Chapter 229 Tolerance

Ouyangwan thought for a while, then lowered his head and said slowly, "Maybe it's because she is afraid of your three wives and four concubines after ascending to the throne. Will it be like this?"

"Ha ha, don't say that I won't ascend the throne. Am I not a three-wife or four concubine now? But where does she look unhappy? Not only that, but also let Yin Xue stay by my side. Xia Wuchen smiled bitterly, "So, I really can't figure out why she is afraid of me ascending to the throne."

"I think your father may know the answer." Ouyang Wan said, "Isn't your father ascending to the throne? Ask him what special he feels after ascending to the throne, so that you can know what he will do to Ling Yue when he becomes emperor to scare her?"

Xia Wuchen asked doubtfully, "What are you talking about?"

"I mean, look at how your father treated the dean, so that you know what you will do to Ling Yue after ascending the throne?" Ouyang Wan explained, "In those years, it was the president who supported your father to ascend the throne, and in the early 16th year, he used almost impossible power to suppress the four princes and King Qi, but what about now? Your father imprisoned the dean. Although the dean killed Shen Haoran, I have a grudge against her from this point, but I ask myself that she is kind to your Xia royal family, isn't she? Now, Ling Yue may be afraid that after supporting you to the throne, she will end up cooking. Maybe it is because of this that she would rather support King Kang.

Xia Wuchen looked at the night sky in a daze. What is hidden under the vast sky? No one knows.

"Am I right?" Ouyang Wan asked softly again, "But this is just my idea. I guess only Ling Yue knows what the truth is."

"Yes, only Ling Yue knows." Xia Wuchen said slowly.

"So what do you think? Can you tolerate such an excellent and proud woman?

"I don't know." After Xia Wuchen was silent for a long time, he just answered that he didn't know.

"Alas, poor people were born in the imperial family." Ouyang Wan said, "Actually, what's good about being born in the emperor's family? It's better to wander around the world freely.

"But we can't choose our own birth. Moreover, the world is only created by people. I feel desperate when I think about it."

"Whether it is created by people or the divine bed, at least we exist alive, that's the truth. Do you want to deny your existence?" Ouyang Wan said, "The problem is not that complicated. If you really want to delve into it, then I also want to say, what is the soul? What can't be seen and can't be touched, and there are other reincarnations and so on. Isn't it all very illusory? No one can really see it."

"Well, I'm not obsessed with these things, just my father..." Xia Wuchen said helplessly, "My father seems to be a little obsessed, no, very obsessed."

"Then make him obsessed." Ouyang Wan stretched out and got up and moved his legs. It seemed that his whole body was stiff because he had been sitting for a long time. "Let's not talk about it, I'm going to do activities. Why don't we go for a drink together?"

"No, I want to read some books."

"Okay, whatever you want." Ouyang Wan said with a smile, "There is Qianhan's piano art tonight. Why don't you go?"

"I won't go." Xia Wuchen said, "I'm afraid that after I go, my purse will become thinner."

"Cut, don't be so blunt, let's go." Ouyang Wan carried Xia Wuchen on his back and waved his hand.

Xia Wuchen looked at Ouyang's departure back and was a little envious. If he ascended the throne, what would he do to Ling Yue? This question seems to have never been thought of, and it seems that there is an answer in the deepest part of his heart, but he has never thought about it seriously. Today, the conversation with Ouyang Wan slowly stained those memories like mud under the water, and finally he came up with an answer. If you ascend the throne, you may really kill Ling Yue.

Now, as a prince, he can tolerate Ling Yue. But one day, when he sits on the dragon chair at the top of tens of thousands of people and looks down on the world in the Qinglong Hall, can he really tolerate Murong Lingyue? The answer is no. Just like his father, he can't tolerate outside the president of the supervisory institute who is above the imperial power.

The only difference between the two is that Xia Wuchen has true feelings for Murong Lingyue, and it is precisely because of this that it is more contradictory and painful.

The curling smoke slowly floats out of the exquisite incense burner, and the broken soul in the air makes people feel a little sleepy.

Wu Xiang lay in Xia Wuchen's arms with a blush, while Xia Wuchen held an ancient book in his hand and frowned. Wu Xiang looked up at Xia Wuchen's delicate pale face and couldn't help reaching out to smooth the sadness between her eyebrows, but she just stretched out her hand but was gently blocked by Xia Wuchen.

"What's wrong?" Wu Xiang asked softly.

"Nothing, just not used to it." Xia Wuchen's tone was a little erratic, as if absent-minded, "Why did you marry me?"

Wu Xiang didn't expect Xia Wuchen to ask this question. For a moment, she couldn't answer it, but after a moment, she still said softly, "Because I like you."

"But you haven't even seen me before, how can you like me? Or do you just like my identity? Xia Wuchen said lightly, "If I were not the prince, would you still marry me?" That's not true. If I were just a beggar, would you still marry me?

"I will." Wu Xiang replied firmly, "No matter who you are, I will marry you without hesitation."

"That's it." Xia Wuchen nodded slightly, continued to read, and ignored Wu Xiang.

Wu Xiang did not continue to ask, but lay quietly in Xia Wuchen's arms.

In fact, although Xia Wuchen sometimes sleeps in Wu Xiang, there are few things in bed. He just looks at it quietly with an ancient scroll and falls asleep. Sometimes when Wu Xiang wakes up in the middle of the night, she will catch Xia Wuchen's eyebrows slightly and can't help but want to calm him.

Gradually, Wu Xiang began to feel that there seemed to be pain hidden in the heart of this light prince. This is just her intuition, as a woman's intuition. She has never told anyone about this feeling. Although many people think Wu Xiang is capricious and unruly, no one knows that what she is best at judging the person's true thoughts from people's words and deeds. Just like Li Rongrong, Xia Kang has always thought that Li Rongrong is also heartless, but he never thought that she was from the supervisory hospital.

King Kang's Palace.

Li Rongrong held a fan and looked at Xia Kang with charming eyes: "Are you a man or not?"

Xia Kang drank a glass of wine and waited for Li Rongrong: "Don't you feel bored when you say this?"

"I'm just curious that you have no feeling for such a beautiful woman, so I began to doubt whether you are a man or not." Li Rongrong smiled gently, and a wisp of blue silk hung in her ear, which actually seemed to be a little charming. She slowly got up, walked to Xia Kang and sat down. "It's meaningless to drink alone. Come to the way, I want to tell you something."

Huh? What's the matter?"

"The previous deal between the dean and you has been cancelled."

"What?" Xia Kang asked, "What did you just say?"

"I said that the transaction has been cancelled. From now on, you don't have to do anything and ask anything. Just do your King Kang." Li Rongrong said lightly, "Believe me, this is for your own good. What will happen next is not something that you and I can handle."

Xia Kang stared at Li Rongrong warily and said, "Do you know what will happen next?"

"I don't know." Li Rongrong said, "It's just that the dean said to me that I conveyed it to you like this, that's all."

"Hmm." Xia Kang said, "In that case, I will do nothing but be my King Kang as she wants."

"Will you be willing?" Li Rongrong asked, "King Kang, who has the whole world in mind, is willing to do nothing."

"Your words are interesting. Didn't the dean let me do nothing? Since the dean has spoken, I can only do it? What else? What do you want?" King Kang said, "Although it's summer now, it's not good to wear so little. Wear more clothes."

"I still think I wear too much." Li Rongrong's shoulder gently hooked King Kang's neck. King Kang raised the corners of his mouth gently and picked up Li Rongrong and walked to the bed. Li Rongrong's smile was even more charming, "After all, it is a man."