I became the God Brother of the Regent King after Transmigration!

Chapter 432 - 322: Courtesy Name_2

"Mother, if I kneel in the Heart-devouring Incense until nightfall, will you set me free—"

"You want to see Xiao Ning and her son, don’t even think about it!" Su Xinyu said coldly, the wide phoenix robe dragging on the ground, disappearing from his sight as the hall doors of Yongming Palace closed.

Her final words echoed in the hall: "Zhongxu, never forget, Rong Heng is the greatest enemy of us mother and child."

Rong Jing lowered his head, mumbling to himself:

"But he is also my brother."

The hall doors were tightly shut, the palace attendants withdrew, and after who knows how long, the familiar scent of the Heart-devouring Incense emerged.

Rong Jing’s body shuddered, quickly regaining his composure.

His face showed no trace of pain, but his deep, dark eyes reflected a range of emotions, from resentment to sorrow, as blood seeped from his fingertips clawed into his flesh, yet he seemed to feel no pain.

The task he painstakingly completed was brushed aside by Su Wenzhong in the name of the greater good, and he rushed day and night from Ningzhou back to the Capital City just to surprise Wu... But such a simple idea had to be deprived by Su Xinyu.

Just when Rong Jing thought he would spend the entire day in the dark hall, the door suddenly opened from the outside, a beam of light shining on his pale face.

Two familiar heads peeked in.

Rong Jing squinted, raised his hand to block the glaring sunlight, looking at them in surprise.

One was the eunuch Zhang Fengcai, who served him, and the other was the little beggar Sanliang whom he had saved on the streets of Yan Capital.

Sanliang once told him that one day he would become useful to the Crown Prince.

He has now joined the imperial guard, willingly becoming a pawn planted in the guard.

Song Zhi’s face was handsome, his gaze filled with a rare concern as Zhang Fengcai showed a flattering smile.

"Crown Prince, hurry, the Empress just left, you should go now!" Zhang Fengcai hurriedly said when he saw Rong Jing looking at them in confusion.

Song Zhi also nodded, speaking calmly: "I heard today Your Majesty summoned Fifth Prince to Qianyuan Hall, if you go now, you can reunite with Your Majesty and Fifth Prince’s family."

Family reunion, such enticing words.

Rong Jing stood up excitedly, ready to leave, but then stopped to ask: "If I leave, what about the two of you?"

Zhang Fengcai: "I haven’t gone anywhere today, waiting for you in the Eastern Palace."

Song Zhi smiled cleanly, his eyes pure and bright: "I’m on duty today at Zhongcui Palace, everything is normal."

"Alright!"

Only then did Rong Jing agree, suppressing his excitement, rushing out of Yongming Palace towards Qianyuan Hall.

Every palace attendant he passed bowed respectfully to him, calling him "Crown Prince."

No one stopped him, Su Xinyu confined him in Yongming Palace only because she was his mother.

Rong Jing understood this, his demeanor becoming more composed.

Yet, as he neared Qianyuan Hall, his steps slowed down.

Involuntarily, he placed his hand inside his robe, feeling the cold, hard ring within, comforting himself, though his eyes showed hesitation.

If he seeks an audience in the hall, what should he say to his father?

If Princess Consort Xiao is there, would his appearance ruin his father’s mood?

Would Wu be happy, would he like the white jade ring he planned to gift him?

Hopefully, Rong Jue, the useless bookworm, is not there to disrupt his meeting with Wu.

Rong Jing cleared his mind of the chaotic thoughts, paused his steps, but still stopped.

In the distance, the gates of Qianyuan Hall were wide open, he saw the figure of Princess Consort Xiao in a red dress and the small figure of Rong Heng.

Without having to enter, he could hear Rong Heng’s crisp, delightful child’s voice accompanied by the Emperor’s hearty laughter.

—His father had never treated Su Xinyu like this, nor had he ever smiled at him like that.

The darkness inside him, thick like a calm, wave-less sea at night, quietly devoured the remaining starlight in his heart.

Rong Jing suddenly noticed that the guards usually stationed at Qianyuan Hall had scattered to the periphery, evidently, the Emperor wished to spend a beautiful birthday, an ordinary family moment, with his most beloved Fifth Prince and Princess Consort Xiao.

Rong Huan is the Emperor, holding supreme power, with countless concubines in the harem, yet he yearns for the life of common people, no one dares say whether this is right or wrong. He never considers the responsibility he bears, that he has other children too!

If I were emperor, I would never be like this...