Quick Wear: After the charming host got pregnant, the boss spoiled her like crazy

In the Imperial College in winter, students still insist on their daily morning reading in the cold wind.

Their voices echoed in the empty courtyard, contrasting sharply with the tranquility of the snow.

The imperial palace was covered in silver after the snow. The glazed tiles were covered with thick snow, and the palace walls and trees were all wrapped in white snow.

The bleak cold wind blowing on people's faces is like a sharp blade scraping across the cheek, making them feel painfully cold.

On a winter day like this, even the palace maids and eunuchs rarely came out of the warm side rooms. They hid in the side rooms in groups of two or three to keep warm.

A young boy in a thin long gown was standing against the wall of the Imperial College.

His cheeks were red from the cold, and in his hands, which were sore from pain, he was still holding a copy of The Doctrine of the Mean.

Melted snow kept flowing down from the eaves, and one drop or two of it hit the young man like sharp blades.

Even so, the young man did not move a step. He carefully protected the book in his hand with his body and listened attentively to the teacher's lecture in the hall.

"Hey, second brother, look, Ling Yu is here again today."

When the eldest prince, who was sitting by the window, looked up, he could see the stubborn figure of the young Ling Yu.

Sitting here every day and watching Ling Yu study pitifully has become his only interest in school.

The second prince raised his head despite the risk of being discovered by the teacher, and sure enough, he saw Ling Yu standing there.

"He really works hard. It's so cold outside."

The second prince actually felt some sympathy for Ling Yu.

Although Ling Yu was the same as them, he was the emperor's child, but his father was forced by the late emperor to marry Queen An with no other choice.

The An family even tried to ensure that Queen An's position in the harem would be absolutely secure.

He secretly sent someone to kill the woman that his father truly loved at that time.

Since then, my father has hated Queen An to the core.

Empress An is Ling Yu's biological mother, so naturally his father also harbors hatred towards Ling Yu, the so-called legitimate son.

Rumor has it that when Ling Yu was just born, his father had the idea of ​​throwing him to death, if it weren't for the grandmother who tried her best to stop him.

I'm afraid Ling Yu may not live to this age.

Although the emperor spared Ling Yu's life, he ordered that he was not allowed to meet his biological mother, Queen An, before he came of age.

At that time, the little prince Ling Yu, who was just one month old, was led by his wet nurse to move out of the central palace and live in a remote palace.

Since then, it seemed as if the emperor had forgotten that he had such a son and never summoned Ling Yu again.

Naturally, everyone in the palace forgot about the existence of Ling Yu, the Sixth Prince.

"You sympathize with him, why don't you stand outside and let Ling Yu come in?"

The eldest prince really hated Ling Yu. After all, if it weren’t for Ling Yu, he, as the eldest prince, would have been the most deserving of the position of the legitimate son.

But the title of legitimate prince was taken by Ling Yu.

He was giving Ling Yu a lot of face by not kicking him hard a few times.

The second prince was so frightened that he quickly waved his hands, "Royal brother, I have absolutely no such intention."

His biological mother was of low status and was far less favored than the eldest prince's mother. The only reason he was not bullied in the palace was because he clung to the eldest prince's thigh. He could hardly protect himself, so how could he have the ability to sympathize with Ling Yu?

"Okay, that's all for today. Your Highnesses, please review your lessons carefully when you return home. If you have any questions, you can come to me."

The teacher had been giving a lecture and was already thirsty. After finally waiting for the get out of class to end, he rolled up his book and walked out.

When he came out, the Master saw that familiar figure as usual.

It is really admirable that the Sixth Prince works so hard, but it is a pity...

The Master couldn't bear to look at him, so he avoided Ling Yu and walked out. The Master had also tried to argue for him in front of the Emperor, but the Emperor had made up his mind, and no matter who tried to persuade him, it was useless.

Ling Yu did not pay attention to the teacher's actions. He stretched his stiff body and looked down at the book in his arms, which was covered with densely written notes.

Although it was the end of winter and approaching spring, the spring was still chilly and the wind still carried a little chill. Ling Yu tightened his clothes and turned to leave.

Suddenly, he heard footsteps behind him. Turning back, he saw it was the eldest prince and the second prince.

"Hey, isn't this my sixth brother?" The eldest prince said sarcastically, "You are working so hard to please father, right?"

Ling Yu lowered his head and walked away silently. He knew that his position in the palace was low and he could not compete with the eldest prince.

"Wait." The eldest prince stopped him, "You like reading so much, I have a few precious ancient books here, I'll give them to you."

Ling Yu's heart moved. He knew that the eldest prince would not be so kind, but his desire for books still made him stop.

The eldest prince handed a few tattered books to him. Ling Yu thought about it and still reached out to take them. If he didn't take them, it would only make the eldest prince more energetic.

If the eldest prince is dissatisfied, he will only annoy him more unscrupulously.

The eldest prince's cold voice was in Ling Yu's ears:

"However, you must remember that you will never be as favored as I am. In front of our father, you, the legitimate prince, are nothing at best."

After he finished speaking, the eldest prince burst into laughter as if no one was around, then walked away in a swagger.

Ling Yu tightly grasped the book in his hand, staring at the eldest prince's receding back. The emotions in his eyes were complex and difficult to understand, like a deep pool of water, unpredictable.

"Hey, little prince, why don't you rush over and teach that fat guy a lesson? He looks like he's asking for a beating."

Shen Nian held a candied haws in his mouth and spoke with interest, as if he was looking forward to a good show.

"We can't do it. Father will take his side, and I don't want to cause trouble for Mother."

Ling Yu silently put the book into his sleeve, his voice as calm as a pool of stagnant water.

Shen Nian was chewing a candied haws in her mouth, and her movements suddenly froze. After hearing Ling Yu's words, she inexplicably felt that the taste of the candied haws was a bit bitter.

"It's okay, you can't do it, I'll help you."

Ling Yu tilted his head to look at Shen Nian and said nothing.

Shen Nian suddenly broke into his life a month ago, wearing a strange blue and white school uniform.

The new word "school uniform" was also told to him by Shen Nian.

Shen Nian claimed that he came from another world, which was completely different. There was a magical thing called "television" that could show the world, and there was also a "car" that could speed at lightning speed. There were also many unheard-of places that made people yearn for it.

Shen Nian's existence was magical, she seemed like an illusion, because no one in the entire palace could see Shen Nian except him.

But he often saw Shen Nian appear in front of him, talking to him with a smile.

Maybe he was too lonely, so Shen Nian came to him.

"what ever."

Ling Yu quickened his pace and walked towards Huairen Hall where he lived. Huairen Hall was located at the westernmost part of the entire imperial palace.

It's remote and cold.

The two words "Huairen" were given by his father to insult his mother.

Everything in the palace was always evil and ironic, and his father asked his mother, the Queen Mother, to be kind.

But the emperor himself never showed any mercy to Ling Yu.

Ling Yu's footsteps left a trail of deep footprints on the snow, his heart filled with mixed emotions. The coldness and remoteness of Huairen Hall seemed to echo his state of mind.

The name given to him by his father was both an irony and a heavy burden to him.

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