The First National Preceptor of the Tang Dynasty

Chapter 1176

Only by keeping his two houses separate from his own would Picasso and Picasso truly respect his privacy.

But what if something really happens to his father then?

His two older brothers, however, might not really let him go.

If Charles could truly make him emperor, then he would have sovereignty.

Even if his two older brothers really did something bad to him.

Behind him stood not only Charlie, but also Prince Xu Tian.

He didn't believe those people could actually kill him then.

"Okay, I promise you. But I don't want to die."

From beginning to end, he had no value whatsoever as a prince.

This is proof of what I've seen.

Perhaps no one ever treated him as a real prince.

That's why he developed such a humble, respectful, and timid nature.

No one doubted that he coveted the throne.

Charlie then laid out his plan.

"Please choose a time tomorrow to visit your father in the palace."

Jinxiu already knew that the king was suffering because of the loss of his two sons.

My mood has been consistently low.

The imperial physician wanted to cheer him up, but there was nothing he could do.

The knot in his heart has been tied.

Jinxiu always knew that in his father's heart, there were only the eldest prince and the second prince.

Even the other two princes were not highly regarded by the king.

Not to mention him, who is dispensable.

Following Charlie's advice, Jinxiu went to the palace to visit the king.

The king was astonished the moment he saw the brocade.

He couldn't even remember the last time he had seen his son.

Even at the very first meeting, there was surprise.

"Jinxiu, why did you come back to the palace?"

He remembered that he had sent the prince away long ago.

He sent them away because he didn't think much of his son.

In addition, he had a first prince and a second prince at the time.

He became even more distant from the son in front of him.

How could his son be so weak and incompetent?

He has absolutely no masculinity.

Not to mention his status as a prince.

After bowing, Jinxiu inquired of the king.

"Your Majesty, I was saddened by what happened to my elder brothers and worried about your health, so I..."

In fact, the deaths of the eldest and second princes had nothing to do with him.

How could he possibly care about these things? He would be completely indifferent to the deaths of the eldest prince and the princes.

Because they have no connection with him, and these people don't have much affection for him.

"My health is perfectly fine, you can rest assured. All along, the royal family sent you to such extremely cold places because they wanted you to toughen up your body."

"Jinxiu, your personality is far too weak and timid; you have absolutely no strength to speak of."

When Jinxiu heard his father's evaluation of him, even though he was used to it, he still felt a little worried.

Unexpectedly, this has always been his image in his father's heart.

A look of sadness appeared on his face.

The king felt that he had spoken too harshly.

But how can you take back words that have already been spoken?

"Although your two elder brothers have already passed away, you should not stay here. You should go back."

The king told Jinxiu to go back first.

Jinxiu felt even more heartbroken.

He then changed the subject.

"You must be very sad inside, but I hope you can take care of yourself."