Ch 368: Heart-to-heart On A Rainy Night
Outside the Dragon Court Imperial City.
Muffled thunder surged endlessly in the clouds, and raindrops relentlessly fell from the sky.
A carriage silently disappeared into the pitch-black rainy night.
Yu Qinghe sat in the carriage. The raindrops, stirred by the gale, slanted into the carriage, gradually wetting his hair and robes.
The originally warm carriage was instantly filled with a bone-chilling chill.
However, Yu Qinghe seemed unaware.
He sat motionless in the carriage, silent, only revealing a pair of numb and gloomy eyes.
At this moment, his heart was full of struggle and pain.
After painstaking preparations for so many days, the result was that he had lost terribly.
Not only did he lose, but now, he seemed to have lost everything.
While escaping the Imperial City, he saw his own portrait and name on a wanted poster, which should have listed those who committed extremely evil crimes.
This was an edict issued by the Fake Emperor, saying that he intended to rebel.
The entire Divine Palace, regardless of high-ranking or low-ranking officials, or commoners, all seethed with anger.
They would naturally believe the Emperor’s explanation without reservation, and they would even eagerly want to personally inflict punishment after catching him.
Yu Qinghe no longer had the identity and qualification to clear his injustice.
As long as he lived, he would always be a threat to the Fake Emperor, who would certainly relentlessly pursue him until he was completely eradicated.
It was conceivable that even if he managed to find a place to hide and avoid being found by the Fake Emperor, he would probably have to live like a rat in the streets, hiding and dodging.
A life of unrest would await him.
After a long silence, Yu Qinghe slowly raised his head to look at the coachman driving the carriage, his eyes carrying a hint of complexity. His voice hoarse, he asked, “Why did you save me?”
The man wore a finely made brocade robe, and his hair was tied up with a jade hairpin; he didn’t look like a coachman.
At this moment, he turned his head, revealing a face that was very familiar to everyone in the Dragon Court.
“No matter what, we are still brothers.”
Yu Qingyang looked at his Third Imperial Brother and slowly said.
Since the day Yu Qinghe pretended to celebrate his birthday, he felt that Yu Qinghe might have some ulterior motives.
After all, when he celebrated his birthday before, Yu Qinghe had almost never paid any attention, let alone personally come to deliver a congratulatory gift.
In addition, Yu Qinghe was a strong rival for his position as Crown Prince.
Although the power supporting Yu Qinghe was far less than his own, a toothless tiger should not be underestimated, so he arranged for people to keep an eye on Yu Qinghe’s movements.
Until tonight, Yu Qinghe went to the Imperial Palace alone.
With some precautions, Yu Qingyang used a Spirit Treasure that could conceal his presence and followed him to eavesdrop on what his Third Imperial Brother intended to do.
However, he unexpectedly heard such a shocking Great Secret!
The one currently sitting on the throne was not his biological Father Emperor!
Thus, he finally understood what his Third Imperial Brother intended to do, but everything Yu Qinghe did was just futile.
Not to mention Yu Qinghe, even his own complex emotions at this moment were indescribable.
The Father Emperor he had revered for many years was fake.
What a huge shock this was to him! The memories of true feelings flowing between father and son in his mind were completely washed away by the torrential rain at this moment.
“Brothers… Hahaha!”
Yu Qinghe muttered, suddenly laughing loudly.
He didn’t know why, but he felt like laughing when he heard these two words.
From the day he became sensible, his originally amiable and gentle mother seemed to have changed into a different person. Her eyes no longer held tolerance, only stern instructions.
“You are a prince. If you don’t become Emperor, will you let your older and younger brothers snatch it away?”
“As my child, you are born noble. If you cannot ascend to that throne, what is the point?”
“Even if you don’t want to be Emperor, you must think about your mother. Your mother endured so much scorn in this deep palace before she reached this day. You should also be like me and sacrifice everything for the throne…”
It was not only his mother.
Even those noble family members and ministers who came to him to show their allegiance or goodwill, did they not also covet his identity?
Their so-called allegiance and goodwill were merely to seek a great future for themselves.
Once upon a time, he was a youth with a heart full of justice.
However, his identity as a prince and the flattery of those around him left him with no choice but to advance along the path to the heavens that they had already paved for him.
They told him that being born into the imperial family meant that he could not be burdened by so-called familial affection or anything else.
So he regarded his brothers as his greatest enemies, completely abandoning his original heart and putting on a cruel and hard shell.
That cold and ruthless mask completely enveloped and assimilated him.
Now, the path to the heavens has been severed.
He was saved by the rival he had always considered a life-or-death enemy. How ironic?
Not to mention that Yu Qingyang’s choice to save him was equivalent to indirectly becoming an enemy of the entire Dragon Court.
If they are not discovered, it’s fine, but if they are discovered, they will not only be scorned by civil and military officials and the common people, but even the Fake Emperor will not let him go.
As he thought about it, a bitter smile appeared on Yu Qinghe’s lips.
He looked at Yu Qingyang and said, “You can’t become Emperor like this.”
Yu Qingyang didn’t answer but asked instead, “Do you think I still have a chance?”
“That’s right.”
Yu Qinghe did not refute.
Many years ago, the Fake Emperor had already seized his biological Father Emperor’s body and had been on the throne for so many years, so his ambition was naturally enormous.
Would he give up this identity and position after so many years?
It was simply impossible.
The Fake Emperor would undoubtedly want to remain in this position, using all means necessary, even if what he did was excessive.
“If possible, being a carefree Leisurely Prince would be nice, rather than a Crown Prince with immense power and position. At least there wouldn’t be so much danger to one’s life.” Yu Qinghe said slowly.
Yu Qingyang turned around, his gaze surprised as he looked at his Third Imperial Brother.
He wasn’t a fool.
He naturally understood what this meant.
If one day he truly ascended to the position of Crown Prince, the best outcome would be to remain a Crown Prince for the rest of his life until he died of old age.
The worst outcome would be that he would be replaced by another Crown Prince.
However, Yu Qingyang did not expect that.
His Third Imperial Brother, who had always been deep in thought and acted ruthlessly, would actually kindly remind him.
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