"Is the Ji family very powerful?" Ye Jingchen asked, feigning doubt. Before the emperor could answer, he confidently added, "Definitely not as powerful as Father Emperor!"

The emperor smiled but said nothing.

An emperor would never admit that he is inferior to others, especially in front of his own children!

"But the glittering palace is so beautiful! I wonder if the Imperial Concubine would be willing to gild the other palaces as well?" Ye Jingchen continued, spouting his childlike 'words'.

The emperor laughed heartily.

As I was laughing, a thought suddenly struck me.

Ji Wushuang isn't a spendthrift, so naturally she wouldn't gild other palaces for no reason!

But what if she were to take charge of the palace's food and drink?

The emperor quickly dismissed this sudden idea.

Since the Empress's death, the palace supplies have been managed by Consort De, and there have never been any mistakes over the years. There is no reason for him to suddenly change her.

"Father, is my younger brother Jingyu very weak?" Ye Jingchen changed the subject again.

"What?" the emperor asked in confusion.

"I held his hand, it was so soft and fleshy, like kneading a dough ball. I even secretly pinched his cheek, it was so tender and soft, I really wanted to hug him!" Ye Jingchen exclaimed sincerely.

emperor:……

He suddenly reached out and pinched Ye Jingchen's cheek. Indeed, just as Ye Jingchen himself had said, it was tender and soft, with an excellent feel.

The emperor couldn't resist and pinched it a few more times.

"Father, stop immediately!!!"

Ye Jingchen quickly reached out and took the emperor's hand.

He said this to provoke the emperor's favor towards Ye Jingyu, not to make himself a victim!

"Father, if you want to pinch him, go pinch Jingyu, he's cuter. Your son is all grown up now, he's not so cute anymore!" Ye Jingchen said seriously, pulling the emperor's mischievous hand.

As a result, his cheeks suffered again.