For this reason, he was not allowed to call him father.
"Ye Chen, send His Royal Highness the Crown Prince to school."
"No, you haven't answered me yet." The little guy became bolder. He jumped onto Xuan Yanyu, put his arms around his neck and didn't intend to let go.
"Xiaoxiao." Xuan Yanyu carried the little guy out of the palace, his low voice filled with joy, "Your mother is irreplaceable. She is your mother. In the future, she will never leave us again."
"Then why did mother leave us before?" The little guy lay on Xuan Yanyu's shoulder with his face tilted, his baby voice muffled.
Xuan Yanyu paused, "Xiaoxiao, your mother has her own reasons. What your father knows is that your mother loves you very much, and she had to leave us."
The little guy pursed his lips, grabbed Xuan Yanyu's clothes, and asked nervously, "Father, do you love Xiaoxiao?"
The man smiled faintly in the corners of his eyes, "Love, how can father not love Xiaoxiao."
Xiaoxiao was given to him by Ningning, how could he not love her?
The little guy pouted, "No, father doesn't love Xiaoxiao at all, father hates Xiaoxiao."
After leaving the Prince's Mansion, Xuan Yanyu carried Xuan Yuncheng to the carriage, handed him a piece of cake, and the little guy turned his head away proudly.
Looking at the little guy's angry face, the man smiled and asked, "Why do you say that father hates you?"
"Isn't it true that father never comes to my son's prince's residence?" The little guy's eyes turned red with grievance.
Xuan Yanyu sighed helplessly, picked up the little guy and put him on his lap, slightly bent his knuckles and scratched his nose, "Father doesn't go to the Prince's Mansion because there are too many memories of father and mother in the Prince's Mansion. Father dare not go."
"Then...then one time I had a fever and wanted to see my father. Why did my father only send the imperial physician to see me?" The little guy raised his red eyes and asked pitifully.
Xuan Yanyu narrowed his eyes and thought carefully for a while before he remembered. He smiled and touched his head, "You get sick every other day." The day you asked someone to ask the emperor to see you, you just got sick. "For a long time, the emperor thought you were pretending again."
"...Then why has father never hugged me?" the little guy asked again.
Xuan Yanyu explained helplessly, "With your Royal Grandfather and Royal Grandmother, how could it be your father's turn to hold you? Especially your Royal Grandfather, who has he allowed to hold you?"
The little guy bit his lip. No wonder he felt that no one except Grandpa Huang and Grandma Huang had ever held him...
"What else do you want to ask?" The man took the cake and fed the little guy a bite.
The little fellow chewed the cake in his mouth, tilted his head and thought for a while, then muttered, "Also, why does the emperor only see me twice a month?"
"Father only sees you twice a month. You complete the homework that Father leaves for you seriously just to see him." Xuan Yanyu rubbed the little guy's cheek and said through his back teeth, "If you hadn't pretended to be sick every other day to avoid morning classes, would Father only see you twice a month?"
Xuan Yuncheng blinked, lowered his head and took another bite of the cake in Xuan Yanyu's hand, his voice as small as a mosquito, "Then... is it all my fault?"
Xuan Yanyu took the handkerchief and wiped the crumbs from the corners of his mouth, "You will go to school on time in the future, and you can see the emperor anytime."
The little fellow patted his shoulder with his little hand, and his rosy face wrinkled. "You didn't let me call you father yesterday. I'm very sad, very sad..."
Xuan Yanyu glared, "Why didn't Father allow you to call me Father?"
"Because of mother." The little guy raised his chin and his eyes fell on the pastries.
Xuan Yanyu fed the cake in his hand to his mouth, "If the queen mother you recognize this time is not your mother, but just looks like your mother, father will not recognize you again, this is true."
The little fellow paused while chewing the cake, and hummed softly, "I know, father loves mother more than him."
Xuan Yanyu raised his eyebrows, it was undeniable.
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Yan Yuning slept until the evening. She got up, washed, and opened the door of the bedroom.
"Your Highness, you're awake." Xiao Wan smiled, "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is waiting for you to have dinner in Taiyi Palace."
"Okay." Yan Yuning stretched lazily, somewhat impatient to see him.
"Your Majesty, His Majesty has ordered you to take it upon waking up." Qiu Ci followed behind Xiao Wan, holding a tray in her hands.
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