Chapter 39: Saint Girl Doesn’t Fall in Love 8

The next day, the emperor's condition improved, and he immediately summoned the imperial teacher and the saint girl to the palace for an audience.

The imperial teacher led Mingnan all the way into the emperor's bedroom without any hindrance. At that time, the emperor was leaning on the soft pillow at the head of the bed, drinking medicine from the medicine bowl with a bitter and resentful look on his face.

As luck would have it, Mingnan had some candies in her purse, and she took them out and handed one to the emperor.

The emperor looked at her in surprise, drank the medicine, took the candy and put it in his mouth, his tense brows gradually relaxed.

The palace maid handed over a handkerchief, and the emperor took it, wiped his lips, and said gently to the imperial teacher, "Sit down."

The Imperial Master glared at Mingnan and pretended to be angry and said, "You have no rules. Who told you to feed His Majesty food without permission?"

Mingnan lowered his head. "I just thought that Your Majesty's medicine was bitter and that eating a piece of candy would be better. I didn't think too much about it."

The emperor waved his hands and said, "Hey, my dear, what are you doing? The Saint is right. After eating the candy, my mouth has finally regained its senses. She did a good job."

Mingnan looked at the imperial teacher with a hint of pride.

The Imperial Master shook his head helplessly, "Your Majesty, please forgive me for making a fool of myself. It's all because of me who spoiled her."

The emperor looked at the two thoughtfully and said with emotion: "I remember the first time I saw the Saint, she was only that small, not even as tall as my legs. In the blink of an eye, she has grown into a big girl and is also at the age of marriage."

He gave the eunuch on the side a look and said, "Give me a seat."

"yes."

The eunuch immediately and skillfully brought two chairs and placed them in front of the bed.

Mingnan said: "Thank you, Your Majesty."

The Imperial Master smiled and said, "She is still young and doesn't know anything. She won't be able to take care of the husband and children after she gets married. I'm afraid she will only cause trouble for others."

Mingnan was helpless: "Brother——"

The emperor was amused, and he nodded at the imperial teacher from a distance and said, "I think you are just protecting your child."

He laughed enough, looked at Mingnan in silence for a moment, and asked in a gentle tone: "I heard that you and Twelve had some conflicts, but did he bully you? If it's true, tell me and I will make the decision for you."

This was said cleverly. He did not question the relationship between Mingnan and the Twelfth Prince right away. Instead, he said in a light-hearted tone that it was the Twelfth Prince who bullied Mingnan.

It invisibly brought the two closer together, and also had a hint of seduction in it.

Mingnan looked innocent, but secretly alert. She shook her head and said, "His Majesty the Twelfth Prince did not bully me. It was all a misunderstanding. I have made it clear to His Majesty the Twelfth Prince. Your Majesty, please do not blame him for this."

"Is it a misunderstanding? It's fine if it's a misunderstanding." The emperor smiled very kindly, with a bit of nostalgia in his eyes, and said: "Twelve has grown up in the cold palace since he was young, and no one has taught him properly. His words and deeds are not as good as other brothers and sisters. If there are any shortcomings, you should bear with them."

The Imperial Preceptor and Mingnan stood up immediately, and the Imperial Preceptor said sternly, "Your Majesty, please forgive me. Your Majesty is the Dragon Son, the superior, and I am the inferior. How can I tolerate the superior?"

"Well, that's what I said. Don't be nervous and sit down." After the emperor said a few words, his breathing became a little unstable and he turned his head and coughed twice.

The Imperial Master immediately stepped forward to pat his back to calm him down, then poured him a bowl of water and waited for him to drink.

Mingnan saw clearly from the side that although the emperor trusted the imperial teacher and valued him, he was still not as good as his own son.

The emperor criticized the twelfth prince for everything he said, but he never intended to punish him from beginning to end. It was obvious that he wanted to keep the matter quiet.

Fortunately, she didn't make a big deal out of it. Although the rumors spread, the Twelfth Prince's reputation was affected a little, but it was no big deal.

It just offset the rumors she had been subjected to, tit for tat.

If the situation gets out of hand, we won't know who is to blame.

As the saying goes, serving the emperor is like serving a tiger. Today Mingnan has truly experienced it.

After drinking the water, the emperor became more energetic. He looked at Mingnan and said, "You should also consider what I said. The Saint is not young anymore. If you have a boy you like, you might as well tell me and I will grant you a marriage."

The Imperial Master frowned and was about to say something, but Mingnan pulled him from behind without leaving any trace and said with a smile, "Your Majesty, I appreciate your kindness. If I really have a lover, I will come to your Majesty as soon as possible."

This time the emperor's smile was much more genuine.

"Okay, I promise you."

As he was speaking, the eunuch hurried in and said, "Your Majesty, the Crown Prince is here."

The emperor's eyes suddenly lit up, he sat up straight and waved, "Quick! Let him in!"

"yes."

The eunuch turned around and walked away quickly.

Soon, the sound of brisk footsteps was heard in the hall.

Mingnan's heartbeat inexplicably quickened. She turned around and saw the prince in a dark robe hurrying towards her. His wide sleeves fluttered as he moved, making him look quite out of this world.

The emperor was immediately excited when he saw him, "Good boy, why are you here? I am still sick, I don't want to pass my illness on to you, don't come forward!"

The prince did not listen to him. He walked quickly to the bed, knelt on one knee, looked up at his face, and whispered, "Father has become much more haggard."

These words are spoken with such sincerity and are very touching.

The emperor's eyes immediately became moist. He raised his hand and gently touched the prince's head. "I'm fine. I've been taking the imperial physician's medicine these days. I'm fine now. Don't worry."

"Your Majesty is my son's father. For both public and private reasons, I cannot help but worry." The prince held the emperor's hand and said earnestly, "I only hope that Your Majesty will recover soon, so that I can be completely relieved."

The emperor stared at him in a daze, speechless for a long time.

Mingnan, however, felt that he was probably looking at someone else through the prince.

"The ground is cold, stop kneeling and get up quickly." The emperor struggled to help the prince up, and the prince stood up and turned to look at Mingnan beside him.

The Imperial Preceptor and Mingnan immediately saluted him. Mingnan bowed slightly and said, "Your Highness the Crown Prince has seen this."

The prince nodded slightly, "No need to be polite."

His eyes swept across Mingnan's face very quickly, then looked at the Imperial Master, and said nonchalantly, "My father has been ill these past few days, and I'm grateful to you for taking care of him. Thank you for your hard work."

"I don't deserve it. It's all my responsibility. Since His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is here, I will not disturb Your Majesty and His Royal Highness the Crown Prince to reminisce about the past. I will take my leave first."

The emperor nodded and said, "Go ahead."

The prince stepped aside to let them pass.

Unexpectedly, when they passed each other, his finger was suddenly hooked lightly by someone.

If he hadn't been paying attention to Mingnan, he probably wouldn't have noticed it.

His body stiffened and he turned his head slightly, and saw Mingnan looking at him meaningfully.

He narrowed his eyes quickly, as if thinking about something.

Before he could understand what it meant, he felt something stuffed into his palm.

He subconsciously clenched it and hid it in his sleeve.

Mingnan smiled faintly and left quickly.

After leaving the bedroom, before the Imperial Master could speak, Mingnan said, "Brother, go back first. I want to go for a walk on the street."

The Imperial Master raised his eyebrows, then suddenly reacted and whispered, "Do you want to talk to the Crown Prince?"