But as more and more officials left the palace, and their ranks rose, some of them had seen the Crown Prince before, and they quickly stepped forward to pay their respects.

In this way, Ye Jingchen instantly became the focus of attention in front of the Taiji Hall.

With someone taking the lead, the remaining officials quickly followed suit and paid their respects.

After the court session, the emperor could have returned to Chengqian Palace directly through the side gate of Taiji Hall, but noticing the commotion outside the hall, he became curious and asked someone to inquire. Upon learning that the crown prince had arrived, he quickly stepped down from the dragon throne and went to the outside of Taiji Hall.

Then, one could immediately see Ye Jingchen, his face flushed, holding a flower and surrounded by the ministers, looking rather helpless.

Just as he was about to help Ye Jingchen out of the predicament, he saw that Ye Jingchen had also seen him and was running towards him, breaking through the encirclement.

Ye Jingchen had been keeping an eye on the palace gate. As soon as he saw the emperor's bright yellow figure, he immediately called out "Father" and ran towards the emperor.

The ministers dared not overstep their bounds and consciously made way for the crown prince.

Ye Jingchen ran up to the emperor and stood still. He didn't kneel, but looked up at the emperor, grinned, and said, "Your subject greets Your Majesty!"

His voice was clear and strong, a stark contrast to his weak and listless state when he was bedridden the day before. The emperor was delighted to see him and picked him up in his arms.

Ye Jingchen hadn't expected the emperor to hug him, especially in front of all the ministers, and he felt extremely resistant.

But firstly, it was the emperor who was holding him, so he couldn't refuse; secondly, the emperor was the original owner's biological father, so it was normal for a father to hold his son, and he had no reason to resist.

He could only carefully protect the flowers he had been tending to all the way, lest they be crushed by the weight of his fatherly love.