"We, the imperial family of Di, are so blessed. Our Tiansheng Dynasty has prayed high, and the gods have blessed us with a little ancestor." The late emperor became more and more excited as he spoke, and he wiped away his tears while hugging Emperor Tiansheng.

That little ancestor is the reincarnation of King Yan.

After so many years in the underworld, he also learned other information. This little ancestor has a great background, and the Living King Yan is just one of his identities. Woo woo woo, that's great!

"Little Ancestor? Dad, are you talking about...Abao?"

"You kid, I'm a god, don't call me A-bao."

The big tyrant's mouth twitched, "Dad, that's my daughter."

"That's the little ancestor! Ancestor! An ancestor who is higher in generation than your father!"

"Okay, okay, Dad, you are angry, but ancestors are ancestors, I get it."

"Then why don't you stand up quickly."

The tyrant was dumbfounded, "What?"

"The little ancestor is still young, you have to coax her, but you must not let her bump into anything, or she will be punished by heaven, and our Tiansheng Dynasty cannot afford it. Go, the little ancestor is probably going to sleep now. She is still so young, how can you, as a father, let her sleep alone? Go and tell her a story and coax her to sleep."

Tyrant: “…………”

"Did you hear that? You have to force me to kick you!"

The tyrant really felt like he had been kicked in the butt, and then he suddenly woke up.

The tyrant sat up suddenly, a thin layer of sweat on his forehead, and realized that everything just now was a dream.

But my butt really hurts, and it doesn’t seem like a dream.

The great tyrant stood up, threw back the quilt, got out of bed, dressed neatly again, and went to Yihe Palace.

Defei had already gone to bed. She heard a noise coming from the door and looked over. She saw a dark shadow moving in the room.

Concubine De:? ?

"There are thorns..." De Fei just shouted out two words, and a black shadow swept over and covered De Fei's mouth, "Hush, my beloved concubine, it's me."

Concubine De was confused, "Your Majesty? Why are you sneaking into Yihe Palace in the middle of the night?"

"Don't mention it, is Po asleep?"

"Just fell asleep." She had just coaxed him to sleep and then went to bed. She moved very quietly, otherwise she would not have noticed the tyrant coming in so quickly.

"From now on, don't worry about A-bao's sleep. I will be responsible for coaxing her to sleep."

Concubine De was surprised, "Your Majesty, what happened?"

The emperor is busy with government affairs during the day and has to take care of his children at night, so it is inevitable that he will not have enough energy.

Throughout history, no emperor has ever coaxed his heir to sleep at night.

"Something terrible has happened!" the great tyrant sighed, "My ancestors asked me to tell Po a story to put him to sleep."

Defei’s pretty face froze, huh?

…

A few days passed in a flash.

"Sister, today is the Lantern Festival!" Emperor Zi'an rushed into Yihe Palace. He had been staying in the palace for the past few days, fearing that he would encounter bad luck if he went out of the palace. He was holding it in, waiting to leave the palace today.

【Lantern Festival! There are many delicious foods outside the palace】

Emperor Zian: "It's so lively outside the palace today, brother, would you like me to take you out to play?"

"Sister Defei." As the brother and sister were talking, Concubine Chun came with the ninth prince Di Rongjing.

Concubine De welcomed the two into the palace and served the Ninth Prince a bowl of small glutinous rice balls stuffed with hawthorn, to which Emperor Rongjing gave his praises repeatedly.

De Fei smiled and said, "Jing'er has become much more cheerful these days."

In the past, this kid never left the palace and always stayed by his grandmother's side.

Concubine Chun smiled and walked over to hug Abao, "Yes, this is all thanks to little Abao. Come, let Aunt Chun hug my little baby."

Ever since Abao and Rongjing were sneaked out of the palace by Feng Sheng last time, Rongjing's personality changed drastically after he returned. He became a recluse and stood at the palace gate all day, trying to find Abao.

"Ah Bao, can Aunt Chun ask you for a favor today?"

【ah?】

A-bao was stunned. [I am not even one year old yet, what can I do for Aunt Chun?]

The prince came over and said, "What does Concubine Chun want to ask Xiao Abao? I'm curious too."

"It's about what Jing'er is going to report to the Imperial College today."

Emperor Zi'an was surprised: "Ninth brother is going to study at the Imperial Academy?"

In these years, the ninth brother only studied in the palace and never interacted with others.

"I want him to go to the Imperial College to exercise. It's not good for him to stay in the palace all the time. Jing'er is getting older and older, and he needs to go out. Going to the Imperial College is a good opportunity."

The Master was once the Emperor's teacher. It is a great honor to be his disciple.

"Jing'er has been afraid to go, saying that he wants to go with his sister. I wonder if Xiao Abao can accompany your brother Jing on the first day he reports?" Chun Fei smiled.

"good……"

[Oh, let’s go to the Imperial College. It’s fun there.]

De Fei covered her lips and said, "A Bao definitely wants to go. As long as she can leave the palace, she is willing to go anywhere."

[My dear mother, she really understands me]

"Qi Guo Guo, shall we sing together?" Po is almost one year old now, and his speech is gradually becoming more fluent, with only a few words being unclear.

Emperor Zi'an took Emperor Rongjing and Emperor Abao out of the palace.

Taking advantage of the early hour, I took my two children for a walk around the lantern festival, and then went to the Imperial College when it was almost evening.

"Greetings, Emperor!" The Master came out with a solemn look on his face.

The emperor's son An Hun, who was named, straightened up and asked, "Master... Master?"

"What time is it now? Why did you just bring the Ninth Prince here to report? You have no concept of time at all!" The teacher was angry.

Emperor Zian was dumbfounded.

Luo Zifeng, Luo Qiuyu, Lan Moxiu and others were all there. "It's over. The Seventh Prince is going to be beaten by the Master again."

"I guess the Seventh Prince must have just come out of the palace and this bad luck has struck him again."

"I always tell him to stay out of the palace less often, but he just won't listen. His physique...ah, I'm so worried about him."

The Master held the whip in his hand, and Emperor Zi'an's pupils shrank, "Master, you are not serious, are you?"

"Nonsense! If you don't punish him, he won't learn his lesson."

"Xiaojiu, sister, I have something urgent to do, so I'll leave first. I'll come back to pick you up and take you back to the palace later. No, I may not be able to finish my work later, so let Luo Zifeng take you back to the palace." Di Zi'an hurried away.

The teacher's angry voice came from behind: "Emperor Zi'an! Don't run away, come back to me!"

"Little princess, come here and let your brother hug you." Luo Zifeng was extremely happy. Di Zian finally got away quickly. Now there was no one to compete with him for Di Abao.

Di Abao was chewing a small string of candied haws in his hand, the kind with only two hawthorns on it. Being held by Luo Zifeng did not prevent Abao from eating the candied haws.

The syrup got on the little teeth and Po licked his lips happily.

"Abao, grow up quickly and go to school with your brothers. Then we can take you out to play every day." Luo Zifeng chuckled.

Luo Qiuyu on the side pouted, "Princess sister, usually the brothers don't take me to play, after you come, I will follow you and play with them."

Po was stunned. "What (⊙_⊙)?"

【Want to go to school? No no no, I don’t want to go! 】