled family, sometimes I was a little stupid or careless and was plotted by others, just like this impatiens flower.

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Sima Cong looked sideways and saw that her bright and clear eyes were no longer the enchanting color of the past, but had become a bit calmer and magnanimous. Thinking about it carefully, Li Qinghan was now fourteen, and he was immersed in such years again.

Sima Ling, who is more favored by everyone than the carefree one, is already extremely senior.

"You're right, maybe I shouldn't be so forbearing." He suddenly said, with a smug tone in his tone, "If my blind forbearance only results in those people's arrogance and frame-up, I might as well give it a try."

Li Qinghan's crystal-like nails scratched the petals, and smiled sweetly, "It's best if you think so. After all, he is the prince, and the future of the country is in your hands."

In those days, Sima Cong had a feeling of withering and melancholy like willow catkins. He had been tolerant for so many years, but he was still framed. At this moment, he looked at the little woman in front of him who was also so broad-minded, not to mention that he was so dignified.

A seven-foot man? He sighed softly, looked up at the paintings hanging on the wall, and said calmly: "I was only six years old when my mother left."

Li Qinghan was startled and glanced at Sima Cong, only to see that he couldn't feel her gaze at all, as if he was recalling the ethereal and unreal things that happened a long time ago, "The most pitiful thing is that she doesn't even know that she is

Why did she die? She also recommended the imperial concubine to my father as his successor, saying that only the imperial concubine in the Sixth Palace had such magnanimity and ability. She also warned me to be filial to my father and the imperial concubine, because my father did not have many heirs.

But they are not fuel-efficient lamps. If something happens, I don't seek honor, but only seek to protect myself. So I have been patient for so many years, watching helplessly as the virtuous and noble people back then step by step walked to the position of the imperial concubine today, but they will never leave.

I didn't even sit on the queen's throne, but watched my brothers fight one by one with cold eyes. Maybe I was too bastard, but even though I was the prince, no one turned their attention to me."

Li Qinghan listened quietly, and the fading light fell on half of Sima Cong's cheeks. Once the dust-stained memories swirling in his heart were unearthed, they were like an unstoppable flood. His tone was soft, but there was something wrong with it.

The helplessness of the emperor's princes and grandchildren.

"Qinghan, everyone thinks that I am the adopted son of the imperial concubine, so she will not have any estrangement with me. Only when I am involved in it, I realize that this is not my luck." He suddenly smiled and looked back.

Looking at Li Qinghan, he said: "Fortunately, there is no strong evidence pointing to Prime Minister Li, so you are all safe."

He suddenly changed the topic, Li Qinghan blinked and asked: "What?"

Li Qinghan, who was always sober and used to calculate everything very clearly, was surprised by Sima Cong's rare stupidity. He smiled and shook his head. The smile was different from the cautious smile he used to have in front of the emperor and the imperial concubine. It was even more so at this time.

It's more about spontaneity and joy. Li Qinghan's rosy cheeks and bright red lips have always been what he yearned for.

However, the coughing was so violent that I accidentally pulled the string in my heart and suddenly started coughing.

Li Qinghan was startled, looking at Sima Cong who was blushing, and was at a loss for a moment.

Sima Cong was coughing uncomfortably, and felt as if everything in his stomach was about to be coughed up. Looking at Li Qinghan's anxious look, he suddenly felt warm in his heart, but he also tried hard to stop his endless coughing.

He didn't want Li Qinghan to see him looking so haggard.

"How are you?" Li Qinghan hurriedly went to pat Sima Cong on the back, but saw Sima Cong suddenly reaching out and hugging her.

The coughing also stopped, and there were only waves of coolness emanating from the ice in the hall. However, despite this, Li Qinghan could still clearly feel Sima Cong's whole body fever.

She didn't dare to move. She vaguely remembered that on the Double Ninth Festival, Liang Youzhao had held her hand tightly, made such a lifelong promise, and put the future in each other's hands. The words she said at that time were still in her ears.

Echoing, may I be like the stars and the moon, and the light will shine brightly every night.

But the real enthusiasm now made her suddenly panic.

In panic, she freed her hands and pushed him away quickly.

However, the door was suddenly opened. Qi Yuwei heard a violent cough and ran in without caring about the occasion. She happened to see such a scene.

The two of them were in such an intimate posture, like a pair of lovers tightly attached to each other, with only each other in their eyes, and the warmth in their arms only stayed for that one person.

"Sima Cong!" Li Qinghan got angry from embarrassment and pushed him away hard. Unexpectedly, although Sima Cong was weak and weak, he was not very strong. He hugged Li Qinghan's petite body and seemed unwilling to let go for a moment.

"Your Highness..." Qi Yuwei's voice was as soft as a mosquito, but she was still looking at Sima Cong's satisfied and happy face.

Realizing that someone had come in, Li Qinghan became even more angry and used all his strength to push Sima Cong away.

Sima Cong chuckled softly, looked back at Qi Yuwei, who was standing blankly under the dazzling light, with a sullen expression, and said in a deep tone, "Who asked you to come in?"

At this time, Sima Cong's follower Dou Yunkai also ran in. Seeing this scene, he was a little confused.
Chapter completed!