Chapter 410 You brat, why do you have such a sharp tongue!
"Hmph, second son, look at yourself! What are you covered in? You stink!" The emperor said disdainfully, standing in front of his son.
The second prince rolled his eyes and said to his father in a nonchalant tone, "Don't ask me what kind of thing I am, you should ask yourself what kind of thing you gave birth to!"
emperor……
That brat, why does he have such a foul mouth!
If this brat hadn't been born from his wife's hard work, he would have given him a good beating!
Upon hearing that the Second Prince was in trouble, the Emperor was extremely worried and insisted on coming up with him.
His main concern was Tang Bugui...
That kid's luck...
Tang Bugui sensed the emperor's gaze and bowed slightly to him, appearing very obedient.
The emperor ignored him, and after a pause, said, "Are you all alright?"
The second prince leaned closer, his big eyes blinking as he looked at his father: "Father, are you blind...?"
"Get lost, who the hell is your father..." The emperor turned his head and unleashed a barrage of loving iron fists at the second prince!
Fortunately, neither of them was particularly skilled in martial arts, so the fight ended in a draw...
"You little brat, you dare pull my hair? I'll tear your heart out!" the emperor roared.
For a moment, everyone looked at each other, unsure of what to say.
Tang Bugui's expression remained almost unchanged. He looked at the two people who walked up to him, his expression extremely calm, yet with a hint of respect.
He reached out and grabbed one in each hand.
"Master Huang, Second Young Master, it's getting late, we should go home!" Tang Bugui said with a smile, but the strength in his hands made it impossible for the Emperor and the Second Prince to break free.
"He provoked me first!" the emperor said angrily, glaring at his son.
The second prince, not to be outdone, turned around and glared at his father.
These two are hardly royalty; they look no different from a father and son from the next village.
Ling Buqi couldn't help but twitch his lips. It was just like this outside, when he saw them inside the palace...
"Little Lingzi, what are you worried about? Hurry up and come help me!" The emperor glared at Ling Buqi and roared at him fiercely.
Ling Buqi's lips twitched, but he still fawned over and helped the emperor up.
"All you do is bully Xiao Lingzi..." the Second Prince snorted and muttered to himself.
Little Su Bao switched places at this moment. When she saw her grandfather and the others, she couldn't help but mutter to Madam Qian, "Mom, Grandpa and Second Uncle have such a good relationship!"
The Qian family...
She ruffled the little dumpling's hair, a smile playing on her lips.
"Yes, it's pretty good!"
When everyone came down from the mountain, they saw that a lot of people were already standing under the big peach tree.
The villagers breathed a sigh of relief when they saw them return.
"It's good that you're back, Su Bao. Here, these are steamed buns made by Aunt Wang. Try them!" The village woman stepped forward with a smile.
Little Su Bao looked at Aunt Wang with a sweet smile on her face, then turned back to look at Qian Shi.
Madam Qian smiled and nodded. Seeing that her mother agreed, the little dumpling took the bun.
"Thank you, Aunt Wang!" Little Su Bao said to Aunt Wang in a sweet, childlike voice.
Aunt Wang looked at Xiao Su Bao, and the smile on her face grew even wider.
"No need to thank me, what's there to thank me for? As long as you're alright, that's more important than anything else!"
After she finished speaking, she looked at Tang Qi and Tang Sanbao, this time with a slightly perfunctory tone: "Well, Second Village Chief, it's good that Sanbao is back. By the way, don't drag our Su Bao down with you in the future... Don't you have any idea about your own luck?"
The two of them...
The emperor seemed to have thought of something, turned to look at Tang Bugui, and said quietly, "Did you hear that? Don't drag our Su Bao into this!"
As he spoke, his gaze swept back and forth between Tang Bugui and his son.
"Big brother, look what my father is saying about you!" The second prince turned to look at Tang Bugui and decisively betrayed his own father.
emperor……
This isn't his son; his son wouldn't be this shameless.
The emperor immediately looked at Tang Bugui, and then said with a serious expression, "He's just talking nonsense, you don't believe him, do you!"
Tang Bugui ignored the two of them, his brows furrowed slightly, and he strode forward.
The emperor seemed to sense something as well, his expression changed slightly, and he ran faster than anyone else.
The second prince had his back to that side and didn't see the person coming at all.
"Why are you running so fast..." The second prince turned his head and saw his mother.
He instantly lost his composure and immediately used his lightness skill to rush towards his mother.
"Wife, why did you come out? Are you all dead? How could you let the Madam out!" The Emperor's face was extremely gloomy as he coldly rebuked the two guards.
The guard dared not speak and could only kneel down with a thud.
Seeing the emperor's state, the empress felt helpless for a moment, but still said, "I'm fine!"
She went to war even while pregnant, and when she was still pregnant, she even fought against the enemy.
Now it's just...
"Nothing's wrong, nothing's wrong. I said no, and that's final. What, are you going against me? I can do whatever you want with other things, but this is absolutely not allowed!" The emperor picked up the empress around the waist and even ripped off Tang Bugui's cloak.
"Hold onto my neck!" the emperor said sternly.
Helpless, the Empress could only reach out and hug the Emperor's neck. Even though she had been scolded, the corners of her lips still curled up.
She overheard someone outside saying that something seemed to have happened to Xiao Su Bao, and she got worried...
"I'm fine!" the Queen said in a rare soft voice.
The emperor did not speak, but his face was dark and gloomy.
They returned to the Tang family home, where the emperor placed the empress on the bed, his eyes already slightly red.
The Empress paused for a moment, feeling a pang of sympathy for the Emperor as he looked so pitiful.
The next moment, the empress pulled the emperor over and hugged him.
"Am I not perfectly fine?" The Empress's expression changed slightly, and she said softly.
The emperor remained silent, his head buried in his wife's shoulder.
He was the emperor of the Great Shang Dynasty, but he was also just an ordinary person.
"You cried?" the Empress suddenly asked, her voice tinged with heartache.
The emperor neither spoke nor looked up.
Helpless, the Empress could only hug the Emperor and gently pat his back.
"Alas, since ancient times, who has ever escaped death? You... what am I supposed to do with you!" the Empress said softly, a hint of helplessness in her eyes.
"Once the eldest brother gets married, I'll hand over my position to him. You want to see the desert? I'll take you to the desert. You want to see the grasslands? I'll take you to the grasslands!"
The emperor raised his head; no tears were visible, but his voice became slightly hoarse.
"The eldest brother isn't feeling well..."
"He's faking it! Besides, there's the second son, the third son... they're all incredibly cunning, do they really think I, their father, am a fool!"
The emperor composed himself and looked at the empress with a serious expression.
At the entrance, the second prince was about to go in, but upon hearing his father's words, his expression instantly turned sour!
We're doomed!
The old man knows his true colors. Should he run away?
Standing to the side, Little Su Bao looked at him, then at the house. The little dumpling pursed her lips and asked, "Grandma, Grandpa, Su Bao...can I come in?"
The second prince was stunned. His hand, which was gripping the crack in the door, slipped and he fell inside.
The emperor saw his son, then looked at the timid, soft-spoken little darling.
"Second son, how much did you overhear just now?" The emperor stood up and walked to his son in a few steps.
"What eavesdropping? No, Father, am I the kind of person who would listen in on others' conversations?" The Second Prince shook his head solemnly, his eyes wide open.
The emperor glanced at the second prince suspiciously, then snorted coldly before turning his hands behind his back to look at the well-behaved little Su Bao at the door.
Look at that little girl, how well-behaved she is, so different from my wretched son!
The emperor coughed lightly, then asked, "Su Bao, what brings you here? Is something the matter?"
Little Su Bao breathed a slight sigh of relief; she had felt that her grandfather had been a little scary just now…
But the little dumpling took another closer look and realized it wasn't that scary.
"I want to see Grandma..." Little Su Bao said cautiously.
Upon hearing the little dumpling's words, the emperor's smile deepened.
Sure enough, the little guy is quite thoughtful. Look at my son, what else can he do besides eavesdropping!
When the emperor picked up the little baby, he even kicked away his son's outstretched foot with disgust as he passed by.
Look at this clueless person!
"Your mother isn't fully recovered yet, why are you leaving the door so wide open? What if the wind blows on her?" The emperor snorted and turned to walk inside.
The second prince quickly got up, closed the door behind him, and then followed his father.
However, the expression on his face wasn't very good.
"Wife, look, Little Su Bao is here to see you!" The emperor looked at his wife with a smile.
The Empress also looked at Little Su Bao, a smile in her eyes.
"It's good that you're back. I just heard that you encountered danger on your way there. What happened?" The Empress asked Xiao Su Bao instinctively.
But then Little Su Bao walked to the Empress's side and gently took the Empress's hand with her little hand.
Some of the blood from her palm was quietly smeared onto the Empress's palm.
The little dumpling then said, "Master told Su Bao to tell you to sleep more, drink more water, eat more, and not to think too much, or you'll get tired!"
The Empress was taken aback. Looking at the little dumpling's serious expression, she didn't know what to say for a moment.
But then, as if remembering something, the empress curled her lips into a smile.
She looked helplessly at Xiao Su Bao, reached out and touched the little girl's hair before saying, "Okay!"
Su Bao breathed a sigh of relief; Wang Mingtian had specifically instructed her before she came in.
Little Su Bao also noticed that Grandma's complexion wasn't very good.
Moreover, there was a faint trace of black aura on her forehead.
The little dumpling didn't know what was going on, but she was worried for her grandmother.
"Mother, Little Su Bao's master has already said so, so please don't worry too much. Besides, with me here, you can rest assured!" The Second Prince patted his chest and said to the Empress.
The emperor looked at his son's smug expression, pursed his lips, but surprisingly did not refute him.
Xiao Su Bao felt that the blood in her palm seemed to have disappeared, and then she breathed a sigh of relief.
"Grandma, Su Bao has gone out. You should go to sleep early!" The little dumpling jumped off the bed, helped the Empress cover herself with the quilt, and watched the Empress close her eyes before leaving.
The second prince was originally there to deliver the little dumpling, but as soon as he followed the little dumpling to the door, he suddenly felt a tremendous force coming from behind him.
The next instant, the emperor slammed the door shut.
The Second Prince...
"Old man, I'll get back at you sooner or later!" he muttered as he spoke toward the door.
To everyone's surprise, the emperor didn't leave; he opened the door and rushed out.
Xiao Su Bao tried to mediate the fight, but Ling Buqi, who appeared out of nowhere, simply grabbed her and took her away.
"I'm telling you, don't get involved in this kind of thing, understand!" Ling Buqi muttered to himself as he ran away with the little dumpling in his arms.
Little Su Bao couldn't help but giggle.
At the entrance of Tangjia Village, a thousand-year-old peach tree sways in the wind, seemingly carrying a touch of joy.
On the other hand, Chang'an and his group encountered some trouble.
The third prince, accompanied by his guards, has caught up with the old nun and her companions.
It's just that each time it's just a little bit off.
They are currently hiding in a farmhouse courtyard.
The nun had more hair on her head, and the monk had become a farmer.
As for Princess Chang'an, Xiao Hua, and Lan Xin'er, they were rendered speechless by them.
"Damn it, those people are always haunting me!" The old nun's face was gloomy, and there was a hint of impatience in her eyes.
The delivery time with them is almost here!
Her eyes held a hint of coldness as she looked at the three people working in the yard.
Little Flower is washing clothes, Princess Chang'an is chopping wood...
As for Lan Xin'er, she was cleaning the pigsty on the side.
The three people have changed quite a bit since they first appeared.
Chang'an is actually doing alright, but she has still lost a lot of weight.
In particular, the old nun smeared something on her face, making her whole face look black.
Lan Xin'er didn't need any makeup. She was already thin and sallow, with slightly bulging eyes, looking like a half-dead goldfish.
Xiaohua looks stronger and has lost a lot of weight.
"Lan Xin'er, how many times have I told you not to even think about running away? Don't you remember?" The old nun held the whip in her hand and looked coldly at Lan Xin'er.
Lan Xin'er's body trembled slightly, and a hint of fear appeared in her eyes.
She instinctively tried to speak, but couldn't make a sound; her legs had already bent involuntarily.
"You think your little tricks can fool my eyes?" The old nun squinted and lashed Lan Xin'er hard with her whip.
Lan Xin'er was in so much pain that she dropped the spoon she was using to scoop pig feed on the ground.
Chang'an and Xiaohua exchanged a glance, then continued working as if they hadn't seen each other.
You know, if Chang'an hadn't been so careful, they would have been in deep trouble because of Lan Xin'er last time.
This old nun's methods of torturing people are truly formidable!
Lan Xin'er shook her head, but pointed at Chang'an, and the meaning was obvious!
Just then, there was a knock on the farmer's door.
The old nun's expression changed slightly, instantly switching to a different look, as she wrapped the long whip around her waist.
"Who is it!" she called out.
"I'm just passing by and would like to ask for a drink of water!" A voice came from behind, and Lan Xin'er immediately looked up.
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