His anger alarmed An Of Silla, who was reviewing memorials in the side hall. That's right, the emperor's memorials were all reviewed by others. However, he was very cunning. He didn't call one person, but three people to take turns reviewing the memorials. An Of Silla was one of his younger brothers, and he looked very gentle.
"Why is Your Majesty so angry?"
Jin Sheng glanced at him and gritted his teeth. "Isn't it because of that b * tch in the Cold Palace?!"
An Of Silla smiled. "If you ask me, since Imperial Brother can't forget her, you should let her out …"
"How can that be?!" Jin Sheng suddenly raised his voice and looked at him gloomily. "That b * tch! Let her out to cause chaos in the palace? "
An Of Silla looked at his resolute attitude and smiled faintly. "Your Majesty, you don't have to be so angry. Don't you value her because you think she's beautiful? That bastard son of hers isn't bad either … "
His words made the emperor, who didn't care about sex, hesitate. Although he was muddle-headed and lecherous and had a few male concubines in his harem, he still had some rationality!
Although it was uncertain whether Kim Yoon was his son, he was still a little hesitant to do such a thing.
An Of Silla said, "The Second Prince is very popular among the people now. The people don't know the truth and have been deceived by him. Is Your Majesty going to be merciful? If he continues to grow, the Eldest Prince won't be able to suppress him when he inherits the throne … "
"He dares?!" Jin Sheng was a little angry. "He's just the son of a songstress. Does he want to overturn the heavens?!"
An Of Silla's eyes shone faintly. "Who said that? The human heart is always greedy."
By the time Jin Yun came out, it was already evening. Gong Yi Mo was lying alone on the wall of the Cold Palace, her hands behind her head as she looked at the sunset. She had a piece of withered grass in her mouth, and there was an indescribable sense of loneliness.
There was not much difference between Yuheng and Dai Yu State. The sky was the same, and people looked the same. Why did she have a faint feeling of homesickness?
It must be an illusion.
Jin Yun walked over and stood at the foot of the wall. He sighed and said.
"Princess, my mother's nature is like this. If there's anything you don't like, please forgive her."
GongYimo spat out the grass in her mouth. She tilted her head and said calmly, "You, a person who was implicated, didn't say anything. How can an outsider like me have any opinions?"
He smiled faintly. Every move he made was shockingly beautiful.
"What are you talking about? She is my mother, the most important person in my life. "
GongYimo could not understand his filial piety. She only asked, "Why do I feel like they don't like you? Aren't you the emperor's son? "
At the mention of this, Jin Yun's lips curled into a bitter smile.
"When I was born, my father was especially happy. Because my mother was favored, my status also rose. But later, someone framed my mother for an affair. After a thorough investigation, that man took poison and died. My father also became suspicious of my mother.
Later, rumors spread everywhere in the harem. The concubines asked me to do a blood test. It was strange. I was clearly my father's son, but the blood just couldn't fuse together! "
He smiled bitterly. In a few words, he summarized those turbulent and dark years.
"But at that time, Imperial Grandfather stood up. He believed that I was the son of the imperial family. He even said that when he was young, he had heard that even the blood of blood couldn't fuse together. So, he protected me.
But since then, my father was deeply suspicious of my mother. He often beat and scolded her. Plus, my mother … She didn't have any feelings for my father. So, after they parted on bad terms, she moved to the cold palace. As for me, I was raised under the name of the late empress. "
GongYimo nodded. "I didn't expect your background to be so complicated." Not only did he have a muddle-headed singer mother, but he also had an even more muddle-headed father.
"Your grandfather was right. This kind of situation did happen. And looking at your mother, she wasn't someone who would cheat." Even if she had the heart, she definitely didn't have the guts!
Her words made Kim Yoon's face look embarrassed. He came forward and used his strength to climb up the wall and sit beside her.
In the end, he practiced dancing all year round, so his skills were quite good.
He smiled. "You don't have to sympathize with me. I was lucky. The late empress didn't have a son, so she took good care of me. My mother also had a better life. It's a pity that she died early, and some people took advantage of her."
The 'some people' he was talking about was probably the current empress.
GongYimo looked at his overly dazzling face and said, "Your dance was also taught by your mother?"
He nodded a little bashfully. "After she died, my situation became difficult. The other brothers ostracized me and scolded me, so I could only hide in the cold palace.
As for my mother … she had a naive temperament, and her knowledge was limited. When I was young, I was always weak and sickly. My mother said that she had practiced dancing since she was young, and she never even caught a cold. So every time she practiced dancing in the courtyard, she would bring me along. Slowly … I actually learned how to dance. "
Speaking of this, he faintly smiled. He was a little self-deprecating, but at the same time, he felt very satisfied. Perhaps when he was young, hiding in the cold palace to practice dancing, it was one of the few times in his life that he felt happy.
"Then, why did you become a singer?"
This was what GongYimo couldn't understand the most. She couldn't see the slightest bit of the noble pride of a prince on Kim Yoon. He was like a beautiful wild grass. Not only could he put down his status to earn money, he could even abandon his male identity to become the most inferior singer. This was simply inconceivable in ancient times.
When Kim Yoon heard this, he became even more embarrassed. There was a faint blush on his face, which made the clouds in the sky pale in comparison.
He sighed softly, as if he didn't care, but also as if he cared.
"Because … I was really short of money. My father didn't care about me and left me to fend for myself. My brothers ostracized me, and the palace people looked down on me. Only money could allow me to survive and live a better life.
As a singer, not only could I earn money, my mother could also live a more comfortable life in the cold palace. I could also spare the energy to help the poor common people. I could also inquire about news and know about the world's movements. After a long time, I didn't care. "
"Even if you abandoned your male identity, you didn't care?"
GongYimo's words stung him, causing his expression to stiffen for a moment. After a long time, he slowly exhaled.
"I didn't care."
He turned his head and stared at GongYimo. Those beautiful eyes seemed to be filled with stars.
"In this world, other than death, everything is trivial."
Then, he raised his head and looked at the sky. There was a trace of unyielding will and yearning in his expression.
"And living, isn't there only one goal? That is to do everything possible to live well … and to continue living. "
Looking at the side of his face that was slightly raised, this was a person. He was clearly suffering, but he still maintained hope and enthusiasm. He was clearly tired, but he could still take care of his mother and take care of the poor common people.
GongYimo suddenly felt that this was what it meant to be born from the heart … He deserved the title of the number one beauty in the world.
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