"Mother, mother." He Xiaoyi ran over with tears in his eyes and grabbed Xie Qingyao's hand, "Wuwuwu."
After a moment, he noticed He Zheng who was handling official business, and called out "Father" in a low voice, then turned to Xie Qingyao and continued to drop gold beans.
"Woo woo woo."
Xie Qingyao felt the back of her hand was wet, and asked with a puzzled look: "Yier, what happened?"
Why does it feel like the sky is falling?
He Xiaoyi's eyes were red, and he pursed his lips and said, "Mother, what should I do if my archery is not as good as my sister's?"
"My sister is good at everything. Grandpa often praises her for her good handwriting and calm temperament. Even archery...my sister is better than me."
Is this what turned him into a little crybaby?
Xie Qingyao couldn't help laughing, so she hugged him and touched his little head.
"Archery isn't easy. You're still young, so it's normal that you're not proficient in it. Just practice slowly in the future. Besides, why do you have to compete with Yue'er?"
He Xiaoyi raised his head and said seriously, "Mother, I am already seven years old. I am not a child anymore."
Xie Qingyao: "..."
He Xiaoyi: "Sister will be the empress in the future. I have already made a promise with you that I will protect your kingdom from now on."
"What if I can't even match my elder sister's archery skills and can't defend my kingdom in the future? What if my elder sister doesn't allow me to be her general?"
"Do it, don't go back on your word, woooooo..."
Xie Qingyao picked up a handkerchief and wiped his wet face dry. She said with a smile, "Can't you run? You run pretty fast, faster than Yue'er. You're pretty impressive."
"You're quite strong."
He Xiaoyi hugged her arm and said, "That's because I eat half a bowl more than my elder sister."
Xie Qingyao choked.
really.
Yier followed her in this respect. When he was happy, he would eat half a bowl of rice more. When he was unhappy, he would also eat half a bowl of rice more. In short, he just ate dry rice.
Xie Qingyao patiently taught: "Yier, everyone's growth is different, some are fast and some are slow. Maybe you are a little behind now, but you will catch up at some stage in the future. It's hard to say for sure, it depends on your luck."
"Everyone has their own strengths. You're weak in archery, but strong in physical agility. That's your advantage."
He Xiaoyi's eyes sparkled as he listened to his mother's words.
"Yes!" He nodded heavily, "Mother, I understand."
The child's emotions come and go quickly, and the sadness on his delicate face disappeared in an instant.
He smiled sweetly, blinking his eyes and asked, "Mother, Father seems to be omnipotent. Is there anything that Father cannot do?"
Hearing this, Xie Qingyao turned her gaze and looked at the tall figure in front of the desk not far away.
Coincidentally, He Zheng seemed to have sensed something, put down the red pen, and looked at her with his eyes slightly raised.
The four of them looked into each other's eyes.
Xie Qingyao chuckled, and her lazy voice slowly sounded, "Then you have to ask your father."
He Zheng raised the corner of his eyes slightly, stood up and walked over, took He Xiaoyi's hand and took him outside.
Xie Qingyao blinked lightly: "..."
What's the meaning?
What secrets were the father and son talking about that she couldn't hear?
After a while, He Xiaoyi's face was full of joy, as if he had suddenly realized something.
"Father, Yi'er understands."
He ran away happily.
Xie Qingyao couldn't help but ask, "What did you say to Yi'er?"
He Zheng rubbed the ring on his finger, his eyes deep: "Nothing."
Xie Qingyao smacked her lips: “…”Okay.
If I don't tell her, I'll start having little secrets.
but--
Even if He Zheng didn't say it, she had a way to find out from Yier.
Xie Qingyao suppressed her curiosity for the time being and waited for He Zheng to discuss matters with the ministers before leisurely going to find Yier Yueer.
She was preparing to tempt him with delicious food.
Little did she know that before she could use her trump card, Yue'er said, "Is there such a thing? Tell me quickly, brother," and Yi'er confessed everything, not hiding anything from his dear father.
Seeing that his mother and sister were looking at him, He Xiaoyi immediately spoke in a loud voice: "Father said that he is not omnipotent."
"My father was completely clueless about love. He was in a state of confusion and indifference for over twenty years. It wasn't until he met my mother that he finally understood what love was and how to love someone."
"Father said that some things will be understood when the opportunity arises. There is no need to hesitate or force it."
"Mother, what is love?" He Xiaoyi asked while rubbing his little hands.
"Hmm."
He Xinyue covered his mouth with her hand and took him out, "Brother, you'll understand when you grow up."
He Xiaoyi's eyes were filled with admiration: "Sister, do you understand?"
He Xinyue shook her head honestly, "I don't understand."
He Xiaoyi: “…”
"That's it? Are you too embarrassed to let me hear it?" Xie Qingyao had a fox-like smile on her face, "I insist that you tell me in person."
She took out the whistle from her embroidery bag and blew it.
In a moment, a huge shadow fell from the sky.
A fat and big eagle with shiny golden feathers appeared in front of Xie Qingyao.
The palace servants nearby had indifferent expressions and continued with their work, as they were no longer surprised.
They all knew that this was the Queen's pet, named "Dajin".
It is said that this was the prey hunted by the Empress during the autumn hunt eight or nine years ago.
The Queen Mother sometimes asks Da Jin to convey messages to His Majesty.
Yes, even in the palace, the two of them communicated through an eagle, which was unprecedented in the imperial city, but His Majesty had always indulged the Queen.
On the other side, in the meeting room, the atmosphere was depressing.
Several ministers straightened their backs, swallowed nervously, and their breathing began to become rapid.
Your Majesty knows how to use people and manage them well. He is willing to give them opportunities, but he also has high expectations. If your subjects want to get by by relying on their qualifications, that is impossible.
In short, the pressure is huge.
He Zheng's expression was indifferent, and he said in a deep voice, "Do you have any objections?"
The minister lowered his head and replied timidly, "No, no."
Just then, with a roar, a golden eagle rushed in.
He Zheng's indifferent expression relaxed slightly.
Xi Feng took down the letter tube and presented it to He Zheng, "Your Majesty, this is a message from the Empress."
He Zheng opened the mailbox, took out the note inside, and looked down at the words on it.
His usually indifferent expression suddenly showed a crack.
"Yaoyao, what should I do with you?" He murmured, his tone both helpless and doting.
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