Wu Zhonghe bowed deeply and said, "Painter, painter cannot bear it."
There are countless painters in the world, but none of them can paint a picture of sadness.
The little guy's sadness actually deeply moved the painters, making these painters, who were masters of painting, unable to bear to paint.
Or rather, I dare not draw.
"Painter, I can't bear it." The emperor murmured to himself.
"I want to live a long life and see my son ascend the throne." Emperor Mingxi fell asleep in his clothes, looking a little crazy.
The pain of removing the poison caused the emperor to lose weight in just a few days.
No wonder Imperial Physician Lin said that if one is not careful, there is a risk of death.
It’s no wonder that the emperor is so reluctant to send the little prince out of the palace.
The emperor had been away from court for many days, but no one in the capital had started a rebellion.
Although the kings of Da Chu and Mobei were eyeing the border covetously, they did not dare to actually offend.
This is the trauma left by Emperor Mingxi. If they were not absolutely sure that the current emperor would not wake up, I am afraid these people would not dare to take action.
Wu Zhonghe asked Doctor Lin if the detoxification process would take so long.
Doctor Lin asked, “It will take several months to remove the poison, but how many years will it take to make up for the loss?”
If it weren't for the abundance of precious royal medicines, Your Majesty and the Crown Prince might have been separated for even longer.
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The little fat boy gets up earlier and earlier every day. Today, he doesn't need Doctor Zhao to tie his hair up for him, so he just ties it into two small buns himself.
Then he stood blankly at the door of Doctor Zhao.
He is so well behaved.
Even if I wake up, I won’t disturb anyone, I will just wait stupidly.
As soon as Doctor Zhao opened the door, he saw the little guy leaning against the door, and he grinned when he saw him.
"Grandpa, let's go."
In winter, dewdrops condensed on his temples, which was enough to show how long the little guy had been waiting.
Doctor Zhao wiped the little guy carefully with a handkerchief, and applied windproof ointment (to prevent dryness and cracking) on his face, and then took the little guy out.
This place borders Dazhao, and has food from both countries.
Doctor Zhao knew that the little fat boy loved to eat the most.
He wanted to take the little prince to eat a bowl of soup, but the little guy's stomach was rumbling and his mouth was watering.
But he said, "We are going to the town gate."
Obviously, he loves his father more than he loves food.
Doctor Zhao had no choice but to buy a few cakes and take the little guy to the entrance of Changnan Town.
The city walls here are short, and the yamen runners standing at the gate are all sloppy.
But when Doctor Zhao came here and saved many people with his medical skills, the people in the town respected him very much.
The yamen runners were no exception and greeted him one after another, "Why are you here, old doctor?"
"Is this the old doctor's grandson? He's so handsome!"
Seeing the little guy he was holding, everyone was amazed.
Doctor Zhao said calmly, "It's my grandson. His mother sent him to me these days."
Everyone was not surprised, as they had indeed seen the old doctor's daughter-in-law coming over.
When they talked, the little guy listened obediently, taking a bite of the biscuit from time to time, with his cheeks puffed up, looking very cute.
When others saw him eating with great satisfaction, they couldn't help but wonder, is this pancake really that delicious?
Someone in the town fell ill and was looking for Doctor Zhao.
He wanted to take the little guy back, but the fat kid just stayed where he was and refused to move.
He rarely played tricks like this, which made Doctor Zhao a little at a loss.
The yamen runner laughed and said, "Don't worry, old doctor, just go ahead. We will take care of the baby for you."
They were speaking the truth. Who wouldn’t like such a cute child?
Thinking that His Highness was surrounded by many secret guards, Doctor Zhao left with peace of mind.
Even if everyone here died, the little prince would be fine.
While the yamen runners were on duty, they would occasionally glance at the little guy, fearing that he would run away.
But I don’t know how this old doctor raised his grandson. He looks so spoiled.
But he sat on the low stool without crying or making a fuss, and just stared outside the city wall without blinking.
They all have children at home, but they are all very naughty. I have never seen such well-behaved children.
"Why are you looking outside?" The yamen runner who spoke was a big and strong man, but he spoke in a low voice.
Others pretended to vomit and said, "Zhang Yun, you are so disgusting!"
When it was their turn to speak, they also spoke in a low voice, each one more pretentious than the other.
The little fat boy was already used to this kind of scene. He looked outside and said, "I'm waiting for someone~"
The bailiffs asked him who he was, but the little guy refused to tell them.
He is a very vigilant child.
Everyone really liked him, so they used the food they bought for their children to coax him.
The little fat boy accepted it all and said sweetly, "Thank you, brother, thank you, uncle."
The one he called "brother" would grin non-stop with his teeth bared, making the other uncles clench their fists, wanting to beat up this "brother."
It happened that the country people were rushing to the morning market, and a lot of people gathered at the town gate.
The yamen runners were afraid of hurting him, so they made him sit under a small shed.
You can also see people coming in and out there.
The little fat boy sat obediently on the low stool and continued to eat the big pancake bought by Doctor Zhao.
He put together all the things given to him by others and prepared to give them to Doctor Zhao to eat.
"Hey, wild kid without a father or a mother." A group of children gathered around, and the boy in the lead pulled the little fat boy's hair that he had tied himself.
Maybe no one has ever said this before, maybe no one has ever treated him like this before.
The little fat boy stood there in a daze, and even the biscuit fell to the ground.
"Are you deaf?"
A group of people laughed maliciously, and the little fat boy's big eyes sparkled.
"He's going to cry!" "Hahaha."
Some children will protect beautiful things, while others just want to destroy them.
The little fat boy sat in front of Doctor Zhao's door for so long. Which playful child hadn't seen him?
They all wanted to talk to him.
But some people's way of getting attention is bullying, and they don't know how much harm this will cause to children's young minds.
Instead, you will feel complacent about arousing the other person's emotions.
"Daddy is here! Mommy is here, woooo." The little guy reacted, and although he was crying, he knocked the leading boy to the ground like a calf.
The secret guards were stunned.
They were already clenching their fists, but they didn't expect the young prince to be so fierce.
The little fat boy cried and punched Fang Qi's body with his fists, but the children around him seemed to be stupid and didn't know how to help.
I watched helplessly as the little fat boy beat Fang Qi.
He spoke softly with a baby voice, and the yamen runner named Zhang Yun immediately ran over and picked him up.
"Don't cry, don't cry," Zhang Yun coaxed the little fat boy, then fiercely said to these children who always formed gangs, "I'm going to complain to your parents after my shift! Is it right to bully your little brother? Do you want to go to jail when you grow up?"
This is actually a bit ridiculous, because anyone with a discerning eye can see that the little guy was beating the seven or eight-year-old boy.
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