Chapter 597: Bitterness

Donggong is an official, and the crown prince can be said to be both prosperous and both ruined.
However, the prince was abolished for the first time, and most of his subordinate officials were reprimanded. Nowadays, the subordinate officials have been replaced by a group. The one who has been summoned is one of the few remaining old people. Originally it was of little weight, but now he is close to him.
But the official who got close to the prince was not happy.
He personally watched those colleagues fall into bad luck. After the prince was restored, he thought he would be safe for a while, but he didn't expect that the prince would still be that prince, without any change at all.
"What do you think I should do? My father is sick, and every prince is summoned. Even the prince and grandson have met, but I will not see me alone..." The prince was so worried that even white hair appeared. root.
The subordinate official thought for a while and said: "The emperor did not see his highness, Xu is still in anger. According to the minister, you should show more sincerity and impress the emperor with your sincerity and filial piety."
The prince said in a huff: "Speaking lightly, now my father doesn't even see me, how can I show sincerity? Even if I want to show, my father can't see or hear."
"His Royal Highness is wrong."
"Where did I go wrong?" The prince curled his eyebrows and looked at the official.
The official whispered: "The emperor can't see or hear it. Someone has reported to the emperor what the emperor has done, it is no different from the emperor's own eyes."
"Then you can think of a way for me. Anyway, no one else can see the emperor, I can't be alone."
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The next day, everyone went to visit Emperor Jingming as usual.
Before long, Pan Hai invited everyone in and kept the prince behind as usual.
King Lu squeezed his eyes at the prince, and said with a low smile: "Second brother, since the emperor will not see you anyway, you should go back."
The prince gave King Lu a fierce look, without saying a word.
King Lu was a little surprised.
Hey, the prince actually learned to swallow his breath.
A pain came from the waist, and it was Princess Lu who secretly twisted King Lu.
"The prince won't go faster yet." Princess Lu said with a smile without a smile, her heart half dead with anger.
It's really three days not to fight the house and provoke the prince every day. Once the prince succeeds to the throne, what can they do?
King Lu touched his nose: "Go away."
He was wrong. It was not that the prince learned to swallow his breath, but he learned to swallow his breath.
As long as the prince is still the prince, he is worried that the prince will inherit the throne in the future, he will have to hold back when he sees the prince not pleasing to his eyes.
Or else-King Lu paused and his eyes flickered.
Find a chance to kill the prince?
For the first time, King Lu had such an idea.
When everyone came out after visiting Emperor Jingming, they were surprised to find that the prince was kneeling on the stone steps outside the hall.
"Second brother, you are—"
The prince raised his eyes to look at King Qin who was asking the question, and said: "I annoyed my father, so I knelt here and begged my father to calm down, and at the same time, I prayed for a speedy recovery.
Everyone exchanged glances.
The prince is changing sex?
It’s not good to stay in the palace for a long time, and King Qin said warmly,
The second brother should take care of his body and it’s cold on the ground.

"Yes, second brother, be careful that your knees can't stand it after you kneel for a long time." Qi Wang said with concern.
"Thank you brothers for your concern. As long as the father is willing to calm down and his body can get better sooner, I am nothing." The prince said solemnly.
After leaving the palace gate, King Lu sighed, "It's a pity, I can't stay to watch the excitement."
Concubine Lu gave King Lu a blank look: "Let's go back to the house quickly."
Here, Lao Qin has already shook his whip and drove the carriage of King Yan's Mansion.
In the car, Yu Jin sneered and said: "I didn't expect the prince to be a bitter man. That's what he can do."
Jiang Si leaned back on a comfortable pillow, and said without hesitation: "It doesn't matter how complicated and sophisticated it is, the bet is whether the person who is being used is soft-hearted."
"Do you think the father will be softhearted?"
"It's hard to tell."
Because of her rebirth, many things have changed, and she is not sure when the second waste prince was.
"Let's take a look. Being soft-hearted only means that the emperor still has a bit of affection for the prince, but it doesn't mean that an emperor recognizes the heir of the prince." Yu Jin said lightly.
If this is the case, the emperor Laozi still hasn't abolished the prince's thoughts, it can only be said that Da Zhou is going to die.
In the Hall of Nourishing the Heart, Pan Hai whispered: "The emperor, the prince is still kneeling outside."
"Let him kneel!" Emperor Jing Ming said angrily.
Pan Hai didn't dare to say more, silently stepped aside.
All the princes came to visit Emperor Jingming in the morning. Seeing that it was almost noon, the prince kneeling on the stone steps was dizzy and scolded the subordinate officials to death.
What kind of that that had made, he was going to kneel to death, and the father did not see him!
So painful, so uncomfortable
The prince wanted to get up countless times, but thinking about the panic these days, he still clenched his teeth.
You can't lose your power, and if you insist for a while, maybe your father will see him. The emperor father would feel soft when he saw him so miserable. Since he was a child, he has annoyed the emperor so many times. In the end, the emperor has softened his heart...
The prince thought dazedly, his eyes black and his body fell to the side.
The servant hurried in to report to Emperor Jingming.
"The prince fainted?" Emperor Jing Ming glanced at the hourglass subconsciously.
Kneeling fainted just at midday, if I changed the fifth or seventh, it would be no problem to kneel until night.
With this thought, Emperor Jing Ming became even more angry.
"Bring the prince back to the East Palace!"
The prince woke up, found that he had returned to the East Palace, and suddenly sat up straight: "Why am I here?"
A servant said: "You fainted outside the Hall of Yangxin, and the emperor ordered someone to send you back."
"So, the father didn't see me?" the prince murmured.
The servant dare not say anything.
"Where is the prince?" The prince suddenly thought of something.
"The princess is making porridge.
The prince turned black.
Don't ask, this porridge is for the father.
In the past few days, the princess made porridge by herself and sent it to the Hall of Yangxin. Although Emperor Jingming could not eat it, he would accept it, which was regarded as a recognition of the princess's wishes.
The more the Prince thought about it, the more annoyed it became.
The crown prince is so flattering with his father, is she sure he is useless? Hmph, he asked for the father to change his mind, and wait until he becomes the throne in the future to clean up this bitch!
No, I have to kneel tomorrow!
He knelt and fainted today. If he goes to kneel again tomorrow, his father will definitely see him.
The prince made up his mind, touched the red and sore knee, and hesitated again.
It's late autumn, and the stone steps are as cold as water. It's too painful to kneel there. You can't kneel your legs, right?
After thinking for a while, the prince called the little palace lady who "chatted" the most in the past and asked: "Do you know how to needlework?"
The little palace lady nodded: "Yes."
The prince gestured to his knees: "Make me a pair of cotton pads for knee pads."
"Huh?" The little palace lady was stunned.
The prince's face sank: "Will it be?"
The little palace lady hurriedly said: "Yes, I don't know what your highness wants—"
"Just thicker." When the prince thought about the cold stone steps, he felt that the thicker the better, but he was worried about being seen by others, and added, "I can't see it in an outer shirt, understand?"
The little palace lady nodded blankly: "Understood."