[It's hidden using an illusion; just slice open the red wall on the left.]
It's a pity I can't speak, otherwise I would have told you.
Ying Zheng's lips curled up in a smile.
Just because you can't speak doesn't mean your father can't hear you, Yu'er.
Why is Father's mouth twitching again? Is he really not sick?
Ying Zheng ignored the man and looked at Wang Jian, "Come with me to the alchemy room!"
Although Wang Jian looked puzzled, he could only cup his hands and say, "Yes!"
Just as I was about to leave, I felt something tug at the hem of my clothes.
Ying Zheng looked down and saw the little guy struggling to pull on the hem of his clothes with his tiny hands, blinking his big eyes as he looked at him.
【Gift.】
Ying Zheng: ...
Didn't we already give it to you?
Seeing that Ying Zheng did not react, the little guy's eyes flickered slightly.
[No way, no way, surely no emperor would visit his son a second time and not even bother to bring a gift?]
Ying Zheng: ...
Is there such a rule?
No gift?
Sigh, I really am a child no one cares about.
[When I grow up...]
Ying Zheng: ...
"Zhao Gao!" he called out. Zhao Gao immediately stepped forward, cupped his hands, and said, "Your humble servant is here!"
"Bring me the jade pendant I prepared for Yu'er! It's the one I particularly liked before!"
Having learned from his previous experience, Zhao Gao was now quite adept at it, "Yes, sir!"
Soon, Zhao Gao presented a jade pendant, its color crystal clear, clearly a top-quality piece.
Ying Zheng placed the jade pendant next to the little one, saying, "This is a gift for you, Jade."
The little guy glanced at it, but didn't seem very happy.
[Not gold?]
"Fine, I'll just have to make do."
[Who told you to be my dad?]
Ying Zheng: ...
You even picked one?
This is worth much more than gold, okay?
"Alright, Dad's leaving now."
Ying Zheng turned to leave, only to find the little guy grabbing him again.
Turning around, the little guy kept pointing at the longevity lock next to him.
Take it with you.
Ying Zheng looked puzzled. "Give it to me?"
The little guy nodded hard, but his neck hadn't fully developed yet, so all you could see was his little head shaking.
"Then thank you very much, Yu'er."
Ying Ziyu must have had his reasons for doing so, so Ying Zheng put the golden lock away.
The little guy watched helplessly as the gold lock was taken away, tears welling up in his eyes.
I only have this one piece of gold, remember to return it to me!
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