After making a ruckus for half the night, everyone finally went back to rest.
I was so sleepy the next day that I couldn't get out of bed.
The sun was high in the sky, and Zhao Wenqi was still fast asleep, nestled in the arms of the Fourth Prince.
Although Zhao Changqing was in a heavy mood, he had drunk quite a bit of wine last night and slept very soundly.
Zuo Ming paced around outside the prince's bedroom, anxiously waiting.
Beside him was the Crown Prince, who had just come from the palace and was waiting to pay his respects to the Fourth Imperial Uncle.
The Crown Prince is the heir apparent, one of only two true dragons in the world.
It is customary not to pay special New Year's greetings to the prince.
However, Emperor Zhao Changheng was a brother-obsessed father and always taught his son: In public, they are ruler and subject; in private, they are uncle and nephew.
It's only natural for a nephew to wish his uncle a Happy New Year.
"Your Highness, please forgive me, but the Prince is still asleep and we can't wake him up."
Crown Prince Zhao Wenyi said helplessly, "Then I'll go in and take a look."
The left guard naturally dared not stop them.
He quickly pushed open the door and let the prince in.
The prince's bedroom was very large.
The main thing is depth.
Entering leads to the main hall, then through another door to the bed and table, then to the living and dressing area, and finally to the innermost room where the bed is placed.
Zhao Wenyi walked to the bedside and saw his younger brother, the Second Prince Zhao Wenqi, nestled in his uncle's arms, drooling in his sleep.
The crown prince sniffed and suddenly frowned.
What does it taste like?
He took a few more deep breaths, following the scent to Zhao Wenqi.
He lifted the blanket and buried his nose in the second prince's clothes.
This flavor is a bit burnt?
It also tastes a bit like meat broth?
There's something else...
How come the second son has become so flavorful after only one night?
Zhao Wenqi felt something moving around on his body and groggily opened his eyes.
"Crown Prince? Why are you biting me?"
The Crown Prince said, "I wasn't biting you, I was just smelling you."
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