Although the princess was so domineering at the beginning, she likes the cub!

The princess scolded us, but she likes the baby!

Xiang Mingzhu wishes that everyone in Dazhao would like the little prince, so how could she reject the repentant princess?

So after some exaggeration and piecing together of various stories, Yan Lingxun quickly turned to the little prince.

What? A one-year-old baby can fly. Sorry, she has seen it before.

What? Even the most venerable monks and sages dare not call themselves gods. That’s because they are not as favored by heaven as my little nephew.

What? The Crown Prince was a man of deep thoughts. He had caused the An Wang family to be destroyed and the Crown Prince to become disabled when he was only one year old. It was their own fault.

The little fat boy, who had no idea that he used his "beauty" to make those who hated him change their ways, was lying on the fence, watching these talented artists perform their special skills.

He was so small that he couldn't see the fence and didn't want anyone to hold him.

Fortunately, as the prince's mother, the queen knew that the little fat boy was very concerned about his reputation, so she had someone bring a stool over early in the morning.

The chubby baby stood on the stump, his face showing shock and surprise.

The little mouth kept chattering "Wow! Great~ Good~"

Even though the civil and military officials were not interested in these acrobatics, they could not help but watch them attentively.

The street performers never thought that they had to perform to make a living, but they could actually use this skill to perform for the little gods.

God knows when they received the message from the officers and soldiers, their legs and feet went weak.

Oh my god! They are going to see the little fairy.

After more than a month of intensive rehearsals, they even fought for the best spots.

Who doesn’t want to be seen by the little god? It’s enough to brag about it for the rest of your life!

Now that they finally got to see the little prince, all the artists were as excited as if they had been injected with chicken blood, and they were in high spirits and performed their best skills.

Anyone who received a word of praise from the prince would be pushed aside by jealous people before he could even have time to be happy.

Over there they are putting up poles and locking things, over here they are using swords to swallow iron, the scene is quite lively.

At least the little fat boy's hands were red from clapping.

Xie Ruyi was pulled to the front by the little prince and watched these people performing in the surrounding areas.

The result was that they gathered together in dense crowds, just like ants smelling something sweet.

Wow, such a large square performance venue was formed into a triangle by them.

Brothers and sisters, can you please pay attention to your professional ethics? If you stand like this, how will other people see you?

Hey, why are those two over there playing with knives suddenly getting really angry?

Ah, how come this big brother who changed his face got kicked in the back?

Xie Ruyi couldn't bear to look any longer. She stared at the chubby boy with a complicated expression, his eyes flashing and his face flushed with excitement.

Boy, you are so awesome. If you were born in modern times, wouldn’t you be a top star who fascinates thousands of aunts?

She even suspected that the little fat boy had the script of being a heartthrob, and she was one of those who fell in love with his short legs?

She had previously suspected that the little fat boy was also a time traveler, but how could a time traveler go back to ancient times and eat ordinary food with such joy?

How could a mature soul pretend to be such a cute cub?

Her eyes are like rulers!

Even if the fat boy took out a Gatling gun in the future, she wouldn't even blink.

You stand on the bridge and look at the scenery, and the people who are looking at the scenery are looking at you.

Except for some younger young men and women who were staring at the acrobatics, most people were looking at the fat boy with a red face.

Their future monarch, the supreme being in their lives, their unchanging loyalty!

As the sound of firecrackers was heard, the iron flower artist came on stage.

Watching the sparks dissipating everywhere as the man waved his hand, it was like stars falling from the sky to the earth.

The flickering light and shadow reflected on the little fat boy's face. He lay on the fence and watched for a while and said, "The east wind blows thousands of flowers into bloom at night. The wind blows down, and the stars fall like rain."

It's rare to hear such clear and melodious pronunciation.

Everyone looked over immediately, filled with shock.

I have heard that the prince is very intelligent. He can recite what he hears and put what he recites into practice. What a talent he has.

For a moment, the eyes of all the officials became burning.

If one could become his teacher, then being famous throughout the ages would be nothing to worry about.

Maybe they can even become gods with His Highness!

"Your Majesty, I am not a gifted person, but I have achieved fame at a young age. My poetry and prose are also well-known throughout the world. The Crown Prince loves poetry, and I will definitely hit it off immediately. I request your permission to lecture to Your Majesty."

Pei Hangqing narrowed his eyes slightly and rubbed with his fingertips.

Before he could say anything, a military officer jumped out and said, "Your Majesty, I have fought on the battlefield for twelve years and was fortunate enough to join hands with Your Majesty to defeat the Northern Desert. Of the six arts of a gentleman, I petition to teach Your Majesty the art of riding and archery."

"I am eloquent—"

"I am an expert in both calligraphy and painting—"

"My students are all over the world——"

The little fat boy is still laughing foolishly, not knowing that he has caused another bloody storm.

Every time I'm with my father, we all like to say "Fa ya"

Why does Father say that Fish is a secretive person? Obviously, everyone likes to talk about wealth more than Fish!

In order to teach the prince, all the officials risked their reputation and boasted about themselves crazily.

Emperor Mingxi was happy to see this scene, but he saw the fat boy staring at everyone scrambling with his round eyes.

Emperor Mingxi felt worried. His youngest son was the best at learning to speak, and he couldn't let him learn bad things.

The emperor raised his hand slightly and said, "Alright, stop making such a fuss. I have already decided on the prince's teacher. No need to say more."

"Your Majesty, the Crown Prince can start school at the age of three. However, I see that Your Highness is very intelligent, so perhaps he can start school this year!"

After saying this, Xie Ruyi looked at the silly fat boy with pity.

My dear, you have to endure the hardship of studying when you are only two years old!

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