The little emperor in the imperial study was sitting in a very unserious posture. There was a memorial in front of him, and he had drawn a turtle on it.
Fu Yin stood aside, his eyes watching his nose and his nose watching his heart, pretending not to see anything.
Shen Huaixu walked quietly into the imperial study. Before he could greet anyone, he heard a young man's voice: "Are you He Qing? Mr. He's servant?"
The name He Qing was chosen by Shen Huaixu at random. She then bowed and said, "Your servant He Qing pays homage to His Majesty."
After he finished speaking, she heard the little emperor mutter again, "The voice is so thin, like a little girl."
The face hidden under the mask finally showed some emotion at this moment. Fu Yin asked, "I wonder why His Majesty summoned her here?"
The little emperor then remembered his intention and looked at Shen Huaixu with bright eyes, "Little servant, let me ask you, can you fly like your master?"
Before Shen Huaixu could answer, Fu Yin, who was standing quietly beside him, said, "Your Majesty, He Qing is just an ordinary person."
The young emperor's gaze shifted between Fu Yin and Shen Huaixu for a moment, and he seemed to be thinking of something before revealing a faint smile. "Don't worry, Mr. He. I'm just asking casually. Even if the little servant could fly, I wouldn't joke about my own safety."
He looked at the little servant boy again, "Little servant boy, how old are you?"
Fu Yin couldn't help but frown again, but before he could speak, Shen Huaixu spoke first: "This servant is just eleven years old this year."
Her voice wasn't suitable for a boy's, so a younger one would be more appropriate. It was clear that the young emperor was very curious about He Yin, and as He Yin's servant, the younger she was, the easier it would be to get close to him.
"So small?" the little emperor muttered. The curiosity and inquiry on his face faded like the tide, and he yawned boredly. "Boring. You, a little servant, are as uninteresting as your master. Forget it, leave now."
He waved his hands dejectedly, his look of disgust not seeming fake.
He only said two sentences from beginning to end. Sometimes he was called a little girl and sometimes he was called boring. Shen Huaixu: "..."
The exposed eyes quickly swept over the little emperor, and Shen Huaixu retreated without having time to think about it.
After Shen Huaixu left, Fu Yin wanted to follow him, but before he could open his mouth, he was interrupted by the little emperor.
"Mr. He—since I respectfully address you as Mr., shouldn't you share my worries?"
Fu Yin suppressed his temper and asked, "May I ask what your Majesty is worried about?"
"These." The young emperor pointed at the memorials on the table, seeming to have a headache. "In the past, it was the Prime Minister's responsibility to handle memorials. Unfortunately, the Prime Minister has passed away, and I am not very proficient in this. How about you take over, sir?"
Unlike Shen Huaixu, Fu Yin ignored the young emperor's words, whether he was testing him or really giving up, and his consolation was half-hearted: "Your Majesty can learn."
The little emperor was choked by his words. He stared at him for a long time before speaking again, "Mr. He, don't you want to..."
"Your Majesty, I don't want to."
The little emperor seemed puzzled and asked again, "Why?"
Fu Yin asked bluntly, "Your Majesty, do you know how big the world is?"
After being stunned for a moment, the little emperor's eyes showed longing. He had been confined to this small world since he was born, and had never even had a good stroll around Xiangyi City. How could he know how big the world was?
What a rubbish emperor, nothing but a frog in a well, the little emperor thought angrily.
"I know." Without waiting for his answer, Fu Yin spoke to himself.
Hearing this, the little emperor suddenly smiled. "Mr. He has wings to fly. The world is vast and you can soar freely. It is only natural that you look down on this small piece of land in Nanxia."
It was unknown when the young emperor and Fu Yin were the only two people left in the imperial study. The young emperor's gaze drifted to one place, and he restrained his smile, as if thinking about something.
At this time, he did not look like a teenager, but like an emperor who had experienced many ups and downs.
He leaned back against the dragon throne and whispered, "Mr. He, you don't know this. Although I was disappointed when my father was regent, I knew to keep a low profile and wait for the right opportunity, hoping to regain power and preserve the glory of the Wei family. But since you appeared, I suddenly don't think so.
I'm not afraid of being laughed at, sir. I've always disliked being confined. I was a mischievous child, and I tried many times to hide from the public and escape the palace to seek a moment of freedom, but I was always unsuccessful. Now things are different. Your appearance has rekindled that thought. I thought, if you want this world, I'll give it to you. I never thought that you would disdain the supreme power that everyone covets. It's truly ironic."
Fu Yin seemed completely oblivious to the complex implications of the young emperor's words. His expression behind the mask grew even colder. "I will not stay in Nanxia for too long. Your Majesty, please do not be upset."
The little emperor burst into laughter, and then he asked, "Sir, do you really have to go?"
"Your Majesty, yes."
"Alright." The little emperor stood up. "When you leave, I will personally see you off. The Southern Xia Kingdom will always be open to you."
When Chongchen Huaixu and Fuyin met again, they just looked at each other without saying anything.
After returning to his own territory, Shen Huaixu learned from Fu Yin what the little emperor said after she left.
Chen Huaixu thought about it carefully and couldn't help but smile. "The young emperor is quite clever. His words are a mixture of truth and falsehood, making it hard to tell whether he is sincere or not. If his father, the prime minister, had taught him well, perhaps Nanxia would have risen in his hands."
Fu Yin felt a little uncomfortable after hearing this. The little emperor was thinking about quitting his job all day long. How could he deserve such praise?
His upbringing allowed him to only criticize in his heart but not actually speak ill of others.
He replied dryly, "Oh."
"Since we have already made it clear to the little emperor, we might as well take this opportunity to leave Nanxia." Shen Huaixu had no objection to this.
She had been away from home for long enough. Although she had been sending letters, they were not as good as face-to-face greetings. It was time to go back and visit.
only……
General Fuyin is dead.
She was worried, but she didn't hear Fu Yin's answer for a long time. The man had his eyes downcast, and she didn't know what he was thinking. So she asked again, "How about setting off in three days?"
"How about the day after tomorrow?"
"...Are you in a hurry?" Shen Huaixu still wanted to buy some insect meal or other specialties for Jiang Wei and the others to see. How could one day be enough?
"...No rush." Fu Yin shook his head slightly with an expressionless face.
He just suddenly remembered that the little emperor was about the same age as the current Shen Huaixu, and there was a bad custom of marriage between two countries in this world, so he imagined some bad things and felt that the sooner he left, the better.
Without giving it much thought, Shen Huaixu made the final decision: "We will return to Beijing in three days. It's settled."
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