The princess is so powerful that the fish pond is full of people

Liang Chongyue's smile grew wider, almost to the point of freezing. Looking at Yunling serving food to her scumbag father, she was a little worried that her skillful serving of food might arouse her scumbag father's suspicion.

In order to avoid being discovered by the scumbag father, quickly change the subject:

"What goodies has Father prepared for me? Do the other sisters have any?"

Liang Chongyue was going to court today, so he wore court robes. The bright yellow court robes were dignified and elegant, and were inlaid with 180 oriental pearls, which made him look extremely rich.

Putting down his chopsticks and questioning his scumbag father in a perverse manner, Liang Zhan saw some of his beloved concubine's appearance when she first entered the palace in his daughter.

Bright and dignified, she exudes an air of nobility.

Thinking of what his beloved concubine said to him last night, Liang Zhan felt a little hesitant.

Chongyue was raised too well by his beloved concubine. Although he appears to be eccentric on the surface, he is actually soft-hearted, kind-hearted and benevolent.

If she was forced to join the court faction struggle, given Chongyue's personality, she would be a loyal minister, only devoted to assisting the emperor. In the future, no matter which of his sons succeeded to the throne, they would not be able to bear to see a princess like Chongyue standing in a court full of men.

From the beginning when he brought Chongyue to court to gradually giving her power, it was both protection and harm.

But when he thought of those rebellious sons, Liang Zhan's hesitant heart instantly turned cold, and he clenched the chopsticks in his hand.

They are all bastards. They hope he will die when he is not even old!

A hundred years after him, when those bastards succeed to the throne, it is unknown how they will treat Chongyue. No matter how deep the Xiang family's roots are, they are just military men. If the king wants his subjects to die, how can the subjects not die?

It would be better for him to pave the way for Chongyue now, so that no matter who succeeds to the throne in the future, it will not hurt her in the slightest.

Liang Chongyue didn't know what his scumbag father was thinking. He just looked at the golden chopsticks in his hand, which seemed to be bent by him. It seemed that his hand was very strong.

If this slap had hit Liang Chongzhen on the head yesterday, he would probably have gone to hell by now.

Liang Zhan followed Chongyue's gaze and saw the chopsticks that he had bent. He looked at Chongyue with a hint of worry in his eyes:

She is still a child, but a pair of chopsticks can attract her attention. She is much more sensible than her jerk brothers.

Liang Zhan put down the chopsticks in his hand and touched Chongyue's waist-length hair with a worried look.

"You are so naive. Your brothers have been eager for me to take them to court to participate in politics since they were young. Only you have refused in front of me. When I am no longer able to protect you after a hundred years, I will not force you."

Liang Chongyue looked at his scumbag father's melancholy expression, wondering why he suddenly became emo. Was he so angry with his son yesterday, or was he getting old and his nightlife last night was not harmonious enough?

"Father, what's wrong with you? You're in your prime, why are you talking about a hundred years from now? Hurry up, Pah, Pah, Pah, and don't say such things again."

After Liang Chongyue finished speaking, he quickly put his hand to his mouth and started to spit.

Liang Zhan looked at his baby daughter's childish appearance, and in a trance he seemed to have returned to Chongyue's childhood.

The little one would nestle in his arms and talk non-stop every day, connecting all the sentences she knew, and like a little magpie, she would praise him with different sentences in his ear every day.

Liang Zhan's handsome eyebrows and eyes had already developed fine lines, but this did not affect his handsomeness at all. Instead, it added a bit of imperial majesty.

The chopsticks that had been bent just now had been replaced by the palace servant serving beside them. Liang Zhan picked up the new chopsticks, picked up a piece of fish belly that Chongyue liked to eat and put it into her bowl.

"I'm thinking of Chongyue's childhood, and suddenly I'm inspired. But Chongyue, please listen carefully to what I'm going to say next. Don't miss a single word."

Liang Chongyue had just swallowed the fish belly when she saw that her scumbag father had stopped being sentimental and became serious. She quickly put down her chopsticks, sat upright, and waited obediently to hear what nonsense her scumbag father had to say about not eating so early in the morning.

"After a hundred years of my life, you can return to your fiefdom. I issued an edict last night. Your mother does not need to be buried with me. You are allowed to take her out of the palace. She has been trapped in the palace for most of her life. I almost forgot that she grew up on the grassland. What she loved was looking at the starry sky above the grassland."

Liang Chongyue was a little surprised. Seeing her scumbag father looking like this, she would have thought he was already making arrangements for his funeral.

Could it be that Liang Chongzhen's poison had already been successfully administered? Shouldn't she have not received the news?

As she thought this, Liang Chongyue's facial muscles had already reacted physiologically, and before she could react, tears were already falling.

"What are you talking about, Father? What's wrong with you?"

Liang Chongyue wiped away her tears and grabbed her scumbag father's arms with both hands. Her eyes were anxious and worried, and her worry was filled with the pain of impending separation.

She was a little impressed with herself. The world owed her an Oscar.

Liang Zhan patted Chongyue's hands on his arms with relief and said soothingly:

"I'm fine, Chongyue, don't worry. This is just related to the great gift I'm going to give you soon. Chongyue promised me that after a hundred years, no matter which of your brothers succeeds to the throne, you will take your mother back to your fiefdom, away from the disputes in the court. I only hope that after a hundred years, you and your mother can live out your life in peace."

Liang Chongyue was stunned by her scumbag father's deception. What on earth did this Lao Deng want to give her?

Not only does he not give her the throne, but he also wants her to leave the capital. How can she live her life in peace?

Thinking that she had struggled for half her life, and in the end someone else sat on the throne, it made her feel even more uncomfortable than if her father had been killed.

"May your Majesty live long. It is unlucky to mention this matter now, but as long as it is what your Majesty desires, I will definitely fulfill your wish."

Liang Chongyue's eyes were sincere, but he was madly denying it in his heart. He was just talking, just talking.

The throne must be fought for, and the dragon chair must be sat on. I just said it casually so that my scumbag father can shut up and eat.

Otherwise, when I go to the court, I will be smelly and hungry, and it will be unbearable to stand for half an hour.

Liang Zhan knew that Chong Yue was the most considerate. Unlike other bastards, when asked to do something, the first thing he thought about was how much benefit he could get and how many capable guests he could attract. It would be best if he could make a fortune. If after careful analysis, he found that there was no benefit, he would pry it from others.

Liang Zhan would sometimes ponder, wondering why he was already a famous ruler, but couldn't give birth to a capable son besides Chongyue.

A gentleman is mediocre in the six arts, and has no skill in either civil or military strategy.

He always schemes against his brothers and the throne, and now everything is happening to him.