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He Lianyi's eyelids were slightly closed, and there was a flash of deep thought and incomprehensible emotions on Wen Run's face, "The grandson knows."
"It's just the second emperor's younger brother, who may not be interested in the throne."
Nanhong put down the teacup, looked at his side with sharp eyes, and glanced at this grandson who has satisfied him in every way since he was a child,
"Yi'er, your mind is still a little too simple."
"At the beginning, His Royal Highness the Second Prince was just a cripple suffering from a leg problem. The Emperor painstakingly sent the well-known doctor Liu to heal His Highness's leg."
"Then in the second year, the second prince, who was only nine years old, was sent to the frontier. It seemed ruthless, but in fact, he discovered that the second prince was good at using the art of war. Going to the frontier was just for the second prince to practice."
Nanhong paused, seeing He Lianyi's slightly changed face, he was satisfied, and then continued to speak,
"In the past few years, the second prince has made many achievements in the frontier, far surpassing the achievements you have made in the past two years in the court. The ministers in the court did not say it, but in their hearts, they still value the second prince more. .¡±
"The Holy Majesty has been fighting for a long time in recent years, and the hegemony of dominating the world has been achieved step by step. There are many disciples who come here to seek refuge with the Holy Majesty, and there are many capable ministers in the court who give advice."
"And like the second prince, there are people who can go to the battlefield by using the art of war and give advice, but there is only the second prince who has the blood of the saint."
The expression on He Lianyi's gentle face remained unchanged, his ink eyes raised, and he looked at Nanhong,
"Grandfather, what do you mean, the throne of Northern Yin in the future is very likely to fall into the hands of the second emperor's younger brother."
"With the current situation, I have to think like this."
Nanhong nodded, eyebrows raised, he had calculated thousands of times, but he couldn't figure it out. The second prince, who was almost a useless person at the beginning, has now become a stumbling block for Yi'er.
It's only his fault that he was really miscalculated when he put his mind on the third prince who had some famous people as his background.
He Lianyi closed his eyes slightly, and clenched his palms under the cuffs. After a long time, he took a deep breath, opened his dark eyes,
"It's okay, I just want to avenge my mother and concubine by killing Helian Nie, I don't care about the throne or not."
He will never forget the helpless and terrified pain of watching his mother and concubine leave in that freezing snowy night in the imperial palace.
At that time, he swore that he would avenge his mother and concubine, kill Wen Changle, destroy the Wen family, and finally use the blood of Helian Nie, a cold and ruthless man, to pay homage to the soul of his mother and concubine!
Wen Changle died, and the Wen family was destroyed. He has endured it for seven years, and one day, one day,
He will personally understand Helian Nie, a cold-blooded and ruthless person who only has power and interests in his eyes!
Nanhong shook his head, "Yi'er, you are so naive. Since the Holy Majesty ascended the throne, there have been so many people who have tried to kill the Holy Majesty. Look, until now, there is only one person who has succeeded."
"But grandfather!"
He Lianyi stood up from the pear flower wooden chair, and wanted to continue to say something, but was interrupted by Nanhong raising his hand, who patted He Lianyi's shoulder comfortingly,
"Yi'er, you are about to become a weakling. You can't be like this anymore. Every time you mention about your mother and concubine, you will lose control like this."
"What you have to learn is to be indifferent to anyone and anything, so that you can have a chance to avenge your mother and concubine."
He Lianyi's clenched fist under Mo Baizhu's cuff slowly loosened, regaining his habitual warmth and warmth, and spoke gently,
"The grandson knows."
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