The fourth prince's concubine's eyes flashed past her thin husband, who was too empty to her right wrist, quickly turned her head and looked away.

How could she not hate her when she was implicated to such an extent?

The fourth prince, who thought he was as heart as iron, seemed to be pressed down by a huge stone with a thousand kilograms of stone, suddenly suffocated.

Over the past year, he has been determined to die and has also determined that Emperor Xuanping would never let him go. Therefore, except for waiting for death, he had almost never thought about his wife and children.

At this moment, when he saw his wife's face that was almost hated, he realized how painful he was.

The fourth prince gritted his teeth and stepped forward.

"Help" the guards of the fourth prince refused to let go. The fourth prince glared at the two of them: "Let go of me... let me go!"

Zhu Qijue nodded slightly to the two guards, and the guard then let go.

The fourth prince slowly walked to the fourth prince's concubine and his son.

His son Yan Ge'er was also three years old. Emperor Xuanping did not treat his nephews and nieces badly, and he ate much better than adults. The three-year-old Yan Ge'er was quite healthy, and his skin was very white because he had no sunlight all year round.

Brother Yan'er's black eyes fell on the fourth prince's face, as if he was scared, and immediately hid in his mother's arms and whispered: "Mother, I'm afraid!"

The Fourth Prince's Consort patiently patted the boy and comforted him: "Don't be afraid, he is your father. Also, don't call me a mother in the future. Just call me a mother."

Brother Yan changed his words and called out to his mother, but refused to look up at his father.

The man with thin and gloomy hair and face looked terrible. Moreover, he had one of his right hand missing. His sleeves were empty and swayed by the wind, which looked so terrible.

The fourth prince's concubine coaxed again: "Brother Yan, be good, call him father."

Brother Yan looked up reluctantly and quickly glanced at the fourth prince: "Father".

Before the fourth prince could react, he immediately shrank his head back again.

The fourth prince's concubine frowned slightly and did not force her son anymore. She looked up at her husband whom she had not seen for more than a year and said lightly: "Brother Yan is timid. When you go to the clan's mansion, you have washed and changed into new clothes and tidied up your hair and beard. Brother Yan will not be so afraid of you."

The fourth prince was speechless and could only nod.

After a while, the fourth prince whispered: "I'm sorry, I'm implicating you mother and son."

A trace of water flashed quickly in the eyes of the Fourth Prince's concubine, and her voice was still calm: "You are not sorry for me. Since I married you, there is nothing to hate in any life. Are you sorry? It's Brother Yan."

If the fourth prince did not assassinate his younger brother in a crazy way, he would be a vassal king in a safe and stable manner. Yan Ge'er was the legitimate son of the vassal king and could inherit the vassal throne and fiefdom in the future.

But now? There is nothing left. It is a blessing that Brother Yan can grow up safely. Moreover, even if he grows up, he is still a forbidden fate.

Just like a young bird, whose wings were cut off early? There is no chance to soar in the sky again.

Just a few short words?      The fourth prince deeply hurts.

The fourth prince, who had never shed tears, had a sour feeling in his nose and a fever in the corners of his eyes.

The fourth prince's concubine did not look at the fourth prince again, and lowered her head and whispered to Yan Ge'er in her arms: "Brother Yan? Didn't you always want to see the trees and birds? Now we are out of the prison? You should look up quickly."

Brother Yan quietly turned his head, looked around, and smiled with his little mouth. Soon, he flattered his little mouth and said, "Mother, I don't want to go to the heavenly prison."

The Fourth Prince's concubine endured the soreness in her nose? She said with a smile: "We won't have to stay in the prison in the future. Mother will take you to a better place."

Brother Yan smiled happily and nodded with a ignorant future.

The concubine of the fourth prince beside him was timidly holding the concubine's son. He wanted to go forward and talk to the fourth prince, but he didn't have the courage. He hesitated for a moment, and then lowered his head.

...

The eldest prince also walked to the eldest prince's concubine at this time.

The eldest prince's concubine He is much older and haggard. She is over 20 years old this year? She looks like a thirty-year-old woman at first glance.

The eldest son, Xun Ge'er, is eight years old this year? The paleness brought by no sunlight all year round? It makes Xun Ge'er look much more delicate than a boy of the same age.

Brother Xun pursed his lips, stepped forward, and saluted his father: "My son has met his father."

The other three younger brothers and sisters were also led forward to salute.

The eldest prince trembled and stretched out his hand, stroking Xun Ge'er's head: "In a blink of an eye, Xun Ge'er has grown so big."

The eldest prince's concubine was full of hatred and hatred. At this time, she saw the "culprit" who implicated her mother and son, but she couldn't even scold her. She turned her head, cried for a moment, and then said with red eyes: "Forget it, the whole family will finally get together in the future."

The eldest prince once hated the neglected wife. In the past few years, the couple has respected each other as ice.

At this moment, listening to his wife's choked voice, the eldest prince's eyes suddenly turned red.

He cried for a long time today, and his emotions were turbulent and he could not calm down. When his emotions fluctuated slightly, his tears seemed to have their own opinions and kept falling.

The eldest prince's concubine covered her face with her hands, and tears poured out from her fingers.

The couple cried, and the children started crying.

The oldest and sensible brother Xun cried for a while and then whispered to comfort him: "Father, mother, this is not a place to stay for a long time. If you have anything to say, let's talk slowly when you go to the clan mansion!"

Anyway, it is impossible for the whole family to be together in the future, and it is impossible to separate.

The eldest prince felt a little relieved while his grief was in agitation.

He took the initiative to reach out, held the eldest prince's hand, and held Xun Ge'er's hand with the other hand.

The two once favored concubines stood by with their children in their arms.

...

A harsh and hoarse cry sounded: "Dead Yuankang, you must die well yourself. I will be imprisoned as a widow. I will be banned in the sect's mansion in the future. I will marry you, and I will be in trouble for eight lifetimes..."

Of course, this woman who cries endlessly is Zheng Qinghan, the fifth prince's concubine.

Zheng Qinghan was so thin that she cried loudly, and her face was distorted, completely losing the beauty and reserve of the past. She looked like a rural village woman.

The fifth prince's concubine held the Weijie in her arms and retreated several cloths without any trace, with her expression full of alertness.

Zheng Qinghan started to curse in a crazy way, and he had to take his anger on others. It didn't matter if she was beaten or scolded, but she would never allow her child to be hurt at all.

Sure enough, Zheng Qinghan cried and scolded for a while, no one responded or dissuaded him. She seemed to have no motivation to cry and scolded like this. She turned her head and rushed towards the fifth prince's concubine and mother and daughter: "What are you hiding? You mother and daughter are both devastating stars! I will kill you two today!"
Chapter completed!