Chapter 428 Zhao Zhao's Complaints
After the court session, two figures, one large and one small, wearing robes of the same dark color but with different patterns, stepped into the Pineapple Palace shrouded in warm sunlight.
Wen Li'er had been waiting for a long time.
When he saw his son walking in wearing the black four-clawed python robe that symbolized supreme honor and responsibility.
As a mother, my heart was instantly filled with indescribable pride, but was then overwhelmed by deeper heartache.
The luxurious robe seemed a bit heavy on the seven-year-old child.
She suppressed the bitterness in her eyes and gave Tiantian an extremely gentle and encouraging smile.
Tiantian's little face, which had been tense all morning, finally relaxed a little imperceptibly the moment he saw his mother's smile.
A hint of attachment and admiration flashed deep in his eyes. The moment he approached his mother, he quietly reached out and grasped his mother's warm and soft palm.
Wen Li'er wrapped her son's slightly cool little hand tightly in her warm palm, her voice as gentle as the warm spring breeze.
"We are doing great today. Your mother is proud of you."
Every time he received praise from his mother, the corners of his mouth would curve slightly.
Yan Shixu, who was standing by, saw that Wen Li'er's eyes were full of her son, and she didn't even glance at him after she entered the room.
He couldn't help but snort, expressing his dissatisfaction.
When Wen Li'er heard the sound, she immediately glared at him fiercely, her eyes saying "stop making trouble".
Then he softened his voice and said:
"Your Majesty worked hard reviewing memorials last night and got up so early, you must be tired. Would you mind coming in and resting for a while? I want to talk to Tiantian alone for a while."
Yan Shixu felt even more upset by his wife's different treatment, but he could do nothing about it.
With a bit of obvious "grievance", Wen Li'er half-pushed and half-persuaded her to enter the warm room in the inner palace.
Wen Li'er took her son's hand and walked to the soft couch by the window and sat down.
The afternoon sun shines through the carved window lattices, bringing warm feeling.
She looked at her son's still slightly nervous face and asked softly:
"Tiantian, are you nervous about being given this important task today?"
Yan Xingtian straightened his back and shook his head: "Mother, I'm not nervous."
Wen Li'er patted his back tenderly:
"Good child. Your mother knows that Tiantian is the most sensible and steady. But you must remember that you are still young, and the major affairs of family, country and the world will be managed by your father and the entire court. The most important thing for you right now is to study hard with the Grand Tutor to gain knowledge, practice martial arts to strengthen your body, and don't put too much pressure on yourself. Remember?"
Yan Xingtian felt the deep concern in his mother's words and nodded obediently:
"I will remember this, thank you for your teachings, Mother."
The mother and son talked for a long time.
At this moment, a burst of chirping and laughter of children, like birds returning to their nests, came from outside the hall from far away.
"Mother! Mother! We're back from school—!"
Zhao Zhao rushed in first, her little face as red as a ripe apple, with a thin layer of sweat on her forehead from running, and the pearl flowers on her head were a little crooked.
Following closely behind was Miaomiao, who rushed in holding Mumu's hand.
As soon as the three children stepped over the threshold, their eyes were immediately attracted by Tiantian, who was sitting next to his mother and wearing a gorgeous and dazzling dragon robe.
"Wow--!"
Zhao Zhao exclaimed, his eyes widening.
She was the first to rush to Tiantian and circled around him curiously.
"Third brother! You...you look so majestic in this outfit! You look like the most powerful general on the stage!"
She couldn't help but stretch out her little hand and carefully touched the python-patterned fabric that shone in the sunlight.
Miaomiao also pulled Mumu closer, with curiosity and joy on her little face, and her voice was soft and sticky:
"Third brother, you look so beautiful today! Like someone from a fairy painting!"
Although Mumu was quiet, she tilted her head back and nodded seriously, "Third brother, you are so powerful."
(My dears, I saw someone asked earlier why Tiantian is the third brother. Let me explain here. Because the former queen's "fake son" Yan Xingzhi is the second oldest, for the sake of royal face, the story of the cat-swapped prince was kept secret, so Tiantian is third among the princes. Tiantian and Miaomiao are twins, with Tiantian being older than Miaomiao. Zhaozhao and Mumu are also twins, with Zhaozhao being older than Mumu.)
"What great general?" Wen Li'er was amused by the children's childish talk and corrected Zhao Zhao:
"From today on, your third brother is His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."
"Your Highness!" Zhao Zhao immediately puffed out her chest, her big eyes gleaming with gossip.
"Brother Crown Prince, I heard that today in the Golden Throne Hall, all the civil and military officials kowtowed to you? Isn't that incredibly impressive? Even more impressive than father?"
Yan Xingtian looked at his younger brothers and sisters who were surrounding him, their eyes full of curiosity, admiration and closeness, and the corners of his mouth rose unconsciously.
“Yes, it’s a lot of people.”
"Then... when they kowtow... Prince, are you going to keep a straight face? Like father? Staring fiercely at them?"
As she spoke, Zhao Zhao imitated her father, trying to keep a straight face and glaring at the void ahead.
She even deliberately lowered her baby voice and imitated, "Yan Ruoying! If you continue to act recklessly, I'll put you in solitary confinement! Copy the 'Instructions for Women' ten times!"
Whether it was the furrowed brows or the deliberately deep tone, he imitated them perfectly.
After learning, she couldn't hold it in anymore and laughed so hard that she bent over, and the little hair on her head trembled.
"Every time Father frowns like this, there are three "川" characters on his forehead. It looks so ugly!"
Wen Li'er couldn't help laughing at her daughter's vivid imitation.
But thinking of the man who was "resting" in the inner room, she quickly put on a serious face and kept winking at Zhao Zhao:
"Zhao Zhao! Don't be like your father, the emperor, you have no respect for your elders! If you piss him off, you'll get your little butt spanked again."
Zhao Zhao immediately understood her mother's hint and covered her mouth.
She glanced in horror towards the inner hall.
Then, like a frightened little rabbit, he quickly hid behind Miaomiao, with only half of his head sticking out.
"It's over, it's over..."
Sure enough, without the warm and soft beauty in his arms on the bed in the inner room, Yan Shixu had no desire to sleep at all.
He was listening intently to the noise outside when he heard his little daughter not only imitate him but also dared to condemn him as "fierce" and "ugly"!!!
He snorted lightly, stood up and straightened his robe, deciding that he would teach this outspoken little monkey a lesson today.
When the tall and straight figure walked out from behind the screen, Miaomiao's big watery eyes lit up instantly.
She opened her arms and rushed towards him, calling out sweetly, "Father~~~!"
Sound can drip honey.
When Yan Shixu saw his eldest daughter, who looked extremely similar to Li'er and was well-behaved and sweet, his heart instantly softened.
He bent down and picked up Miaomiao who was rushing towards him.
Then he walked up to Zhao Zhao, looked down at the small figure, and scolded him with a stern face:
"Yan Ruoying, you have no respect for your elders. You will be punished by standing for an hour. You are not allowed to have lunch today..."
Dare to call him ugly? This is intolerable!
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