Something seemed to be surging between Feng Yao's handsome brows.
For the first time, his brother explained to him the secret that had been buried deep in his heart for many years so frankly.
Feng Ruohen still had an expressionless look on his face, but there was a glimmer in his eyes that he had been waiting for for many years, and now he was about to get what he wanted.
"Before his death, my father asked me if I wanted to be emperor." His eyes were dark as he elaborated on the past that he did not want to mention.
"He said that as long as I say 'I want', he will pass the throne to me. If I refuse, I will surrender to you for the rest of my life."
Having said this, he smiled faintly, a little pale.
"Actually, it was just Father's temptation."
Feng Ao saw it very clearly. He knew that Feng Yao was not as good as Feng Ruohen, but Di Shu was different.
He was worried that after his death, his second son would seize power and stage a tragedy like a battle for the throne in the palace.
He wanted Feng Ruohen to personally promise when he was about to die that he would never peek at the throne and swear loyalty to the death.
This thought was easily understood by his taciturn son.
So he pushed back calmly.
I really don't care about the throne.
"Actually, my father was really willing to give me the throne at that time." The smile in Feng Ruohen's eyes turned out to be bleak, "Isn't my father always about fairness in terms of the throne and freedom?"
After all, he is Feng Yao's younger brother, and he can also be childish.
Because he was the second son, he knew from a young age that he would give the best to his elder brother who would be the emperor in the future.
Just because he was the second son, he always gave up the right to choose first.
What he thinks they disdain is precious to him.
He has no love for the country and no ambition for power.
What he wants is just the person who once walked into his heart and gave him a touch of warmth.
If, at that time, his father was really willing to give him the throne.
Then Feng Ruohen is willing to bury all his emotions and be a wise king.
Even--
Unify the six countries and truly rule the world.
"Feng Ruohen..." It had been too long since there had been a heart-to-heart conversation. Feng Yao seemed a little speechless. After a long sigh, he apologized helplessly, "I'm sorry."