Chapter 440 Request
Huo Yun quickly moved the two dishes far away, while repeatedly calling to the palace servants waiting nearby.
"Quickly, quickly, remove all of these and clean it up!"
He patted his chest and said to Jiang Huan with lingering fear, "Trusting the Imperial Uncle is definitely the right thing to do. Huo Lin is a master at fighting and governing, but his skills in the kitchen... tsk tsk, it's really hard to describe."
Looking at Huo Yunxing's exaggerated post-traumatic appearance, and then at Huo Lin's handsome face that was so dark it looked like ink was about to drip out, Jiang Huan finally couldn't help but laugh so hard that she was shaking all over and tears streamed down her face.
"Hahaha... Your Majesty, Your Majesty... You... You're exaggerating too much... Hahaha..."
Oh no, Huo Lin's face darkened even more, and his eyes were practically freezing cold.
However, judging from the Prince of Xiaoyao's reaction, Huo Lin's cooking might really not be very good.
Huo Lin looked at Jiang Huan, who was laughing so hard she was shaking, and then glared at Huo Yunxing, who was desperately trying to sabotage him. A vein throbbed on his forehead.
He took a deep breath and forcibly suppressed the urge to throw Huo Yunxing out.
[My dignity... has been tarnished today by this matter of cooking.]
[Enough. No one is perfect. I don't need to be an expert in this field.]
However, I'll have to try it myself next time...
Huo Yunxing was adept at reading people's expressions and knew when to stop. Seeing Huo Lin's unfriendly expression, he immediately chuckled and naturally changed the subject.
His gaze darted around and landed on the two little ones in the hall, his eyes lighting up instantly.
"Oh my, must this be the little prince and princess? Let your royal uncle take a look."
He instantly forgot about the food crisis he had just faced, his eyes lit up, and he moved closer to the crib, rubbing his hands together with a broad smile on his face.
Huo Chen and Huo Yue had just finished eating and were in high spirits. Their big, dark eyes darted around curiously, and their little mouths moved unconsciously.
Huo Yue was especially lively, her little hands and feet constantly moving around.
Huo Yunxing's heart melted at the sight, and he couldn't help but reach out and touch Huo Yue's little face.
"Oh, this little girl is so energetic! Look at how clever she is, just like her mother!"
He then looked at Huo Chen, "This kid is really quiet; he seems like a steady person in the future."
He liked her more and more as he looked at her, and couldn't help but say to the wet nurse, "Come here, let me hold you, just for a moment!"
The wet nurse hesitated and looked at Huo Lin. Before Huo Lin could speak, Huo Yunxing had already taken Huo Yue from the wet nurse's arms.
His movements were slightly clumsy but extremely gentle, and he muttered to himself, "Oh, little Yue'er, so light, like a cloud."
However, he had barely held her for the time it takes to drink half a cup of tea, and before he could develop any feelings for Huo Yue, Huo Lin's voice rang out.
"Uncle, have you finished drafting the proposal I asked you to prepare? I haven't seen the memorial from the Ministry of Rites inquiring about the details of the wedding ceremony yet."
Huo Yunxing was holding his soft, fragrant little grandniece, feeling quite pleased with himself, when he heard this, his body stiffened, and the smile on his face instantly vanished.
He turned back with a mournful expression to his spoilsport nephew: "Look, I just got back and haven't even caught my breath yet. Besides, holding the baby won't take much longer..."
Huo Lin didn't speak, just stared at him expressionlessly.
[You haven't even finished writing your proposal, and you think you can just leisurely play with the kids here? Dream on!]
If we don't urge him to work, he could laze around in Weiyang Palace all day.
Huo Yunxing felt a chill run down his spine from his gaze. Knowing his nephew's temperament well, he knew there was no room for negotiation on this matter.
He reluctantly returned Huo Yue to the wet nurse, and before leaving, he secretly squeezed the little one's hand, which elicited a soft "ee-ee" from Huo Yue.
"Sigh, what a miserable life." Huo Yunxing looked back every few steps as he walked out, muttering to himself, "All he does is order me around, he won't even let me hold the baby for long."
Huo Lin ignored him and watched the figure disappear outside the hall, feeling much more at peace.
Meanwhile, at the Jiang residence.
As Madam Jiang was doing her needlework, she couldn't help but sigh to Master Jiang, who was sitting beside her reading a book: "It's been so long, I wonder how well Huan'er is recovering. And there are still two children, I'm always worried about them."
Master Jiang raised his head, his brows furrowing slightly: "The palace has strict rules. Huan'er needs to rest after giving birth. How can we just see her whenever we want? We have to wait for a summons from the palace."
“Rules are rigid, but people are flexible,” Madam Jiang said, putting down her needlework with a worried tone.
"Huan'er's delivery this time was dangerous, and she was premature. My heart has been in my throat the whole time. Can't you think of a way? Go and ask the Emperor for an audience, and try to find out what he thinks."
Master Jiang looked troubled, his beard trembling: "This... His Majesty is busy with countless affairs of state, how could he concern himself with such family matters? Besides, His Majesty's will is unpredictable, I..."
He genuinely loved his daughter, but he was also genuinely afraid of his son-in-law, the emperor.
Every time he met the emperor, he would get so nervous that his palms would sweat and he would stammer.
Looking at his cowardly appearance, Madam Jiang shook her head helplessly: "Look at your pathetic self. He's your son-in-law. Besides, you've seen how the Emperor treats our Huan'er. Now that a prince and princess have been added, this is a joyous occasion. As grandparents, it's only natural for us to want to see our daughter and grandson. Go and say hello. Whether it works out or not, you have to try."
Under his wife's repeated urging, Mr. Jiang struggled internally for a long time, but in the end, his concern for his daughter and grandson prevailed.
The following day, in the Golden Palace, all the officials shouted "Long live the Emperor!" and presented their reports in turn.
Standing in the queue, Master Jiang lowered his head and looked meek, but his heart was pounding with anxiety.
He secretly glanced at the emperor's son-in-law, who sat expressionless and exuded natural authority on the throne, and felt even more pressure, his back breaking out in a thin layer of sweat.
Maybe we should just forget about it? What if we anger the Emperor...?
But Huan'er and the children are indeed people I worry about. Besides, if I don't ask, I won't be able to explain it to my wife when I get back.
Or should I just ask a question? If the Emperor doesn't agree, he will immediately apologize.
The morning court session ended amidst Master Jiang's internal struggle and immense anguish.
The officials bowed and filed out.
Master Jiang lingered at the very back, and seeing that all his colleagues had left, he took a deep breath, steeled his resolve, strode to the foot of the steps, and knelt down with a thud.
"Your Majesty, I pay my respects! Long live the Emperor!"
Huo Lin was about to get up and leave when he saw this, so he paused and sat back down on the dragon throne.
"What brings you here, Minister Jiang?"
Master Jiang lowered his head even further: "Your Majesty, I have heard that the Imperial Noble Consort's health is gradually improving, and the princes and princesses are also well. My wife and I are very worried about her. I wonder... I wonder if Your Majesty could grant us permission to enter the palace to visit the Imperial Noble Consort and the young prince and princess for a moment?"
After he finished speaking, he kowtowed heavily, lay prostrate on the ground, dared not raise his head, his heart pounding, awaiting the emperor's judgment.
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