The Scumbag of Fast Transmigration Guide to Self-Help

Chapter 347 Setting the Thirty Scheming Prince’s Plan (6)

Qi Fengzhu, who became the crown prince, inevitably met Yuan Jin again at the emperor's birthday banquet.

Emperor Wu reprimanded Yuan Jin in front of all the officials and concubines, and threw the wine glass in front of Yuan Jin.

Everyone could see that Emperor Wu was dissatisfied with the Ninth Prince and even disgusted him to the extreme, but the Ninth Prince had no feelings for him.

He just calmly picked up the wine glass on the ground and put it on his desk, quietly listening to Emperor Wu's scolding, without any emotion on his face.

But Si Rui'er, who was sitting in the female family's table, was sweating for him.

"What are you still doing here in the eyes? Go to the Nirvana Hall to reflect on your mistakes." Emperor Wu washed his hands with the best wine in the Western Regions while being served in his closet.

"My son will leave." Yuan Jin turned around and left without delay.

The ministers were all human beings, and they immediately understood that Emperor Wu was giving an explanation to the prime minister in disguise.A bold colleague looked at the Prime Minister, and the prime minister's expression of nothing to do with himself was even more indifferent than the expression on the Ninth Prince's face.

That's right, with such an unfavored prince's son-in-law, it's better to marry his daughter to an ordinary commoner.

"Everyone, go ahead." Emperor Wu beckoned for Concubine Chong to come up, feeling a little better.

Eunuch Huang told the musicians to play the music with keen eyesight, and the dancer stepped onto the stage with her waist twisted to the sound of the music.

The princes and nobles at the palace banquet were not at all affected by the punishment of the Ninth Prince by Emperor Wu, and enjoyed drinking and having fun.

In the middle of the banquet, Emperor Wu left with his new favorite concubine Yuangui.

No one noticed that Si Rui'er was missing from the women's table.

Except for the Crown Princess Qi Fengzhu.

Si Rui'er seldom entered the palace, and after searching for a long time in the palace, she made several mistakes before successfully finding the Nirvana Palace.

By the moonlight, she could clearly see the thin figure of the young man kneeling straight on the ground.

The deeper the dew, the colder the night, if you kneel all night, your knees will definitely catch cold, and you will inevitably suffer from wind and cold again.

She tried to suppress her tears.

After being with him, she always seems to be easily pulled emotionally.

Yuan Jin's ears were sharp, and in this night where there was no sound other than the chirping of insects, the sound of footsteps was especially loud.

Knowing that someone was behind him, he still knelt quietly, like a frozen statue.

Si Ruier looked at him for a long time, as if he had gone through a period of life.

She didn't want to show sympathy in front of him, he was born to be a proud prince, not an existence who could be trampled into the mud at any time.

She came quietly and left quietly.

Yuan Jin just continued to kneel.Kneel like a statue.

After Si Rui'er left, Qi Fengzhu quietly left the table and followed behind on the pretext of being overwhelmed with alcohol.

She knew that Si Rui'er would go to Nirvana Hall, so she waited at the gate of Nirvana Hall early.

She also saw the Ninth Prince kneeling like a sculpture in the courtyard, but her emotions did not fluctuate at all.

The crown prince is right, she has a noble status and is the only heir of the Qi family, whoever marries her will get the support of the Qi family.

Ninth Prince Yuan Jin's liking for her before was mixed with interests, so he might not be sincere.

However, she thought she would overhear the conversation between Si Ruier and the Ninth Prince, but she didn't expect Si Ruier to come forward with her skirt in hand and then leave quietly without meeting Yuan Jin.

After a long time, she and the maid came out from the flowers and returned to the banquet, with a bit more melancholy expression on their faces.

Emperor Wu came before the third watch.

He stood alone in front of the boy, looked at his tall nose and slightly sunken eye sockets, which were completely different from his appearance, and stretched out his hand in a daze.

The past is filled with a clear background color at this moment of calmness in the moonlight.

He actually looked forward to the birth of Yuan Jin's son.

At that time, he doted on Yuan Jin's mother and concubine very much.

It was a utterly exotic beauty.

Stubborn, proud, unyielding, like a very difficult to tame BMW.

It took him a lot of effort to get the beauty's heart back to him.

On the day when the imperial doctor reported that the beauty was pregnant, he happily hugged her and spun around the palace several times, and it took an afternoon to enter the palace with the rare treasures he rewarded her.

If her personal maid hadn't reported that she secretly corresponded with her elder brother in her hometown, he might have spoiled her until she was old and fading.

When stacks of sincere letters were placed in front of him, he opened one after another, his face darkened layer by layer.

The beauty he loves has no shame, and has had a relationship with his brother long ago.

He is so arrogant and attaches so much importance to human ethics and ethics, how could he swallow this breath.

Regardless of the beauty's begging, he imprisoned her, and waited for her to give birth to a dragon seed, and he would cut her into pieces.

The prince was born, but before he could make up his mind, the sad news came that she had died in a landslide of blood.

He didn't want to see the prince she gave birth to, so he randomly assigned the palace servants to take care of him.

When I saw his son again, it was he who saw the little man kneeling beside the palace road on the imperial court.

"Father, how long will it take to see?"

Emperor Wu came back to his senses, "You hate me?"

"Hate? How can you not hate?" The young man looked up at him, completely forgetting about respect and etiquette. The brilliance in his amber eyes was the hatred he had accumulated for many years.

These are a pair of eyes that are very similar to his mother and concubine, except that they have no resemblance to his own. After a moment of distraction, Emperor Wu laughed, "I thought you would mean what you said and what you meant."

"Father has never concealed his dislike for me, so why should I pretend." The young man lowered his eyelashes slowly, the moonlight cast a faint shadow on his face, he inherited his mother's nine-point foreign appearance, with a little more porcelain fragile and delicate.

"Do you know why I really hate you." The emperor looked down at his son kneeling on the ground.

It is a good thing to be ambitious, and he is willing to give the opportunity to display his ambition.It depends on whether you can seize the opportunity.

"Reason? Need a reason?"

The emperor nodded his sharp jaw, and after a long time, his tone was as light as ice on the surface of Dongyue Lake: "Your body is full of my shadow. The shadow I hate."

Because you are just like me, ambitious, calculating, and good at plotting people's hearts.

Who would like someone who resembles them.

"Father's tone of voice makes me somewhat flattered."

"The moment you were born, I should have strangled you. At that time, you were as thin as a newborn cat, your voice was soft, and your neck was not as thick as two of my fingers."

"Yuan Jin, either you are reborn like a phoenix from nirvana; or, you die for me, don't lose my face."

Of his sons, there can only be one who stands out to take his place.As for who it ends up being, he doesn't care.

He left, and the aloof, indifferent and heartless emperor disappeared under the moonlight like the wind.

Yuan Jin knelt the whole time, with no expression on his face, his eyes filled with disappointment and indifference.

As far as he was concerned, as early as the winter when he was kneeling on the palace road and was scolded by the emperor, his father and king were no longer in his heart.

(End of this chapter)