"A man should be able to do it, and if he can't, he should say so. There's no shame in that. Instead of showing weakness in front of others, it's better to have the courage to admit one's shortcomings."
While he was blaming Xiaobao, he helped him straighten his messy collar.
Obviously, he had no hope for Xiaobao, or rather, he felt that Xiaobao would definitely embarrass him this time.
Xiaobao's face flushed red at his father's words. He looked at Leng Xi, wanting to say something but didn't open his mouth.
"Go!"
Leng Xi waved at him in disappointment. Xiao Bao glanced at him, then turned to look at Yu Qiaoqiao, and then strode to the front of everyone.
The emperor looked at Xiaobao and asked with a smile in his eyes:
"Xiaobao, what talent have you prepared for today? Your brothers and sisters are all very talented, and you can't let Grandpa Huang down."
The emperor's tone was somewhat gentle and his expression was somewhat kind, which surprised Xiaobao.
In the past, the Emperor rarely gave him a good look when facing him. What happened today?
The emperor's actions surprised not only Xiaobao, but also Leng Xi and Yu Qiaoqiao.
Perhaps only Liu Xi knew that during the time when the emperor was seriously ill, he understood and understood many things. In his eyes, the children of his Leng family must be very outstanding. If Xiaobao fails to perform exceptionally well, the emperor will be furious and may even turn against him immediately.
Xiaobao clasped his hands together and replied respectfully:
"Grandpa Emperor, some of my brothers and sisters are dancing, some are writing, and some are reciting poems. Xiaobao, please draw a portrait for me today!"
"Can you draw?"
The emperor looked at him with a puzzled look, "When did you learn this?"
"To answer Grandpa Huang, I learned it at my grandmother's house."
Leng Xi also looked at Yu Qiaoqiao in surprise. Xiaobao could draw? How could he, as a father, not know this?
But then he began to worry. If Xiaobao's portrait was not good enough today, his father would definitely be unhappy. Compared with the three children, Xiaobao's status in his father's heart would definitely plummet, which would inevitably affect him as a father.
Thinking of this, he whispered to Qiaoqiao hatefully:
"You asked the child to paint a portrait of the emperor?"
Yu Qiaoqiao didn't turn her head to look at him, nor did she answer him, but just gave him a cold look.
Leng Xi was furious when Yu Qiaoqiao ignored him. Meanwhile, Xiao Bao had already spread out his pen and paper and started drawing...
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