Joy of Life: I am a Han Dynasty succubus, and I rebel from the beginning

I glanced at the time and saw that sunset was already beginning to appear.

Liu Hong raised his finger slightly.

Hong Zhu understood what he meant and shouted immediately.

"Your Majesty is leaving for Changle Palace!"

In Changle Palace, Sang Wen looked at Liu Ying reading and writing on the table with a smile on his face. Liu Heng, who was almost two years old, opened his eyes wide and looked at his brother.

Having held a high position for many years and then having the harem interfere in government affairs, under the influence of power, Sang Wen also had a more graceful and elegant feeling.

Unlike the shivering brothel girls more than ten years ago.

The trusted palace maid was delighted and knelt on the ground to congratulate him.

"Your Majesty, His Majesty is here. He has just returned to Kyoto and came to visit you."

Sang Wen's eyes lit up slightly, but when he looked at Liu Ying, his eyes dimmed again.

With the support of Hong Zhu and others, Liu Hong gently raised his feet and glanced at the well-behaved Liu Ying.

Then he looked at Sang Wen, opened his arms and embraced Sang Wen in his arms.

"I am back."

Sang Wen nodded slightly and smoothed Liu Hong's collar which was slightly folded.

Seeing the timid Liu Ying, Sang Wen hurriedly greeted him.

"Liu Ying, why don't you go pay your respects to your father?"

Liu Ying, who had been lying on the desk and dared not look up, now stood up with some difficulty.

He was very serious and did not show any fault in etiquette. He knelt on the ground and saluted.

"Your son Liu Ying pays homage to your father."

There was nothing wrong with the etiquette, but Liu Ying's young body still couldn't stop shaking.

Liu Ying felt very strange about the tall father in front of him. He had basically only seen him a few times in his lifetime.

But when he dreamed, he often dreamed of an arrow full of murderous intent, and the memory of being troubled by those aristocratic families in Qing State in Jiangnan.

After hearing these words, Liu Hong fixed his gaze on Liu Ying.

Hong Zhu quickly handed over a wooden box and told everyone to leave quickly.

"Keep your head up."

Liu Hong's voice was neither enthusiastic nor cold as he looked at his eldest son.

Sang Wen quickly pulled at the corner of Liu Hong's clothes, indicating that he should be nicer.

When Liu Ying heard Liu Hong's indifferent voice, she almost cried out loud. She held back her tears and raised her little head.

I have to say that although Liu Ying was only five or six years old, he inherited Fan Ruoruo's Fan family genes and looked quite good.

But she is too feminine. If she changes into women's clothes, people will think she is a little girl.

When Liu Hong saw Liu Ying, the gloom in his eyes deepened a little.

The saying that sons resemble their mothers is indeed true. He looks so much like Fan Ruoruo.

"You are already six years old. Don't you have anything to say to your father?"

Liu Hong sat on the small wooden stool opposite Liu Ying, stroking the wooden box, and his tone slowed down a lot, obviously listening to Sang Wen's dissuasion.

Liu Ying stood respectfully in front of Liu Hong, and his words remained rigid and unchanged.

"I wish my father good health and a long and prosperous Han dynasty."

"Hehehe..."

Liu Hong laughed dryly a few times and glanced at Sang Wen.

Did you teach him to say that?
It's all clichés, without any of the youthful vigor or the steadiness of a minister.

Sang Wen quickly shook her head. She knew that Liu Hong was wavering between the two crown princes, Liu Ying and Liu Heng, so how could she interfere?

Forget it, Liu Hong shook his head.

He still hasn't figured out whether Liu Ying is really cowardly or just biding his time.

If he can conceal his thoughts perfectly at such a young age, he will surely become a mature king in the future.

Liu Hong opened the wooden box, revealing a golden crown decorated with various gems.
This is the crown of the Northern Qi emperor. When Liu Hong left Shangjing City, he took the crown with him as a gift for his son.

"This is for you, do you like it?"

Sang Wen looked at Liu Hong in surprise. She didn't expect Liu Hong to be so generous as to almost give all the northern territory to Liu Ying.

The child doesn’t understand, doesn’t she understand yet?
Liu Ying will be the emperor of Qi.

On the small table, Liu Ying looked at the glittering golden crown. As a child, he was naturally happy, but he still looked at Sang Wen timidly.

Little Liu Ying believed that his adoptive mother would not harm him, so he let Sang Wen make the decision.

Sang Wen's heart skipped a beat.

Liu Hong sighed and closed the wooden box.

"Not like me..."

Liu Ying is not like himself at all. He has no basic opinions of his own and suppresses his own nature.

Even at home, he is always fearful and timid.

Liu Hong understood that this was the shadow of Liu Ying's childhood.

This is what led to Liu Ying's timid character.

If it were an ordinary family, I wonder how many parents would like Liu Ying because he is obedient and sensible.

But in the imperial family, Liu Ying failed the first level.

For Liu Hong, you can have your own ideas and even question Liu Hong's decisions.

But you can't be without any opinion of your own and just act according to other people's advice like a puppet.

Liu Hong slowly stood up, teased Liu Heng who was lying on the ground, then walked towards the harem.

As for the wooden box, Liu Hong left it in Changle Palace.

Hong Zhu looked a little strange when he saw Liu Hong coming out so early.

Speak softly.

"Your Majesty, is there something wrong?"

"Nothing, let's wait and see, there's still a lot of time."

Liu Hong didn't say much, he just came to the harem courtyard and quietly looked at the rippling lake water.

The eldest son was weak and had no opinion of his own. If he had gone to Qi State, Zhang Liang's guess would have been confirmed.

Liu Ying sat on the ground, somewhat dazed. Liu Hong came to Changle Palace without even a sip of water, but just said a few words and left in a hurry.

Liu Ying looked up in confusion, looking at his adoptive mother Sang Wen, his voice soft and tender.

"Mom, did I do something wrong?"

"Father doesn't seem to like me."

Sang Wen's eyes were slightly red, and he quickly wiped away his tears, hugged Liu Ying and comforted him.

"No, no, you never did anything wrong, it's just that your father is a little tired."

Liu Ying looked up as if he understood something, and stared at the entrance of the hall in a daze.

As far as he could remember, his father never seemed to be particularly tolerant towards him.

Either he didn't say a word to me, or after saying a few words, my father looked a little unhappy.

It was obvious that when he was in Qing Kingdom in Jiangnan, as long as he was particularly obedient, even the old teacher who usually had a stern face towards him would be kind to him.

Sang Wen touched Liu Ying's head, picked up his clothes, and spoke in a soft voice.

"Mother is going to the harem to see your father. You and your brother are in the main hall. Don't run around and don't bother the maids, okay?"

Liu Ying nodded sensibly.

Sang Wen hurried to the harem. She wanted to persuade Liu Hong not to let Liu Ying go to Northern Qi so early, but at least wait until he was twelve years old.

Liu Ying had few moments of peace in his life. He was always homeless, struggling between the factions and becoming a pawn of various parties.

Sang Wen was powerless to change Liu Ying's fate, but he still wanted Liu Ying to have a safe and happy childhood.

Liu Ying looked at the silly Liu Heng, and there was an inexplicable expression on his pretty little face.

It's not that he knows nothing. The twists and turns he experienced at such a young age are almost equivalent to those experienced in an ordinary person's life.

This resulted in Liu Ying's precocious character.

When he was in Jiangnan, his mother Fan Ruoruo and his uncle Fan Xian kept persuading him that he would have a younger brother named Liu Heng in the future.

He was his mortal enemy. If Liu Heng had not died, he, Liu Ying, would probably have died.

Now, there are only two brothers in the hall.

Liu Ying gently stretched out his little hand, and a bewitching voice in his mind seemed to whisper that he just had to kill Liu Heng.

The emperor has no choice but to choose him, and he will definitely be kind to him in the future.

Liu Heng opened his ignorant eyes, looked at his brother, smiled sweetly, and opened his little hands, wanting a hug.

"Well..."

Liu Ying still couldn't bear to do that, so he just hugged Liu Heng and tears flowed silently.

His adoptive mother Sang Wen had been very kind to him, and this was his own brother. How could he do something worse than an animal?

Just as Liu Hong concluded at the first sight of Liu Ying, Liu Ying was a good child, but not a good emperor.

Liu Ying inherited Liu Hong's tolerance and kindness, but not his iron-blooded courage.

In the darkness of the hall, countless palace maids breathed a sigh of relief.

When Sang Wen hurried to the lake in the harem, he saw Liu Hong alone, staring at the lotus leaves in the lake in a daze.

Sang Wen's tone contained some complaints.

"Your Majesty, Liu Ying is such a young child, why are you testing him? He knows nothing."

"If after all this experience, he still doesn't know anything, then it can only be said that Liu Ying is not worthy of being reused."

Liu Hong tore off a corner of the lotus leaf without even raising his head.

"Don't think that Liu Ying is only five or six years old, but believe it or not, Liu Ying is much more mature than Liu Fei, the King of Wu in Dongyi City, who is more than ten years old."

Sang Wen was speechless for a moment. She had to admit that Liu Ying was really well-behaved.

He is well-behaved and has none of the playful habits that any child should have.

He could only look at Liu Hong pleadingly.

"Your Majesty, Liu Ying is still a child after all. Give him a childhood."

Liu Hong glanced at Sang Wen with a somewhat dissatisfied tone, but did not refuse.

"Humph, loving mothers often spoil their children."

If Liu Ying is handed over to Zhan Doudou, Liu Ying will either become a suitable emperor or be forced to death.

Liu Ying cannot afford Zhan Doudou’s imperial education now, so he should wait for a few years.

A smile broke out on Sang Wen's pretty face.

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

Liu Hong just raised his eyes slightly, and he felt a little guilty towards Liu Ying.

However, Liu Hong did not regret what he did, because Fan Ruoruo was so capable of courting death that she could ruin a good hand of cards.

Fan Ruoruo never understood until her death that Liu Hong was not disgusted by her interfering in his power, but that he was unwilling to be under Fan Ruoruo's control.

The foundation that Liu Hong built himself became the property of the Fan family.

He reminded Fan Ruoruo many times, both openly and secretly, but she didn't listen. Fan Ruoruo believed more in her good brother Fan Xian.

He also wanted to disrupt the Han Dynasty's reforms and collude with the local aristocratic families of the Han Dynasty.

If Liu Hong's bottom line is offended, then Fan Ruoruo will have no choice but to die.

As a result, Liu Ying's position became shaky. The generals, led by Ergouzi, transferred their dislike for Fan Ruoruo to Liu Ying.

Sang Wen leaned lightly on Liu Hong's back, and the two snuggled up to each other.

Liu Hong spoke suddenly.

"Are you so confident in putting Liu Heng and Liu Ying together?"

Sang Wen's beautiful eyes are exceptionally confident.

"Your Majesty, you may understand human nature very well, but you don't understand your own sons. After all, they are brothers."

"maybe……"

Liu Hong's eyes were dim.

Not long after, Hong Zhu appeared silently behind Liu Hong and spoke softly.

"Your Majesty, nothing unusual has happened in Changle Palace."

"Prince Liu Ying of Qi is teaching the prince Liu Heng how to read and write."

At this point, a rare smile appeared on Hong Zhu's face.

Sang Wen seemed to have regained his youthful vitality, waving his fist towards Liu Hong. (End of this chapter)