The three little ones came to the Imperial Observatory.

She was distributing the gold among them in the house.

Big Tiger likes small gold bars, Second Tiger likes gold ingots, and Little Tiger likes small gold leaves.

Xiaohu hugged his little golden leaves and said, "Like boats, I'm going to put them in the water!"

"It will sink." said Da Hu.

Little Tiger shook his head: "My boat won't cost a thing!"

Then he went outside to launch the boat into the puddle.

As expected, everything sank.

Little Tiger cried loudly!

Wei Liulang walked over, squatted down, hesitated for a moment, touched his throat, and was not sure whether to speak to him in such a terrible voice.

But Xiaohu cried so hard that he shuddered and even had the hiccups.

He spoke in a hoarse voice: "Xiao Hu, what's wrong?"

Xiaohu said aggrievedly: "My boat... my boat sank... woooo——"

"Axe! Axe! Weird axe!"

Seeing that the child was not frightened by his voice, he felt relieved and asked in confusion, "Why? Blame the tiger?"

Xiaohu complained: "It was the Axe that sank my boat—"

Da Hu is really miserable.

Wei Liulang went to pick a large leaf, put Xiaohu's "fleet" on the leaf, and then gently threw it into the water: "Look, this way it won't sink, right?"

Xiaohu's crying stopped abruptly. He opened his black eyes wide with tears in them. He looked so cute: "Yeah, really!"

"Where do you want to go?"

"This way."

Wei Liulang mobilized his inner strength, allowing the large leaves to carry his small golden fleet forward.

Wherever he pointed, Wei Liulang went, and Xiaohu screamed with excitement.

Erhu was attracted by his shouting and ran over: "Can I let my Jin Yuanbao go up too?"

This is not a problem if you have inner strength.

The two little tigers started playing happily, and their laughter echoed throughout the Imperial Observatory.

Da Hu stood behind the pillar, staring blankly at Wei Liulang and his two younger brothers. He lifted his little feet up, then put them back, but finally did not go over.

When Wei Liulang found him, he was sitting alone on the threshold of the backyard.

Although the rain had stopped, the ground was still wet, making his little figure look particularly lonely and desolate.

Wei Liulang felt a bitter taste in his stomach.

He walked over and whispered, "Da Hu."

He could tell the three little ones apart clearly, without having to count their hair whorls.

Da Hu's little body paused and he said nothing.

"Can I, sit down?" he asked.

Da Hu moved to the side.

Wei Liulang sat down next to Dahu.

He touched the mask on his face and asked, "Da Hu, are you unhappy? Why don't you come over and play with your brothers?"

Da Hu was holding something in his hand and his little head was drooping.

Wei Liulang looked at him, wanting to ask him if he didn't like him, when he heard Dahu say aggrievedly: "You don't like me, you only like Xiaohu and Erhu."

Wei Liulang was stunned.

Where did you come from?

Da Hu said, "You sleep with Xiao Hu and play with Er Hu. I go looking for you but I can't find you every time."

Wei Liulang didn't know that he had hurt the child's heart unintentionally. He felt guilty: "I'm sorry, Da Hu, I didn't mean it. I will..."

What's next? Is there any future for a disfigured man like him?

He doesn't even dare to face himself, so how can he let his children and family face him?

Da Hu looked at him eagerly, as if waiting for him to finish the rest of his words.

His throat ached and his voice was dry: "If you can't find me, just call out. I'll hear you and come over."

Da Hu asked, "Will you always hear it? Will you always be there?"

The child's clean and pure eyes were filled with endless expectations, as if just saying no would break his young heart.

He took a deep breath and said slowly: "Sometimes, I go out to do my own things."

Wei Liulang did not answer, but asked Da Hu: "If I don't come back, will Da Hu be sad?"

Da Hu thought about it and nodded honestly.

Wei Liulang picked up Dahu and let the little guy sit on his lap.

Da Hu suddenly became very shy.

Uncle’s embrace is as warm as daddy’s.

Wei Liulang held the little guy in his arms, and his broken heart was filled bit by bit. The days and nights surrounded by piles of dead bodies, the death of his grandfather, the death of his brothers... all of them tortured him.

At this moment, he got a moment of peace.

"Uncle, why is your hand gone?" Da Hu touched his empty right sleeve. He didn't react last time, but this time he was sure.

Wei Liulang felt a panic in his heart.

I was afraid of scaring the children and I was also afraid of not knowing how to explain it.

"Will it come back?" Da Hu didn't seem to be obsessed with the reason why his hand disappeared, nor did he feel scared.

"I can't come back." Wei Liulang said in a low voice.

"Then are you very sad?" Da Hu looked up at him and touched his mask with his little hand, "Don't be sad, whatever you want, Da Hu will get it for you, Da Hu can be your hand."

With tears welling up in his eyes, Wei Liulang hugged Dahu tightly.

…

The palace is in chaos tonight for no other reason than that His Majesty has fallen ill again.

It has only been a month since he was poisoned last time, which makes people worry about His Majesty's health.

After the empress arrived, she ordered people to send Emperor Jingxuan back to his bedroom and summoned the imperial physician.

The ones who came over were Imperial Physician Zhu and Imperial Physician Li.

After the two men felt Emperor Jingxuan's pulse, they said that His Majesty had worked too hard all night and was too angry to handle the situation, which caused him to vomit blood and faint.

"Is it serious?" Empress Xian asked with sobs.

If it's serious, her son is doomed.

I heard that it was her son who made His Majesty angry.

If His Majesty passes away, her son will never be able to ascend the throne.

"This..." The two imperial doctors hesitated to speak.

The Queen said, "Doctor Zhu, Doctor Li, you can talk as you please."

Doctor Li lowered his head.

Doctor Zhu sighed, "Let me tell you, your Majesty's condition is not optimistic. Although your life is not in danger this time, if it continues like this, there will be disaster."

"It's not just that." Doctor Li said unconfidently.

The Queen said: "Your Majesty is in the prime of life..."

Doctor Zhu said: "It is precisely because I am in my prime that I was able to get through this ordeal. If it happens again, I'm afraid I'll have a stroke."

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone turned pale.

A stroke in a person in his forties, is it too...

Everyone was muttering in their hearts, but did not dare to show it on their faces.

Empress Xian almost forgot to cry.

Yongshou Palace also received the news.

The Queen Mother sighed helplessly: "Everyone wants to be the emperor, but they don't know that it is not so pleasant to sit on this throne."

The previous emperor served as regent for many years and died two years after becoming emperor.

Although Bai Xihe's husband, Emperor Jingyan, had been weak since childhood, he could have survived for another ten or eight years if he had not been the emperor.

The Queen Mother asked, "The Third Prince is still kneeling?"

Eunuch Cheng said, "I was kneeling. It just rained heavily. My knees were broken and blood was flowing all the way."

The rumor in the palace is that it was the Third Prince who made His Majesty sick.

At this moment, no one dared to plead for the Third Prince. Even Empress Xian did not dare to say a word.

The Queen Mother waved her hand and said wearily, "Go and get him up."

Eunuch Cheng reminded quietly: "But it was His Majesty who asked the Third Prince to kneel..."

The Queen Mother said sternly, "I said, let him get up!"

It’s the last day for doubling your monthly bonus, so everyone check your pockets and cast your monthly tickets if you have any.

(End of this chapter)