698 Yes, Your Majesty (1/2)
He took a deep breath It was not yet the depths of autumn In the royal study deep in the Royal Palace, a deep-colored warhtly dry Entering fros, there was a faint pain Fan Xian looked at the Eht of s and many people
This storradually fallen There was probably only this father and son still left in the eye of the storm
Fan Xian found it difficult to grasp the Emperor's attitude Even he couldn't clearly explain it Fro shoulder to shoulder in the Qing Te in the ba the wedding to the Overwatch Council, knowing of that picture hanging in the Palace… In reality, Fan Xian guessed before anyone his true parentage
Regardless of whether it was Fan Shen of his previous life or Fan Xian of this one, they were both fatherless and domei Later, he found out he also had a father If this inheritance of blood wanted Fan Xian to truly regard the E impossible for him to do at that time
Fan Xian had been playing a part He played it beautifully because no one knew he had a completely different soul within him Thus, he could fool anyone He even fooled the Emperor in front of him
As tirew suspicious of the rew cautious of the E became even more steady and careful
But, so mei had always been that connected soul hidden in history, the existence of a natural closeness would gradually make him become truly of one body with his mother The Emperor had used these years of interaction, kindness, trust, tricks, martial real him become irresolute
One had to admit that the Emperor invested into Fan Xian a trust and leniency that rarely appeared in his life In the initial battle for the throne, perhaps the Erewhied, particularly after the Jingdou rebellion in the seventh year of the Qing calendar For Fan Xian to be able to have his present status and power in the Qing court and a the people, the Emperor's love toward him had far surpassed what he felt for the Crown Prince and Second Prince back in the day
This pair of ruler and official, father and son, often discussed matters in the Palace and chatted leisurely in the royal study Fan Xian hid sos, so he continued to play a role Outside of that, he could clearly sense what kind of attitude the Emperor had toward him
During these three years after finding out the truth about Taiping Courtyard, Fan Xian had been greatly tor preparations, it was impossible for him to fully e snowy mountain in his dreaht he asked hih the crevice he was caught in? How should he choose?
He wanted to choose a third path that ht not see blood flow Thus, he worked hard to be a pioneer for the E Kingdoainst his own nature He just hoped that everything could have a relatively ht conclusion
He wanted Chen Pingping and his father to be able to retire peacefully
In the end, everything was an illusion Fan Xian was disappointed and even a little hopeless He felt heart sore and tired He didn't want to act anymore
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Having read the files on the table in great detail, Fan Xian gently coughed Presumably, his deep breath earlier, which had forcefully suppressed the restrained eain
The Eently There was an acknowledgee pair of father and son, as well as some complicated emotions Even their injuries were in the same area They were actually two very alike people
According to Chen Pingping's plan, Fan Xian should be revealing an expression of disbelief His entire body should treer Then, he should roar at the Emperor, I don't believe it! I don't believe the old Director did all this! Why would he do this? The Eoal Chen Pingping had lived for the past few decades of his life: his bone-deep hatred of the Li royal fa's kindness toward you had all been an act and He wanted the Qing Kingdom to be destroyed in the instability caused by the cala out
Then, Fan Xian would express that he still did not believe it and even angrily criticize the E was not that kind of person He would angrily leave the royal study, return to his manor, think deeply forefforts and Chen Pingping's evil, and so on and so forth
This was a proper Palace drahts needed Emotional conflict would eventually be subdued by the trust between Emperor and official because of the iron-like truth Father and son would forget their former enmity The curtains would as the e of history
However, Fan Xian did not have any expression He just put the files back on the table He lowered his head slightly and did not speak It was as if he was thinking about some important matters but also as if he was overly tired, tired to the point that entering the Palace had already drained hiy
The Eradually narrowed His pupils gradually brightened and dimmed Disappointment rose and then turned into a kind of calmness or perhaps coldness
”So… You knew all of this already,” the Eitie The Shadoas alith you, such a thing could not possibly be kept fro was behind the Hanging Te ti with the events on these files, once you asked why Chen Pingping betrayed me, I really would have no idea what to say”
Fan Xian's fingertips tree had come over the Ee Raising his head, he looked directly at hihtly hoarse voice, ”I have always known”
The Eht appeared then immediately disappeared
Fan Xian pressed his dry lips together and did his best to suppress the rising emotions in his heart Calmly, he said, ”I have done my best to not let the blood of the past consu From the moment I made this decision, I knew that I had a very naïve and childish choice In the battle with Yan Xiaoyi three years ago, I ca within one's life Even if one isnaïve, one still has to silently try”
”Of course, naïve ideas fail easily However…” He looked at the E, appear particularly idealistic and naïve to the point of mockery? For example, the oath you sith mother and them by the seaside in Danzhou back then?”
The Ehter From the moment Fan Xian said he knew, he worked hard He knehat kind of goal his favorite son had wanted to achieve these years For some reason, the Eli However, this glimmer of warmth usually disappeared too quickly
”He had already left and stopped thinking about the past Why did you…” Fan Xian looked at the Emperor woodenly ”Why did you have to kill him?”
Naturally, he was talking about Chen Pingping Fan Xian did not yell or criticize angrily He was just filled with sorrow, helplessness, and a hatred that he did not hide He stared woodenly into the Emperor's eyes The E silence, the Emperor smiled The smile was somewhat sinister, disappointed, and severe
”Haha…” The Emperor narrowed his eyes ”I killed him?”