Unable to bear such a terrifying existence any longer, Wang Fu touched the red swelling on his forehead from the bee stings and, for the sake of both their physical and mental well-being, decided that he must send the young prince to the Gu family to stay for a while the next morning.
That night, Shen Muyan, carrying the tiger-shaped pillow that Xi'an had sewn for him, came to Haoyue Palace with a series of thrusts.
"Father! Father! Look at me!"
"Hmm, where are you?" Ji Yan put down what she was doing, looked around, but couldn't see anyone. Her gaze finally landed on the roof beam.
"Here! Here! Yan Yan is here!"
Ji Yan slowly got up and bent down slightly before finally noticing the short, stinky boy standing in front of the desk.
She said with disdain, "What's wrong, Shen Muyan? You've been gone for a few hours, and you're still so short."
Shen Muyan scratched his head, then opened his mouth in surprise and said, "It hasn't grown at all? Father, is it because we planted it too early?"
Ji Yan coaxed, "Maybe, let's go again tomorrow!"
Shen Muyan's round eyes sparkled as he nodded and said, "Let's go again! Father, please water them more!"
Ji Yan smiled and said, "Okay, I'll listen to you. How about we sprinkle some fertilizer? It'll grow faster with fertilizer!"
Shen Muyan didn't quite understand the meaning of fertilizer, but when he heard that it would make him grow faster, he got excited, stomped his feet, and grinned, revealing his chubby double chin: "I want it! I want it! I want it all!"
“Buying fertilizer will cost a lot of money. Give me your New Year’s money. Since you’re my son, I won’t charge you a delivery fee. I’ll buy it for you for free.” Ji Yan spread his hands, looking like the best father in the world.
Shen Muyan immediately pulled out a wad of bills from the small pillow.
Ji Yan counted them and was extremely satisfied.
Shen Muyan was extremely satisfied.
I'm so happy! He'll grow taller tomorrow!
Shen Muyan came to stay with his father, the emperor, to sleep. Before his mother came home, she would tell him bedtime stories every night. But Ji Yan didn't know how to tell stories; all he knew how to do was kill people.
After thinking it over, he asked the little rascal curled up in bed, "What kind of stories do you usually listen to?"
Shen Muyan said, "Calabash Brothers, save Grandpa!"
Ji Yan then asked, "Okay, how did the Calabash Brothers save Grandpa?"
"A long, long time ago, there was an old man..."
Although Shen Muyan was young, he was eloquent and had an excellent memory. He could vividly retell any story his mother had told him. So, after finishing one story, he discovered—
Is Father asleep?
Father is asleep!
A hint of fear flashed in Shen Muyan's clear eyes.
Weak, pitiful, and helpless.
Wang Fu was awakened by a series of pitiful knocks on the door.
Upon opening the door, Shen Muyan's little mouth trembled, her eyes were blurry with tears, and she cried out in a childish voice, "Waaah... Eunuch Wang, Father Emperor is asleep, but Yan Yan is not asleep yet, what should Yan Yan do! Waaah... What should Yan Yan do!"
Wang Fu immediately pulled out the precautions: the fourth one, which forcibly forbids Ji Yan from coaxing his son into telling bedtime stories!
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Article 5: Ji Yan is strictly prohibited from dressing his son in a skirt!
Article 6: It is strictly forbidden for Ji Yan to trick his son out of the New Year's money he hid in his pillow!
Article 7, is it a mandatory prohibition that Ji Yan kicks his son like a ball?
Wang Fu looked at the innocent and naive young prince with pity, unaware of the dangers of the world, and remained silent for a long time: "..."
**
Shen Muyan grew up slowly under his father's unique, meticulous care and tender love.
When he was eight years old, he finally had a younger sister—Ji Lejiao.
Following Ji Yan's reading of "How to Be a Good Husband and a Good Father", Shen Muyan also immediately began studying "How to Be a Good Brother".
Thinking of his own miserable childhood filled with tears, he was determined not to let his younger sister repeat the same painful path he had taken.
Gradually, Shen Muyan suddenly realized that the one he couldn't bear to look back on wasn't his sister, but him!
Palace maid: The little princess wet the bed!
Tyrant: Step aside, let me have it!
Palace maid: The little princess is hungry!
Tyrant: Step aside, let me have it!
Palace attendant: The little princess is crying!
Tyrant: Step aside, let me have it!
Time flies, and it's that time of year again when Shen Jiao has to leave the capital. Ji Lejiao is already three years old, and she hugs her mother, Da Ma, and cries her heart out.
Shen Muyan was worried that his heartless father would treat his younger sister like a chicken, but then Ji Yan waved his hand and a guard brought over several boxes of lustrous pearls and gems.
Ji Lejiao immediately stopped crying. She loved the sparkly, glittering things so much.
She waved her chubby little hand and said happily, "Bye-bye, Mother!"
Shen Jiao: "..."
Shen Muyan: "..."
Ji Lejiao and Shen Jiao look quite alike, like miniature versions of each other. Every time Ji Yan takes her daughter out, she gets the feeling of being part of Jiaojiao's childhood.
He was in a very good mood.
Whenever I'm in a good mood, I want to take my daughter fishing.
Ji Lejiao pointed to the lake not far away: "Father! Let's fish! Let's catch big fish! Let's eat our fill~"
Ji Yan said softly, "Big fish bite your feet, Lele, be good, Father will take you fishing for small fish."
Shen Muyan: "???"
Let's be reasonable. That's not what you said back then, sir.
Ji Lejiao nodded as if she understood, blinked, and asked with great concern, "But Father, will there not be enough fish for Lele to eat?"
Ji Yan: "..."
Ji Lejiao's favorite dish is fried chicken legs, but Aunt Xi'an says she's too young and can only enjoy them occasionally. She'll only be able to have fried chicken legs freely when she grows up.
So, every day the little princess would hug Ji Yan's leg, twist and turn, cup her face in her hands, beg and plead, and pray to grow taller quickly.
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