"Let's go... let's go... let's all go... I'll never see you again in this life... ugh..."

Just as Jia Cong was about to step out of the high threshold of the east wing of Fengzao Palace, Yuan Chun's thin sigh sounded in his ears.

Will we never see each other again in this life?

This life?

She is only twenty-six years old, is this her life?

Jia Cong was inexplicably sad because of this woman locked in the palace.

If she had never entered the palace in the first place, if she had just married into an ordinary family, what would Jia Yuanchun look like at this moment?

With her looks and talents, she should be a competent mistress at this time. She is loved by her parents-in-law, pampered by her husband, and surrounded by children...

But at this moment, besides an empty and cold palace, what else does she have?

Probably all she hopes for is a quick death.

I just want to die and no longer suffer all this suffering.

Jia Cong suddenly felt sorry for her.

"You... don't associate with those people anymore... The crane and the clam fight for the fisherman's profit... But the dragon and the tiger are only afraid of hurting innocent people..."

Jia Cong turned his head and whispered.

"Hehehe..."

Jia Yuanchun suddenly laughed in a low voice, his laughter full of pain and sadness.

"I'm just a little woman. All I want to do is serve my husband and raise children, or make makeup and make powder, or just recite a few poems... How can I care about so much..."

She sighed softly.

Jia Cong couldn't help but frown after hearing this, assuming that she didn't want to reveal the secret, so he could only sigh and turned around to push the door open.

He doesn't want to get involved in this dispute. There are people behind him that he wants to protect. He has his own responsibilities and he can't afford to play around.

"Squeaky"

The wooden door of the East Wing Hall has not been oiled for an unknown period of time, and it creaks when pushed lightly.

"Alas...I'm just a chess piece...I can't help myself...my parents use me as a chess piece...the emperor uses me as a chess piece...the prince of the East Palace also uses me as a chess piece...I'm not a human being at all...

Everyone uses me as a pawn...what can I do..."

Jia Cong had only stepped out of the hall with one foot when Yuanchun's whimpering sound came from behind, resentful and sad.

Jia Cong couldn't help being startled, and when he looked back, he saw that Jia Yuanchun had sat back behind the heavy curtains, with only the hem of his palace clothes vaguely exposed.

Looking from a distance, she really didn't have the breath of a living person, but looked more like a gorgeous wood carving and clay sculpture that had been placed in a temple.

"well……"

Besides sighing, Jia Cong didn't know what else to say.

For her short life, Jia Cong no longer knew anything but compassion.

But this has nothing to do with him. Maybe this is Yuanchun's fate. The only blame is that she should not have been born in Jia's house and should not have become Jia Zheng's daughter.

Now I can only pray that when she is reincarnated, she will never go to a family like Jia's house again.

Jia Cong was cruel, turned around and walked out of the East Wing of Fengzao Palace, closing the door tightly behind him.

A cool wind blew in his face, Jia Cong closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

Feeling relieved.

He shook his head vigorously, trying his best to shake off the depression and sadness just now.

Fengzao Palace, Jia Yuanchun... everything here is filled with the air of death, which is so depressing that one almost goes crazy.

Either crazy or dead!

Jia Cong disliked this feeling very much.

Jia Yuanchun was extremely pitiful, even though she was extremely pitiful? But that was also her life, and Jia Cong didn't want to get involved.

After taking a few deep breaths of fresh air that was so cold that the tips of his lungs hurt, Jia Cong raised his head and looked at the sky again.

A piece of blue and white.

The dazzling sunshine in the morning was long gone now? It was replaced by a clear white sky.

The wind is blowing harder and harder.

Jia Cong's face was sore from being shaved.

He hurriedly tucked away his thick fur clothes, hiding his entire little face in the warm firefox fur.

What Daiyu and Jinque said was indeed true. I'm afraid it's going to snow heavily today.

It seems that it is really a good idea to listen to your wife’s words.

With this thought in Jia Cong's mind, a smile appeared on his face.

Thinking of Lin Daiyu's charming little face again, and her eyes full of concern, Jia Cong's heart suddenly warmed up, and the unhappiness and depression just now were quickly left behind.

Not for anything else? Just for my handsome little wife, I still work hard!

Jia Cong's smile became sweeter. He tucked his fox fur collar tightly and quickly walked out of the gate of Fengzao Palace, never looking back again.

Unexpectedly, he had just left Fengzao Palace, but there was a warm sedan parked in front of him, with a dozen little eunuchs standing next to him, shivering in the cold wind.

As soon as they saw Jia Cong coming out, all the young eunuchs suddenly beamed with joy. They didn't even bother to wipe the snot on their faces from the cold, and cheered in unison: "Master Jia... Master Jia is out..."

Jia Cong was stunned for a moment. Before he could speak, someone saw the cotton curtain of the warm sedan being lifted open. The people inside were looking at him with a smile.

Who else could it be if he wasn’t the emperor?

It's just that the old man is wearing a clumsy fur hat on his head at the moment, and a fur cloak on his body. He looks a little less majestic than an emperor, but a little more kind and kind like a father...

And...a sense of joy.

The emperor was originally a little fat, but now that he was wearing such a thick set of clothes, he looked like a rich man from the countryside.

He was chubby, smiling kindly, and looking at Jia Cong with squinted eyes.

"Your Majesty...why are you here..."

Jia Cong shouted in surprise and ran forward.

"Slow down...slow down...see if you fall...don't be in a hurry...don't be in a hurry..."

When the emperor saw that Jia Cong was full of joy when he saw him, he was as happy as a three-year-old child when he saw his father coming back from a market to buy candy.

Running inside and out.

Even though he is extremely well-maintained, he is still over fifty years old. In recent years, due to the busy schedule of government affairs, he has delayed his physical training, and his body has become heavier and heavier. In addition, when he met Jia Cong, he really liked him from the bottom of his heart.

I was also afraid that he would cry if he fell down, so being in such a hurry would naturally make him look older.

There is no other way. This kid Jia Cong may really be his child who died young and was reincarnated to renew his relationship as father and son.

If not, why did he forget that he was the emperor as soon as he saw Jia Cong, and only knew that he was his father?

"My child... my dear child... you must wait a little longer... you might fall... Daddy is right here..."

The emperor called anxiously and hurriedly stepped out of the sedan. He staggered and almost tripped over the sedan pole under his feet.

All the eunuchs were first shocked beyond measure by the emperor's words.

baby?

Daddy?

Is it possible that Mr. Jia in front of me is really the emperor's illegitimate son outside the palace?

But when everyone thought about it, their faces turned pale with fear.

This is not something they should know, it will make them lose their heads!!!

In the blink of an eye, the emperor almost tripped and fell, which frightened all the eunuchs into rushing to help him.

When Jia Cong saw that the emperor was about to fall out of the sedan chair, he was immediately anxious and ran forward with his legs like crazy, shouting: "Daddy...Daddy...slow down...slow down...

…Look if I fall again…”

He was so anxious that he only looked at the Emperor's father again, and his left leg stumbled hard on his right leg.
Chapter completed!