si-mexico Chapter 381 We... Already Lost
Chapter 381 We... Already Lost
The huge room suddenly fell into silence. No matter what Ji Yan decided, it would be too risky.
If someone were to discover this and report it to the emperor, letting the emperor know that his actions had been leaked, he didn't even dare to think about what would happen to the deposed prince.
Not only will the crown prince be deposed, I'm afraid the Ji family will be thrown into the abyss again.
During the three years since being reinstated, it can be said that serving the emperor is like serving a tiger.
Ji Yan went to the palace to meet the emperor almost every day, and he could have "calm and peaceful" conversations and play chess with the emperor. Both of them tried their best to maintain harmony and decency.
Although Ji Yan knew that the emperor had regretted it long ago.
But, how could the emperor be wrong?
Those who are wrong are his people!
The deposed prince was forced to accept Jiang Hao's acupuncture and interrupted the silence: "Uncle...you don't have to take risks for a dying person like me..."
After taking a break, he took a deep breath and continued, "From now on..."
His eyes swept over Jiang Hao's face and he slowly closed his eyes: "Don't come here again in the future."
Because of his kindness, he spared his second brother. As a result, his mother was forced to commit suicide, more than 20 people in the prince's mansion were killed, and the entire Ji family was expelled...
Over the years, the tragic scene of that night has appeared in my mind every day. The voice and appearance of my beloved and the crying of my young son torment me like a nightmare.
He didn't want his uncle and the others to take risks because of him...
What will happen if it is redressed? What will happen if it is not redressed?
All the glory and wealth are fleeting, his loved ones have passed away, and all he wants is death.
"Yuzhang, you can't think like that."
Ji Yan was afraid that he would lose all hope, so he quickly spoke to comfort him: "The Second Prince is already terminally ill and will not live long. You must live well. Watching him struggle for more than a decade but never being able to climb to that position..."
"Uncle...I'm tired."
The deposed prince's voice was filled with extreme fatigue.
He is really tired.
Jiang Hao gave him a few brief injections and then stopped, listening silently to the conversation between the two without saying a word.
Ji Yan wanted to persuade him again, but it was already late. After thinking for a while, he said, "Yu Zhang, you should have a good rest. I will come to see you another day... another day."
The deposed prince seemed not to have heard and did not respond.
Ji Yan felt mixed emotions and his eyes were sore. Finally, he made up his mind, took a deep breath and said, "I will definitely do it in my lifetime."
After he finished speaking, without waiting for the deposed prince to react, he called Jiang Hao to leave quickly.
The deposed prince lay on the bed, listening to the slight sound of the secret passage closing. Tears fell from the corners of his eyes, rolled down his neck, and wet the pillow...
Uncle, why are you so persistent?
We...have already lost!
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Just after Ji Yan and Jiang Hao left for a while, the door was pushed open.
There was a sound of footsteps coming from outside, and the owner of the footsteps cursed: "Only ghosts would come in the middle of the night to disturb people's sweet dreams. Bah, you are such a useless thing, and you can run away by yourself..."
The deposed prince had long been accustomed to the insults and abuses from these rootless people, but he was secretly glad that Ji Yan and Jiang Hao left quickly, otherwise, they would really run into each other, which would be a big trouble.
A dim light suddenly shone on the face of the deposed prince. Seeing his face full of tears, a teasing voice sounded in his ears: "Oh, you are having a nightmare. That's right, so many lives are at stake, how can you not have a nightmare? Haha..."
As the voice faded away, the deposed crown prince opened his eyes again, his eyes filled with endless hatred, yet also with helplessness...