"Father, would you like some snacks? Your son will feed you!" Ye Jingchen released the emperor's sleeve, took the plate, picked up a snack, and tiptoed to bring it to the emperor's mouth.

However, he was much shorter than the emperor, and even when he stood on tiptoe and raised his arms, he was still a little distance from the emperor's mouth.

emperor:......

Treason!

Looks like we're definitely going to play Cuju today!

He took the pastries with a disgruntled expression, and gently pulled his other sleeve from Ye Jingshu's hand. "Let me go change into some comfortable clothes."

"Zhang Shunde, lead them to the drill ground first," the emperor instructed.

After saying that, he turned and went to the inner hall, eating the pastry in a few bites as he went.

Although I was furious, at least it was my unfilial son who personally fed me!

On the drill ground, the palace servants quickly set up the area.

The emperor changed into civilian clothes and came to the drill ground.

Having shed his heavy imperial crown and thick dragon robe, the emperor, dressed lightly, looked remarkably different from before.

It has lost some of its dignified air but gained more vitality.

In fact, the emperor was still quite young, not yet thirty, and two years younger than Ye Jingchen before his sudden death.

Looking at the emperor like this, Ye Jingchen felt somewhat ashamed.

He actually acted like a spoiled child and threw a tantrum in front of people who were younger than him. He was truly shameless!

However, compared to living a leisurely and comfortable life, saving face is indeed not important.

"Royal sister, don't you think Father looks very handsome after changing his clothes?" Ye Jingchen leaned close to Ye Jingshu and said in a voice that wasn't quiet but pretended to be soft.

Ye Jingshu nodded in deep agreement.

"You brat, what do you mean by that? Do you think I'm not handsome in a dragon robe?" the emperor asked irritably.

"When Father Emperor wears his dragon robe, he is so majestic that people dare not look directly at him. How could anyone notice whether you are handsome or not?" Ye Jingchen said ingratiatingly.

"Smiling and joking, never serious!" the emperor sneered.

"Seeing how handsome Father Emperor is, I'm relieved! If Father Emperor is handsome, your son will certainly not be ugly in the future!" Ye Jingchen patted his chest and said with an exaggerated expression.

"You smooth talker! Are you still going to play this game or not?" the emperor said, deliberately putting on a stern face, but the upturned corners of his mouth betrayed him.

"Let's play! Let's warm up first!" Ye Jingchen said, putting down the ball and addressing the others.

Everyone immediately lined up and started twisting their arms and kicking their legs.

"What are you doing?" The emperor was speechless.

"Father, get moving with us too! This is called warming up. I learned it from Young Master Xie; it's a closely guarded secret of the Duke of Zhenguo's mansion. It's said that warming up before exercising can prevent joint, ligament, and muscle injuries, and also reduce the risk of injury," Ye Jingchen said while exercising.

The other kids were a little confused. Did they learn this warm-up exercise from Xie Chang'an?

They recalled Xie Chang'an's performance during each warm-up exercise; he was indeed serious and his movements were standard.

It actually seems to make sense.

"If it's a closely guarded secret of the Duke of Zhenguo's mansion, would Xie Chang'an really teach it to you?" The emperor said he didn't believe it, but his hands and feet were already following Ye Jingchen's lead.

Despite his dislike and suspicion, setting aside his personal feelings, he still had great faith in the abilities of the Duke of Zhenguo's mansion.

Before ascending the throne, the emperor also had a heavy workload. He had to master all six arts of a gentleman and even learned some martial arts for self-defense. However, after becoming emperor, he was too busy and rarely exercised.

When I don't move, I feel weak and powerless, completely lacking the vitality I had in my youth.

The emperor was secretly on guard.

His health has indeed deteriorated significantly, and it seems he really should do as Chen'er suggested and move around more.

After finishing his warm-up exercises, the emperor looked at the group of tiny little kids, none of whom even reached his chest, and asked them with interest, "What kind of games do you want to play?"

“Father is so much taller and stronger than us, and he’s also better at having fun than us. How about we split into two teams, with Father on one team and us brothers and sisters on the other, and have a competition?” Ye Jingchen said slyly while gesturing the height difference between the two sides.

"Are you serious?" The emperor looked at him speechlessly.

Everyone else was staring at him too.

"Is Father not capable?" Ye Jingchen asked innocently.

"You are truly a filial son!" The emperor held back for a long time, but still couldn't help but reach out and tap Ye Jingchen on the forehead.

"Do I have three heads and six arms? Or eight legs? Do you think it's reasonable for me to fight against all eight of you?" The emperor asked, his eyes narrowed and his expression dangerous.

"Alright, then Father, please choose two of us as your teammates. You can only choose two at most, no more, otherwise there won't be anything fun to play!" Ye Jingchen said, pretending to be troubled.

two--

The emperor's lips twitched, and he casually pointed to the two shortest ones, "Then let's have the fourth and fifth sons, so that you won't think I won unfairly if I win later."

Ye Jingyu was excited to be chosen and jogged over to the emperor's side.

Ye Jinghe, however, was not happy about it.

"Couldn't you choose someone else? I want to be on the same team as my brother," he said, looking at the emperor with a resentful expression.

Judging from his expression, the emperor would never allow him to switch teams.

"Since I have chosen you, I will not change my mind. Come here now!" The emperor beckoned to him with a stern face.

"Don't worry, brother. Even if he chooses me, my heart is still with you. I will definitely help you win!" Ye Jinghe whispered in Ye Jingchen's ear.

After saying that, he reluctantly walked to the emperor's side.

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