He Xiaobao, who is not yet two years old, tries to protect his best friend.
He actually dared to challenge a child who was half his age.
That image of him raising his chubby little fists and shouting, "A real man fights!"
It has a very imposing presence.
Even the eldest princess, who usually dotes on this great-grandson the most, looked at the chubby baby who was already sleeping in his father's arms when General He apologized.
They couldn't help but praise, "This is how a true man of Dafeng should be."
He looked at He Fengling and said, "You taught very well."
He Fengling replied neither humbly nor arrogantly, "Thank you for the praise, Princess. For my Great Feng, this is only right."
The princess laughed heartily and said "good" several times.
Upon returning home, they gave He Xiaobao many nice gifts.
When Wan Xiuyuan was pulled home by his great-grandfather, he was still reluctant to leave.
He looked at He Fengling expectantly: "Uncle Fengling, can I come and play with Xiaobao again?"
He Fengling nodded: "Sure, you're welcome to come visit anytime."
The little guy immediately exclaimed happily, "Yay!"
But seeing her sleeping little brother, she quickly covered her mouth, as if she didn't want to wake him up.
When leaving, he bowed very politely to He Fengling to say goodbye.
He Xiaobao, on the other hand, became famous overnight.
Even the next day, after finishing the morning court session, Feng Yuheng looked at the chubby boy who had come with his father.
She pulled him into her arms, looking at the little dumpling with a smile: "I heard Xiao Bao got into a fight yesterday."
He Xiaobao perked up immediately when the topic of yesterday's events came up.
He raised his chubby little fist once more, his voice booming: "Fight!"
Having never fought with kids his own age before, he clearly enjoyed it.
Looking at his adorable appearance, Feng Yuheng couldn't help but laugh heartily: "Then it seems we won."
Unexpectedly, the chubby boy waved his chubby little fist and replied, "It has to be silver."
The men of the He family have a competitive spirit ingrained in their very bones.
This made Feng Yuheng burst into laughter once again.
He said to He Fengling, who was sitting in a wheelchair, "As expected of someone from your He family, you look exactly like you when you were a child."
He Fengling's eyes were full of smiles, and his tone was also smug: "Of course."
The two looked at each other, probably thinking of their childhood, and burst into laughter again.
The palace servants standing there were shocked, yet also filled with curiosity.
After all, every time this Deputy General He came, he could make His Majesty laugh heartily.
Once inside the Imperial Study...
Feng Yuheng was still holding the chubby baby when Fu Xing brought over some snacks and fruits suitable for children, including winter melon, lychee and grapes.
Looking at the red-fleshed melon, he said, "You like to eat melons, right? This was a tribute yesterday. Try it."
He Fengling has indeed liked eating cold melon since he was a child.
He smiled and said, "Every year in the border town, I look forward to Your Majesty sending me winter melons in the summer."
When he was the crown prince, Feng Yuheng was somewhat restrained to avoid arousing suspicion.
However, since ascending the throne, especially after consolidating his power, his favoritism towards the He family has become obvious.
Every year when the cold melons were offered as tribute, he would first have a cartload of cold melons sent to the border town.
At first, the ministers had some complaints.
But the emperor simply said, "Friendship is based on mutual understanding; blood ties are not necessarily essential."
It means that the friendship between him and He Fengling when they were young was so deep that it was his brothers who plotted against him one by one, making him miss that friendship very much.
Moreover, the He family protects the entire Dafeng. With the He family guarding there, everyone can rest easy.
Therefore, it's understandable that Feng Yuheng favors her. If the He family didn't only have two sons and no daughters, they would really think that His Majesty likes the He family's daughters.
Looking at the chilled melon that exuded a slight coldness, He Fengling smiled and said, "Thank you, Your Majesty."
Fatty had been eyeing the cold melon for a while, clearly wanting to eat it.
But instead of rushing to take it, he waited until Feng Yuheng brought a piece to him before hugging it with his two chubby paws and first grinning, saying, "Thank you~~~"
It then took small bites, like a chubby baby animal, which made people's hearts melt.
Even Feng Yuheng remarked with delight, "No wonder the Imperial Aunt praised this little fellow yesterday."
While eating a cold melon, He Fengling said shamelessly, "It's mainly because it looks like me."
Feng Yuheng sneered mercilessly, "He Qichen, where's your face?"
After finishing the cold melon, He Fengling wrapped up the lychee and casually handed it to Feng Yuheng, smiling as he accepted it, saying, "When you're with His Majesty, you don't need to worry about saving face."
Feng Yuheng looked at him, his face shameless yet resembling the way he used to coax him when they were young.
Although he didn't say it, he took the lychee flesh with his mouth and said, "It's very sweet."
He Fengling peeled another one, looked at his eager son, and handed him one.
As the three ate fruit, Feng Yuheng asked, "Do you know anything about Kan Jin's matter?"
He Fengling, who was drinking tea, nodded. Although he was in the capital, he learned about the border town's information for the first time.
He said, "Your Majesty need not worry. Jianxing and I made arrangements for this three years ago. Now we are just waiting for news from them."
Feng Yuheng nodded: "I know, I naturally trust you brothers to do things."
Seeing that the chubby boy had almost finished the lychee in his hand, his big, bright eyes were already looking over. She immediately wanted to peel another one for him, but He Fengling stopped her: "Your Majesty, he can't eat anymore, or his stomach will hurt."
The chubby boy pouted, looking aggrieved. His entire chubby body seemed to wilt at a visible speed, making him look quite pitiful.
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