Chapter 186 She doesn't have the slightest bit of heart for you
Junze ignored the bandage and stood up and went to open the door. When he saw the person coming, he curled his lips and said, "Why is it you?"
"Who do you think you are?" Jun Xian crossed the threshold and walked in.
Seeing the bandage on Junze's right wrist, he sarcastically said: "Heh."
Junze remained silent and sat back at the table.
After all, he is his nephew. No matter how much he dislikes him, he must be bandaged with medicine.
Jun Xian suddenly said: "Do you still remember that you fell in love with a little red horse when you were a child?"
Junze was stunned for a moment and said: "What little red horse?"
After saying that, a memory suddenly popped into his mind and he said, "Remember."
When he was a child, the Royal Beast Garden received a batch of new horses from the Western Regions. He was still young at the time and fell in love with one of the little red horses. His Majesty also told him to take the horse home with him once it got used to the environment in Kyoto.
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But not long after, the little red horse let Song Yang ride away.
He lost his temper, but was considered unreasonable by his elders, but the little red horse he had been thinking about for a long time was ridden away by someone else.
He is a proud man of heaven, and he has never been able to get anything he wanted since he was a child. Seeing that his heart was being snatched away by Song Yang, he naturally refused to give up and started to behave and wallow.
Seeing that he was really difficult to deal with, the Holy Emperor proposed that he and Songyang should stand on both sides, and the horse would belong to whomever the little red horse went.
But the little red horse was already familiar with Songyang, so naturally he wouldn't come to him.
No one cares that it was the horse he fell in love with first, no one cares how much he looks forward to that horse, no one cares how sad he was when he saw the horse walking towards Songyang.
But what can be done?
The horse that was forcibly taken from Songyang did not belong to him either.
Thinking of this, Junze didn't know why, but he felt more and more uncomfortable, and said: "It's Chen Sesame's rotten millet matter, why are you bringing this up?"
Jun Xiandao: "You've almost forgotten about it a long time ago, right?"
Junze said: "Second uncle, what exactly do you want to say?"
Jun Xian said: "What I want to say is that your current depression and anger are just like when you lost the little red horse. As time goes by, you will forget about it."
Junze said: "When did you start talking like a mother-in-law?"
Jun Xian was speechless. He was afraid of hurting his nephew's self-esteem, so he beat around the bush. Unexpectedly, his nephew didn't appreciate it at all.
He simply didn't worry too much and said directly: "I know you like Gu Yu, but this kind of like is just like you like the little red horse. It's a temporary interest and will fall apart after a while."
The hair all over Junze's body exploded. He didn't know whether he was ashamed or angry, he stumbled and said: "Why do you think so, how could I like... her?"
In the end, he hesitated.
He seemed extremely tired, holding his forehead with one hand and sighing.
His mind was very confused, he didn't want to admit that he liked Gu Yu, and he didn't know how to explain it.
He had seen his father and his mother loving each other, and had seen the way the Holy Emperor missed his aunt and the Queen. Even though Prince Duanqin clamored that Princess Duanqin was a tigress every day, their relationship was excellent.
Although there are many good people in the world like Long Yang, he never thought that one day he would fall in love with a man, and that man was Gu Yu.
On the canal, when he brought the blind Gu Yu back, Gu Yu asked: "Are we friends?"
He was stubborn and didn't answer at that time, but in fact he already regarded Gu Yu as a friend.
He is a venomous and mean person, and no one who gets along with him can stand him. He looks surrounded by flowers, but when he looks back, he doesn't even have anyone to talk to.
After all, he was born with a silver spoon in his mouth and could get whatever he wanted with his fingers. How could a person like him need close friends?
But during the time he spent with Gu Yu, he felt that it was very valuable to have such a person who could play chess and drink with you, with a tacit understanding and even strength.
Ask yourself, does he really just regard Gu Yu as a friend? As a friend, will he become so jealous because there is another woman standing next to him?
But ask again, does he like Gu Yu?
Those two words were like a soldering iron, burning into his heart. He didn't dare to admit that he had other thoughts about his friend, for fear of blaspheming the friendship.
Only silence remains.
Jun Xian knew that his father Jun Jin died young and the eldest princess only loved her. No one taught him how to deal with a relationship.
It doesn't matter, he, as his uncle, is here to teach and lead him to the right path.
Jun Xian broke up the truth and told him, saying: "Let's not talk about the harmony of yin and yang in the world and the growth of all things. The love of dividing peaches after cutting off sleeves is not allowed in the world. Just say that you are your father's only son, and so is she.
The only son of Duke Zhen Guo, there are too many things to overcome between you."
Junze subconsciously tightened his fists and said: "Second uncle said that Yin and Yang are harmonious and all things grow. But isn't Second Uncle also alone and proud of the world? Didn't Second Uncle overcome many things back then?"
Jun Xian narrowed his eyes. Of course he was rebellious by nature, and his wanton behavior in his youth was even worse than Jun Ze's.
He loved freedom all his life. In order not to accept the orders of his parents, the advice of a matchmaker, and live a perfunctory life with a strange woman, he resorted to all kinds of tricks.
He was scolded, ridiculed, belittled, and even expelled from the Jun family, just for resisting those red tapes and stereotypes.
He lived a lonely life, but he also gained a life of freedom, and he has no regrets.
But Junze is different. He has the title of Xiaoyao, but his mother, the eldest princess, was born into a royal family. No matter how happy she is, she can never really be happy.
Looking at this nephew who looked very much like himself, Jun Xian sighed and stretched out his hand.
Tou Tou slapped Jun Ze on the back of the head and said, "Can you compare with me? When I was being ridiculous in Kyoto, you were still wearing crotchless pants."
Junze received this slap abruptly.
His second uncle didn't understand what he said, but he also understood that there was no comparison.
The Jun family has changed. It is no longer the Jun family who wants to do whatever they want and has the Jun family to help cover it up.
From the day his father married his mother, the eldest princess, from the day his aunt, Queen Xiaomin, married the Holy Emperor, from the day the fifth prince was born.
The Jun family has changed. It is full of wealth and wealth, but it is destined to be entangled with the imperial power and unable to survive alone.
No matter how arrogant he usually is, he still has a ruler in his heart.
Because he knew that the Jun family would never allow another Jun Xian to appear.
At this time, Jun Xian seemed like a real person from a noble family. Under his rude attitude, he still had a clear understanding of the world.
Jun Xian continued: "The authorities are obsessed with the beholder, but I watched with cold eyes. She doesn't have the slightest affection for you. She is like that little red horse. You like her very much, but she will run to someone else after all."
These words were cruel. Junze raised his head, his eyes a little red, and said, "Is it really true that there is not even a trace?"
Jun Xian didn't know if there was one, but since Jun Ze asked him, he could only have one answer.
He met Junze's hopeful gaze, crossed his hands, and said slowly: "Not even a tiny bit."