Prince Wuchen

This splendid palace is the place where the emperor goes to court.

The guardian of the country, Qingxian, probably never dared to imagine that one day, he would hug his son who had just turned one month old and kneel here.

"Your Majesty, please be merciful to Your Majesty." Qing Xian did not believe that his newborn son would be the source of the strange incident that Sikong Jian said.However, he understood Chao Gang, and the emperor would not allow any existence that might be harmful.

The emperor's heart is in a dilemma. In front of him is the descendant of the founding father who has worked hard and made great achievements. Heroes cannot be left behind, but the strange incident makes him worry even more. Sikong Jian calculated that if this child is left behind, the Gree family's country will eventually change hands.Since ancient times, loyalty and righteousness have been difficult to balance. As the king of a country and the descendant of his ancestors, he should protect the inheritance left by his ancestors.

and……

The protector of the country has made great contributions to the family, and he has heard gossip about the Qing family. If the Qing family wants to rebel in the future, then how many of his subordinates will understand and join forces.

For a moment, the emperor was in a dilemma.

"Your Majesty, please put the country first."

"Your Majesty, please put the country first."

In the main hall, all the ministers said in unison: the country is the most important thing.

Qingxian looked at everyone, looked at the emperor, with cold sweat on his forehead, he knew that the achievements of the Qing family had already made the emperor and other ministers stare at him, and the matter of Xiaoer Wuchen might just be the beginning of defeating the Qing family , but... The whole family must not be broken after his generation.

With a hard heart, Qingxian's eyes were filled with tears, looking at her infant child, her eyes were painful.

But unexpectedly, he met a pair of eyes as deep as the sea, the more you look at it, the more you can't see the edge.Is this... the eyes a baby should have?With trust, with freedom, with understanding, with support.

my son.

The big calloused hand unwrapped the baby's swaddle, and touched the baby's delicate skin with the rough palm.

In the hall, it was quiet.No one knew what Qingxian wanted to do.

Only two "clucks" could be heard, followed by the baby's hoarse cry.

Turning around, everyone knew what was going on.

"Your Majesty." Qingxian cried. The general who fought the enemy bravely on the battlefield finally shed tears, "Wuchen is the only son of Qingjia. A virtuous person cannot become a sinner who ruined his family through the ages. Your Majesty, my son has lost his legs, and he will always be with me in a wheelchair. Please forgive me, Your Majesty.

Who can understand, as a father, what kind of pain is it to destroy his own son's legs with his own hands? hundred times.

Putting Xiao Wuchen, who had fainted from crying, on the ground, Qingxian's hand stretched into his bosom.

"Protect Your Majesty." Who knows who shouted this sentence, and the hall suddenly became chaotic.The royal guards rushed in and surrounded Qingxian.

Everyone is waiting, waiting for what hidden weapon Qingxian will come up with, but what we are actually waiting for...is the emperor's order.

"Back off." A green voice came, although the voice was green, it had incomparable majesty.

"His Royal Highness..." Following the voice, Gree Hui, the only prince of the dynasty and also the prince, stood at the door.The child who was only seven years old still had a childish look on his handsome face, but the dignity that belonged to the emperor had faintly exuded.This child is destined to become the greatest king of the Rhea Dynasty, which later became the Rose Empire.