The eldest prince in light yellow clothes on the side looked at the second child who was leaving, then at the fourth and sixth children.

He opened his mouth to say something, but he couldn't find the right words.

He smiled coquettishly and ordered his servants to help him back.

When passing by Luo Chao and Luo Shui, he still couldn't help but stop and said: "No. 4, don't argue with the second child. He has a bad temper, and it's because he thought about the fifth child..."

"Luo Chao understands." Before the eldest prince finished speaking, Luo Chao replied calmly.[

He raised his eyes and said respectfully to the eldest prince: "Luo Chao's sin has made the eldest brother worried."

With a slight nod, the eldest prince left under the protection of the inner prison.

"Fourth brother..." The little boy raised his head and tugged on the indigo clothes.

"It's okay." Luo Chao's voice was the same as usual as he rubbed his hair.

He pursed his thin lips slightly, but suddenly lowered his eyes, looked at the child who was five years younger than him and said, "Luo Shui, do you hate me?"

The little boy was stunned for a moment, then shook his head: "No. The third brother will not hate the fourth brother, because we know that the fourth brother has tried his best."

"But there will be people who will hate...always hate it." Luo Chao raised his eyes and looked at the carriage and horse that could barely be seen on the empty edge and said.

Luo Shui said nothing, but also looked at the carriages, horses and troops returning from the Long Dynasty.

There, there was his third brother, his half-brother.

However, even so, he and the third brother did not blame the fourth brother.

The defeat is not the fourth brother's responsibility alone. This is not a job to please. If it had been someone else, the result would not have been different, maybe even worse.

-------The third brother told him this before he left.

The little boy rubbed his eyes and sniffed, as if the child who was crying before was someone else.

He looked up at the brother he admired and leaned closer to him.

The wind blew, the rustling was thin and cold, like a knife cutting.

Luo Chaoha took a breath, and it was more like he had relieved some of the suppressed things in his heart and vomited them out.

Taking Luo Shui's hand, he turned around and walked back.

A guard came forward and greeted him respectfully.
Chapter completed!