The scene that the emperor imagined of his son being overjoyed did not come true.

The little fat boy looked at him and snorted, "Xiao Yuan is here!"

1002 wants to dig a hole and crawl into it. Why can the kids imitate him every time he talks nonsense?

If you don’t learn good things, you will only learn bad things!

Didn’t you just say a few words when you were scolding your elder brother?

You little fat boy, you didn’t say it then, but you have learned it now!

The main system's eyes seemed to be saying: You're looking for death.

1002 Feeling ashamed.

Fortunately, His Majesty accepted it well after the baptism of first kiss, crying, good wife, and shouting at the top of her lungs.

My fists aren't hard.

Just a slightly dark complexion.

"How dare you, you little fat boy, call your father like that." The emperor took the risk and exposed the secret.

"Xiao Yuan!"

"Fat boy!"

"Xiao Yuan!"

"Fat boy!"

The father and son were shouting at each other, not caring about other people's lives.

Prince An had already shrunk far away, with several ferocious beasts, Xie Ruyi, and Yan Huajin squatting beside him.

When they heard the calls of Xiaoyuan and Fatty, they almost buried their heads in the dirt.

"Why is the ice maker here?" Xie Ruyi muttered, blurting out the words.

She looked up stiffly and met everyone's eyes.

Prince An's fat flesh trembled, and he said stealthily, "That's a good name! That God of Killing—er."

Yan Huajin came over and said, "Actually, I think so too."

"Chirp—" a soft eagle cry.

"Roar——" Two small tiger roars.

The fat boy, unable to argue with Emperor Mingxi, ran to the side of the road, touched a tree and shouted "Xiaoyuan, Xiaoyuan".

The emperor walked up to him casually, pulled out a blade of grass and called out "Fatty, Fatty".

They are indeed father and son, both so childish.

The little fat boy was shouting that he was thirsty, and he shamelessly stood on tiptoe to ask the emperor to hold him.

Emperor Mingxi raised his eyebrows, stretched out his long arm and picked up a fat radish.

The little fat boy opened his mouth and said: "Thirsty!"

It's natural for him to be fed by his father.

Emperor Mingxi, who thought he was very magnanimous, did not bother with him. He waved his hand and a secret guard jumped up and brought a teacup.

Xie Ruyi couldn't close his mouth when seeing this. This is fucking biking!

The little fat boy finished drinking the water and called the secret guard.

After taking advantage of his father, he kicked his legs to get off. He hopped in front of Jia San with his hands clasped, and tilted his head: "I won't strangle you anymore."

With a black scarf covering his face, Jia San, who had used the bone-shrinking technique to change his body shape, knelt swiftly: "Thank you, Prince."

Finally, I don’t have to practice shrinking my bones every day for fear of being recognized and strangled.

Jiasan was happy.

After quarreling with his father and scaring the secret guards, the fat baby returned to Emperor Mingxi and stood on tiptoe to hold his hand.

How could a four-year-old child touch the emperor who was nearly six feet tall?

Mingxi always bent slightly to let him hold her hand.

The little fat boy's hand was small, and he only held the Holy Father's two knuckles. He shook it twice, tilted his head and asked, "Why is Father here?"

Emperor Mingxi took the chubby hand in his palm, feeling the fleshy touch, and replied in a good mood: "I heard that Your Highness was deceived? I came to comfort you."

The little fat boy shook his head: "Alas! You are too late. My sadness has passed. Now I am only sad here."

Pointing to his stomach.

Emperor Mingxi looked at his bulging belly and his eyebrows jumped: "I can't do anything."

The little fat boy followed his gaze, looked at his stomach, and inhaled it as if nothing had happened.

"When will father leave?" he asked, changing the subject.

"Are you waiting for me to leave as soon as I arrive?" The emperor pinched his cheek and asked unhappily.

The little bastard was so worried that he arranged the government affairs and rushed over, but he didn't know that his son didn't think about him!

Noticing that his tone was off, the little fat boy tilted his head and asked, "Father, are you angry?"

Emperor Mingxi had a gloomy face and said nothing.

When the emperor was with others, he was always indifferent and showed no emotion. Therefore, his kindness to the little fat boy often made people drop their jaws.

Sometimes the contrast is so great that it’s like a completely different person.

The little fat boy shook his hand, frowning and looking anxious.

He was just joking with his father, and he used to do that too.

Emperor Mingxi looked at his son, unable to maintain his coldness, and was about to speak.

Then I heard the little fat boy say, "I am your sweetheart, how can you be angry with me?"

Very confident and very loud.

He said it so loudly that everyone could hear him saying that he was the emperor's darling.

Emperor Mingxi squatted down helplessly, and gently brushed his cheek with his fingertips: "Yes, yes, Your Highness is right, I was wrong."

The little fat boy raised his head with satisfaction: "Let's go! Father, let me tell you! I'm in Hongzhou..."

He chattered endlessly to Emperor Mingxi about his experiences and feelings of the past few days.

The emperor kept an eye on him all the time, and Emperor Mingxi had read about his experiences abroad no less than ten times.

But at this moment, he was not impatient at all, and even expressed admiration and doubt from time to time.

Take full care of your son's emotions.

The main system watched them interact with a complicated expression and said, "He is truly a very good father."

1002 chuckled: "It's worth it, Fatty!"

"Yes."

Wu Zhonghe arrived here exhausted and panting. It's not easy to be a close attendant.

His Majesty was in a good mood and he ran himself to death until his legs were broken.

Your Majesty has never regained the boundless energy of his youth, and now he is like an iron man.

Tireless.

In order to be with his son, the emperor did not sleep for several days and nights. After he finished dealing with the important government affairs, he left the miscellaneous matters to the cabinet.

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