Happy Spring Every Year

Chapter 249 Why

At this moment, Zhao Huailang slowly loosened his hand, as if he had lost all his strength, his face full of daze.

He never doubted his grandfather's feelings for him, so did his grandfather want to use his own life to exchange for a way out for him and the Cui family?

But this letter came at a very bad time, even before he entered the palace to see the emperor...

Thinking of this, Zhao Huailang couldn't help but shook his head.

No, given his personality, knowing his grandfather's painstaking efforts would only make him even crazier and more desperate.

After all, from childhood to adulthood, it was always his grandfather and mother who gave him love and care, and he... was almost entirely taught by his grandfather.

"Live ambitiously and strive for success!"

My grandfather always said this, and over time, it became ingrained in his mind.

When his thoughts reached this point, Zhao Huailang actually calmed down.

His face was still pale, but at this moment his eyes became firm and resolute.

"Father."

Zhao Huailang raised his head and looked at his father, the king of a country, who had never been close to him since the case.

"Father, Zhen is dull and stupid. She is only focused on the jealousy and quarrels within the inner court. She is completely oblivious to what I, your son, am doing."

"Ji'er is your grandson, still very young, and extremely dependent on his mother. They are the most innocent. I hope that your father will not vent his anger on them no matter what."

As soon as these words were spoken, Emperor Sheng immediately realized that something was wrong.

He stood up suddenly and said in a cold voice: "Second brother, what do you want to do?"

Zhao Huailang bowed deeply, and when he looked up again, tears appeared in his eyes, and he said loudly:

"A man cannot stand without trust. Even common people are like this, let alone the ruler of a country."

"Father, I want to ask you, you clearly promised my grandfather that you would pass the throne to me. Why did you go back on your word?"

Such a questioning tone, even mentioning the secret of the past in front of court officials and outsiders without any care, made Emperor Sheng's eyes widen instantly.

The next moment, anger swept over him, and Emperor Sheng shouted: "Zhao Huailang!"

There was no fear on Zhao Huailang's face anymore. In fact, the moment he said this, he felt that the anger and resentment in his chest for many years had finally found an outlet.

He no longer has the possibility of succeeding to the throne, and even after leaving the imperial study today, he can no longer maintain his status as a prince.

In this case, as long as Zhen and Ji'er are safe, he no longer cares.

Royal family status and worldly wealth are ultimately like fleeting illusions that cannot be grasped, and now, he only wants an answer.

Let me ask for the little child who followed his elder brother eagerly, the young boy who stayed up all night preparing birthday gifts to please his father, and the young man who was so frustrated that he hurt himself, why!

Seeing that Zhao Huailang not only had no remorse but even wanted to speak again, Emperor Sheng became furious. He suddenly grabbed the paperweight on the jade table and threw it hard at Zhao Huailang.

Emperor Sheng still had some sense in the end. The paperweight was thrown towards Zhao Huailang's left shoulder, but he could have avoided it if he had just turned slightly.

But at this moment, Zhao Huailang was like a wooden sculpture. He neither dodged sideways nor raised his hand to stop. He just knelt straight in the spot.

boom--

Zhao Huailang took the angry blow head-on.

The paperweight hit his shoulder hard, and the dull sound of the impact echoed in the empty palace.

In an instant, severe pain spread throughout the body.

Zhao Huailang's face turned pale as paper in an instant, but he clenched his teeth and forced the groan of pain that was about to burst out back into his stomach, without making a single sound.

Emperor Sheng opened his mouth slightly. It would be a lie to say that he didn't feel regretful or sad at this moment.

But the emperor cannot bow his head.

He thought that after such a hard blow, the second brother should know to shut up.

However, under the gaze of everyone, Zhao Huailang endured the severe pain and slowly straightened his body to his knees inch by inch.

Although his movements were slightly slowed down due to the pain, he was determined to face death.

His throat rolled slightly, as if swallowing the surging pain, and then he continued:

"Father, ever since I can remember, I have known that my life's honor and favor all depend on your will."

"For over twenty years, I have not dared to slack off for a single day. I have mastered the six arts of a gentleman, calligraphy, classics, and even swords, spears, and halberds, and I handle them with ease."

"Whatever my eldest and third brothers know, I have never missed. Whatever they have not touched upon, I can also easily pick up."

"I only hope that Your Majesty will have mercy on me. Even if it's just a word of praise, or even just a nod of your head, I will be happy for a few days."

Having said this, Zhao Huailang couldn't help but let out a bitter laugh, but Emperor Sheng was already stunned and even forgot to say anything to stop him.

Such a journey of thought sounded so familiar that there was even a hint of trance on Emperor Sheng's face. He felt that the person who spoke in the hall was not Zhao Huailang, but his former self.

Zhao Huailang didn't stop.

"Yet day after day, year after year, Father's gaze never rests on me. I am terrified, blaming myself, questioning myself, wondering what I have done wrong to deserve such cold treatment from Father."

"After my eldest brother passed away, I thought I could finally get some warmth from my father, and that it was time for him to fulfill his promise."

"But, Father turned his gaze to my third brother and looked at Ye'er..."

"Father, I really don't understand!"

Zhao Huailang suddenly took two steps forward on his knees, raised his head, and tears welled up in his eyes.

"If you love and care for my eldest brother so much, you are now determined to pass the throne to my eldest brother's son."

"Then why didn't you take good care of my elder brother back then? As a result, my elder brother, with his frail body, had to juggle the heavy workload and chronic illness, and finally died young at his desk, exhausted and exhausted!"

"Otherwise, I wouldn't have harbored these delusional thoughts and extravagant hopes. Unable to obtain, unable to obtain, I tossed and turned sleeplessly all night, my thoughts a tangle of thoughts, my heart filled with grievances and resentment. Even today, in endless resentment and despair, knowing I'm doomed, I still cry and ask in this palace!"