The Little Cutie is Taken Away by the Paranoid Male God

It’s ridiculous to say that when I arrived at Daliang, I got a rare warmth in these years.

Although it was a proton, Emperor Daliang did not make anyone target him. He lived in a remote place and avoided conflict with the princes in the palace.

As for meals, they were not deliberately harsh, which was much better than when they were in Daqi.

Including getting to know her.

Like this little story, maybe this story was just made up by the writer, or maybe it exaggerated the facts, but because of those years of experience, personality… a little distorted.

Maybe she gave him equality and care, or maybe it was something else, just like an exception, he cherished her so much that he went to a certain extreme.

——If I can’t see her, I can’t talk to her, and I’m left out by her, I’ll be very restless, worrying about gains and losses, and the feeling of depression that my heart is blocked keeps accumulating.

In the past, she wanted to compete with her younger brother for her attention, but now, she just wants to monopolize her whole life.

At first, it might just be a child’s possessiveness, but over the years, he missed her very much, and later, his thoughts gradually changed, and his possessiveness increased wantonly, accompanied by other emotions.

He has been watching her all the time.

Knowing that she was facing the courtiers as a woman, in the face of opposition from the Manchu Dynasty, she forcibly abolished the ritual system of funerals with concubines.

She also knew how she dealt with those cunning feudal lords who could not handle it, and how to settle the rest of the princes.

Although Prince Daliang also had ambitions for the throne, his behavior was not too cold-blooded, even if there were a small number of them, he did not seriously join forces with those vassal lords to do something irreversible.

In addition, Princess Changning abolished the funeral system with concubines, and their mothers and concubines can live in peace in the palace. These princes are naturally grateful to her.

Because of this, those concubines had a very good relationship with her, and there were almost no hidden dangers in the palace.

This is also a good deed.

She was born by the first empress, and the empress did not need to be buried with her. In cold-blooded words, those concubines had nothing to do with her, but she was born to fight against the entire court.

Rong Qing stared at her quietly, and if that’s the case, he will never forget her.

It was she who first conveyed her kindness to herself, and then she was able to rely on her later.

He put down the book, got up and walked aside to pour tea for her.

The tea table was a little closer to the door. He had good internal skills and heard the whispers of the maid outside the door.

It’s nothing more than that I feel that I have been in for too long, which is detrimental to the reputation of the princess.

Rong Qing raised his eyes and glanced at the door, his eyes were as cold as water, and he would naturally be unhappy when he heard it.

He doesn’t care about other people’s opinions, but if it is related to her, he has to care.

Nobody wants to hear that.

It seems that her existence is like a burden to her, shameful, and she needs to avoid suspicion.

No one ever thought he was right with her.

Holding the teacup and handing it to her, when he opened his lips to speak, a certain image appeared in his mind, which coincided with this scene.

In the picture, the woman is sitting in front of the book desk, and the man leans slightly to pour tea for her. There is only a picture, no sound, only what the man seems to have said with his lips.

It’s just that the picture was fleeting, and it was too late to capture it, leaving him empty in his heart.

His eyes were stunned, and the words that came to his mouth seemed to be unable to speak. In any case, it would not be the same as what the man in the picture said.

When the teacup was placed on the table, it collided with the table top, making a slight noise, which made Luo Ci, who was devoted to reviewing the memorial, recovered, she raised her head to thank him, with a light smile on her face, picked up the teacup and drank slowly. took a sip.

It seems…somewhat familiar.

Where has he seen it and when.

And no one gave him the answer.

Rong Qing suppressed the doubts in his heart and sat down again.

Just when he thought she would quietly review the papers and not speak to him until they were done, she spoke up.

“How was your life after you returned to Daqi?”

He had only said it lightly before, saying that it was better than before, but just thinking about it, it would never be easy.

The three words Hui Daqi seemed to irritate the young man, the light in his eyes swayed slightly, his teeth clenched slightly, and finally he returned to calm.

The young man lowered his feathered eyelashes, his long and thick eyelashes concealed the dark color at the bottom of his eyes, and his voice was soft and slow, “At first it was the same as before, but then I showed it in front of my father, which made him quite happy, and then he began to value me. already.”

But what followed was the closeness of the mother and concubine who had never been indifferent to him, and the constant attempt to use herself to win the favor of the emperor.

From beginning to end, only use it.

Even for him, the Daqi Emperor is much better than his so-called mother concubine. At least, the Daqi emperor began to value him after he discovered his talent, and the mother concubine can only use it, and only care about herself completely.

The undisguised interest is much better than the superficial hypocrisy.

Perhaps Emperor Daqi was merciless, but he could be regarded as a good emperor. Every prince had the opportunity to learn. It was through the examination that he made a name for himself in front of the princes, and he also fell into the eyes of Emperor Daqi.

There is no warmth in the Daqi Palace, only competition, only by fighting and robbing, can you win the right and status you deserve.

As a prince, those palace servants withholding his meals and being bullied by other princes can fight back, but they are incapable.

If the palace servants committed the following crimes, if the emperor knew about it, it would naturally be unforgivable, but the premise was that the emperor could know.

As for the bullying of other princes, even if the emperor knew about it, he would only feel that he was weak and incompetent.

So you have to fight with them by any means, and you have to be ruthless in order to get your own rights.

This is the palace code of Daqi.

After he went back, it was like this step by step to give back the insults he had received one by one.

Just like a pack of wolves fighting, it is destined to never subside, and it can only be won by destroying all opponents.

And this is exactly what the Daqi Emperor is happy to see.

Don’t look at the descendants, don’t look at the lowly, only look at the ability and character.

Therefore, in such an environment, he will only become less and less like a normal person.

A soft hand fell from the top of her hair, the strength was gentle, and it was the same as six years ago, with comfort and gentleness that belonged to her.

Obviously he didn’t feel that he had suffered for the past six years, but at this moment he lowered his head subconsciously and wanted her to comfort her more.

As if he was greatly wronged, he acted like a spoiled child to her and sought her comfort.

The string that had always been calm and powerful suddenly snapped, he couldn’t help but leaned in and hugged her waist, buried his head on her shoulders, his voice was soft and muffled, “It’s not good at all.”

He’s been… miserable all the time.

I have always missed her and the time when I lived in Daliang.

Even if there are still broken-mouthed palace servants talking about him behind his back, or looking at him with strange eyes, at least during this period of time, she was there, and there was no cruel and cruel killing.

No casualties, but more tragic than casualties