After much thought about all the partings, Qianyuan realized that the more solemn the farewell, the more embarrassed he would feel when they met again.
Perhaps it's because saying goodbye lightly leaves one with the expectation of seeing each other again, but if saying goodbye with tears in one's eyes leaves one's father to see one's face, then the next time they meet will be very embarrassing.
Moreover, Emperor Chongle and he had known each other for a long time, and their understanding of each other was deeper. In addition, his father was so perceptive that he knew all of Qianyuan's trump cards. In his eyes, Qianyuan was like a vulnerable and naked infant.
No matter how powerful Qian Yuan is, compared to Emperor Chong Le's core and methods, his father is still a mountain he can never reach.
Furthermore, the little guy who has returned now is unsure whether he still possesses the power of a true dragon.
He reappeared here, with black hair and black eyes, just an ordinary, handsome young man.
He silently walked to the front of the imperial city, right under the emperor's feet, and heard eunuchs selecting new palace maids at the foot of the city wall.
The little guy decisively went over.
The eunuch glanced at him: "You're not bad looking, you're nimble-footed, and you seem quite clever. Can you read?"
The little guy rubbed his hands together and started reciting a little nervously:
"Heaven and earth, black and yellow..."
The eunuch interrupted, "Alright, alright. Come with me."
The little guy was dressed in ordinary coarse linen clothes, and no one would associate him with the once dignified and refined Prince Xiaolong. So, the little guy became a little bolder and pointed at the guards who swept past the doorway:
"Father-in-law, what are they looking for?"
Moreover, Qianyuan clearly remembered that the secret guards were not allowed to be seen by others, so why are they walking around so openly now?
The eunuch glanced at him sideways: "Are you from another race? The news should have spread throughout the Great Yu territory by now. Even young children know that His Majesty is looking for his biological son."
"Throughout the entire land, from the five lakes to the four seas, we will search the earth three feet deep to find him."
Even if it's just a soul, we must summon it back home.
Qianyuan could feel the overwhelming obsession of Emperor Chongle just by listening to the eunuch's words.
He shivered and fell silent.
Is Father angry because he's been waiting too long...?
Qianyuan is a little scared now...
Seeing that the little guy remained silent, the eunuch routinely said:
"If you have any leads on the young prince..."
"I'm not!" the little guy cried, burying his head in the sand. "I'm not His Highness!!!"
Fortunately, the eunuch didn't think too much about it: "Of course I know you're not. I just said you were clever, but now you seem a bit stupid."
"I originally thought you were good-looking and planned to discipline you and send you to serve the emperor. Now, I'll be grateful if you don't cause me any trouble."
Upon hearing "before the Emperor," Qian Yuan's heart stirred. The little fellow still wanted to see his father. So he bowed ingratiatingly to the eunuch:
"Father-in-law, could you find me a job where I can see His Majesty, but His Majesty cannot see me for the time being?"
Eunuch: ...
This seemingly reckless young man, yet when the eunuch looked him directly in the eye, he found himself unable to muster any anger.
It was as if I was infected by the emotions in those eyes...
As if truly manipulated by Qian Yuan's thoughts, the eunuch helped Qian Yuan secure a job brewing tea for His Majesty.
The main system, which was helping behind the scenes, remained silent with a smile.
The little guy cheered upon hearing this: "Yay! I'm good at this!"
He's incredibly good at serving tea and water to his father, so brewing tea would be a piece of cake for him too!
After Qianyuan finished speaking, she was sent to a room in the backyard, which was a little further away from her father's study.
Many palace servants live here, with a clear division of labor and each having their own tasks.
Here, the little guy can even see many familiar faces who have taken care of him in the past.
So the little guy wasn't shy at all. He rushed up to them and greeted them with sweet words like "brother," "sister," "uncle," and "aunt." With his clean, innocent eyes, no one could resist him.
The little guy somehow became everyone's darling.
Although he still ate and dressed the same as the palace servants, everyone loved him and just let him do his job quietly. After all, Qianyuan seemed to be a child who was loved by his parents at home, and if he suffered outside, his parents would be heartbroken.
The little guy obediently guarded his little tea stove. He looked at the tea his father drank every day and wondered why there were so many tonics in it. Was his father not feeling well lately?
The little guy inexplicably started imagining a whole drama, wondering if someone had poisoned or drugged him.
He remembered that in the novels he had read, people would test poison on His Majesty, so he could do it too!
The little guy picked up the tonic and took a bite, his eyes welling up with tears from the bitterness.
Meanwhile, Emperor Chongle, observing the increasingly bizarre shapes of the tonics in his soup, which looked as if they had been gnawed on, couldn't help but fall silent...
He had never encountered anyone so daring before, so he never imagined it was even possible, leaving Qianyuan in the dark. Meanwhile, the little one continued to work diligently every day, silently dedicating himself to protecting his father's health.
One night, Emperor Chongle couldn't sleep and called for someone to bring him some cool tea to cool him down. Qianyuan was woken up to brew the tea. When he arrived at the palace gate, he saw Emperor Chongle leaning against the bed, rubbing his forehead. He felt that if his father couldn't sleep well, he shouldn't indulge in anything cool.
My health is already poor, and drinking cold water at night will make it even worse!
His father used to manage him this way, but now that his son is gone, his father is even less likely to take care of himself than his son.
The little guy was thinking hard and diligently cooked red bean and barley water for his dad.
Emperor Chongle took the teacup from his hand and was taken aback when he felt the warmth in his palm.
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