"Chen'er, why are you here? Are you tired?" In front of all the officials, the emperor personally took out his sleeve to wipe the sweat from Ye Jingchen's forehead.
But he was wearing a dragon robe.
Upon seeing this, some people couldn't help but gasp in shock.
They knew that the emperor favored the crown prince, but they didn't know that the favoritism would be to this extent, that the emperor would use a dragon robe to wipe the crown prince's sweat!
Some officials immediately wanted to offer their advice, but remembering the fate of the old censor the day before, they reluctantly retreated.
"Your subject wanted to see Father Emperor, so I came. Your subject also brought a gift for Father Emperor—" Ye Jingchen said, presenting the flowers to the emperor like a precious treasure, and asked expectantly, "Father Emperor, do you like your subject's gift?"
The emperor possessed the wealth of the entire realm; what good things hadn't he seen? But accepting gifts from his son (not counting formalities) was a first for him.
Even an inconspicuous leaf or a dusty little pebble, he could praise it to the skies, let alone the fact that Ye Jingchen had given him was a very beautiful flower.
"This flower is very beautiful, Father Emperor likes it very much!" The Emperor accepted the flower, his face beaming with joy.
Ye Jingchen pouted and said, "What I gave to Father Emperor was not just a flower!"
The emperor became interested and carefully examined the flower in his hand. After looking at it for a long time and smelling it several times, he finally came to the conclusion that it was indeed just a peony, albeit a more precious variety of peony.
"Then tell me, Chen'er, besides being a flower, what else is it?" the emperor asked with great interest.
"What I want to give to Father Emperor is the whole of spring!" Ye Jingchen said firmly.
What does spring have to do with a flower?
The emperor expressed his doubt with his eyes.
"The flowers in the garden are blooming exceptionally beautifully, they are the very essence of spring. Your Majesty, I love them so much that I wanted to share them with you. So I picked the most beautiful flowers in the garden and gave them to you, so that when you see the flowers, it will be as if you are seeing spring itself!"
To compare a single flower to the entire spring—
Even the most eloquent concubine in the harem, skilled at flattering the emperor, could not utter such sweet words as the young crown prince.
At least at this moment, the emperor's heart felt as sweet as if he had drunk honey.
The officials who witnessed this touching scene between father and son had mixed feelings. Some were envious, some felt a pang of jealousy, some were indifferent, and some thought that the crown prince, at such a young age, was not the type to be a wise ruler.
"The morning court session is over. Why aren't you all rushing back to enjoy your family time? What are you all doing standing here?"
The emperor began to dismiss people. Although he addressed them as "my dear ministers," his gaze towards the officials showed no affection, only utter disdain.
The ministers left, each with their own thoughts. The emperor, carrying the crown prince, entered the Taiji Hall, passed through the side gate and shortcut that should have been used only by the emperor, and returned to the Chengqian Hall.
Inside the Chengqian Hall, palace servants were setting out the imperial meal. The emperor first handed a peony to Zhang Shunde, instructing him to find a beautiful container and to take good care of the flower.
He then instructed the palace maids of Chengqian Palace to prepare water, and personally washed Ye Jingchen's face and hands before leading him to the dining table.
The imperial meal had already been laid out.
"Would you like to dine with your father, Chen'er?" The emperor bent down to look at Ye Jingchen and asked with a smile.
Ye Jingchen, who originally came here just to freeload a meal, could not possibly say 'no'.
His eyes lit up as he looked at the sumptuous meal spread out on the table, nodding repeatedly.
The father and son were both very satisfied with the meal.
The emperor enjoyed the harmonious atmosphere of father-son bonding, while Ye Jingchen found his taste buds thoroughly satisfied.
He patted his bulging belly, sincerely grateful that he had transmigrated to a fictional dynasty without so many rules.
If I were to transmigrate as a prince of the Qing Dynasty—
They can't even get enough to eat, let alone enjoy delicious food. They might even face homelessness when they grow up. It's terrifying to think about.
Therefore—
His adoptive father is really great!
"Father, you are so kind!" Ye Jingchen exclaimed sincerely.
While still pondering what reward Ye Jingchen should give to match the gift Ye Jingchen had given him, the emperor heard Ye Jingchen's sincere sigh again. The emperor's heart, which had already softened, was moved beyond measure, and he wished he could give him his entire private treasury.
However, the emperor reconsidered. Ye Jingchen was his successor, and his private treasury would belong to Ye Jingchen after a hundred years. Sending the rare treasures from the private treasury would not show his sincerity at all.
"Chen'er, I am very happy that you have given your father such a precious gift. Do you have any wishes? Your father can grant them for you." The emperor's usually cold face was all smiles, and his voice was so gentle that it was as if he were possessed by something strange.
It is said that the emperor's word is law. When such a statement was made, Ye Jingchen, an outsider who did not have a deep understanding of the "supreme power of the emperor," was not particularly surprised. However, the palace servants in Chengqian Hall and the East Palace were secretly alarmed.
At this moment, if His Highness the Crown Prince said he wanted the stars in the sky, the Emperor would probably try to pluck them for him.
If I had to say what my wish was—
In his previous life, Ye Jingchen most wanted to be a wealthy and leisurely person. As for wealth, he automatically possessed it the moment he transmigrated into the book and became Ye Jingchen. As for being a leisurely person—
This depends on the emperor. The longer the emperor lives and the better he governs the country, the more leisurely the crown prince can be.
"Your Majesty's only wish is that Your Majesty enjoys good health and lives a long life—"
“Oh dear—Your Highness, His Majesty is the Son of Heaven, the Emperor, how can he live to be a hundred? It’s bad luck!” Zhang Shunde, who was attending to Ye Jingchen, quickly interrupted him before he could finish speaking.
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