The father had no concern for him, and he did nothing to do anything to favor him. The mother only regarded him as a tool to compete for favor with Concubine Hui, and the mother's mother's family also wanted him to ascend the throne.

What they said, he did what he did.

For him, fighting for power is just an instinct.

When Zhou Gongyu talked about these things, his emotions did not fluctuate, as if he was saying that something was not his business.

Xiaoman handed Zhou Gongyu the peeled chestnuts in his hand and said vaguely: "It's very sweet, you can taste it."

Zhou Gongyu did not reach out to pick it up, and leaned over and took a snatch in her hand.

The sweet chestnuts were chewed into his mouth, and he felt like he was being pulled back to the warm sun from the cold pond.

Xiaoman whispered: "No one will teach you what to do in the future, you must be a good person.

Then I won’t advise you to deal with political affairs. If you encounter something you want to do in the future, as long as you don’t harm others, you can give it a try.

You can’t be without your preferences as a king. Emperor Gaozu also likes to recite poems and sing songs. No one would say that he was a plaything and was unable to do anything. There are many interesting things in the world, and there will always be something that makes you happy.”

After she finished speaking, Zhou Gongyu knocked her head.

"I dare to speak these words?"

Xiaoman raised his face and looked at Zhou Gongyu, but there was a smile in his eyes.

"At least, I'm really happy at this moment."

Even if there is only one road, it would not be boring if she could have her on this road.

The fire is burning vigorously, and the room is warm.

Zhou Gongyu worked in the palace for several days, but he didn't know when he fell asleep.

He was covered with a soft blanket, and the room was quiet and there was no sound.

When he opened his eyes, he happened to see Xiaoman pushing the window. He immediately got up and pulled her collar back, steadily putting the person into his arms. Then the window that opened a crack turned into a "smack" and closed it.

"What are you doing?

!”

Xiaoman was half hanging in the air, struggling and twisting to go down.

Zhou Gongyu was a little unhappy, but he still suppressed his anger and softened his tone: "Your eyes can't look at the snow."

Xiaoman retorted: "It's not that you can't look at it at all. You won't be blind if you look at it. What are you doing when you throw the window?"

Zhou Gongyu knew that he was a little anxious just now, "I'm just worried about you, I'm a little anxious just now."

Xiaoman struggled out from his arms and said, "I just opened a small gap to see if the snow stopped, it wouldn't be tight."

"Did you stop?"

Xiaoman smiled, and there was a star in his eyes.

"It's not stopped yet, the rabbit can stay for a few more days."

Zhou Gongyu held the hand in vain, pressed it against his lips and coughed twice, and a smile appeared on the corner of his lips.

"That's fine."
Chapter completed!