In just half a week, His Majesty's body was so cold that ice chips could fall off.
He is no longer sick, but is just letting out cold air day by day. When this already indifferent and heartless person gets in a bad mood, life becomes even more difficult for others.
The secret guards here did not dare to disobey the fat boy's order, and only reported to Emperor Mingxi hesitantly two hours later.
"Grand Emperor, His Highness has left the palace..."
The emperor frowned when he heard this, even though he knew that no one could pose any danger to him.
But the father still wanted to take a look.
But as human beings, using these methods would be really inappropriate.
While he was thinking, the little fat boy appeared in front of him.
"Father!" He scratched his face and called out to the emperor in a muffled voice.
Jia Yi bowed and then withdrew with Jia San.
Jiasan couldn't help but touch his chest, feeling his pounding heart, and winked at Jiayi.
He didn't say anything, but the meaning in his eyes was very clear.
"Brother, you are so kind to save my life."
Jia opened his eyes and thought that he was really a lunatic like His Highness said.
The emperor's lips were pressed into a straight line, and he did not answer.
The little fat boy took out a handful of flowers from his arms, not many, just about ten small wild flowers.
"To Dad." The fat baby knew what his father was worried about, but he didn't want to say it out loud.
Because putting myself in other people's shoes, Yu'er cares about his reputation, so doesn't his father care about his reputation too?
So, he didn't make everything clear, but just let his actions speak for themselves.
Just as his father did for him.
When Yu'er was a child, he wanted to give everything he saw to his father. It is the same now, and it will not change when he grows up.
"Father, the fish loves you."
The father and son looked at each other, the emperor was stunned with red eyes.
There will be no such suspicion again.
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The sunlight outside the window passes by in a flash, and the shadows of flowers on the table move.
Ten years passed in a flash.
Little Fatty is already sixteen years old, so maybe we shouldn’t call him Little Fatty anymore.
"Daddy! The court officials are so annoying. I just said I didn't want to attend court anymore, and they used the laws of our ancestors to pressure me. Humph, they've said these words a thousand times, and my ears are callused."
Although he is old, Yan Chengyu is still loud and noisy in front of Emperor Mingxi, just like when he was a child.
"Didn't my son say a few days ago that he wanted to influence others subtly? Why did he blurt it out in the court today?"
The emperor pinched a black dot, put it down quietly, and looked up at his son.
Watching him grow up day by day, Emperor Mingxi couldn't help feeling a little lost and a little relieved.
The little fellow had grown up, his body growing very fast. Like the green bamboo and green pine, he was completely different from the usual fancy clothes and horses.
He kept complaining, his eyes, bright as stars, were full of silence. His eyebrows were picturesque, his eyes were like peach blossoms.
The black and gold dragon robe did not look dull at all on him, but rather had a unique vitality.
It is like a dewdrop in the early morning, and also like the warm sunshine in spring.
"I'm not as easy to talk to as Dad. I have to get up so early every day to attend court. I've had enough of this hardship."
When the emperor heard his son say that he was easy to talk to, he raised an eyebrow and did not refute. He only said: "Then Your Majesty, chop off their heads."
The young emperor's expression changed, and he said awkwardly, "I was just joking, Dad, you just tease me!"
He snorted, raised his chin, and lowered his head to the table. Taking advantage of the fact that no one could see, his eyes rolled around: "Otomo! Otomo!"
It’s still the same as when I was a kid, calling people over and over again without stopping.
Wu Zhonghe knew that he would come at this time, so he hurriedly instructed the imperial kitchen to prepare some food to reduce internal heat.
Hearing the small teapot start to steam, he smiled and responded repeatedly: "Hey! The slave is here."
Tianxia saw him hunched over and quickly jumped up from his seat, pulled Wu Zhonghe's sleeve, and pressed him down on the chair: "Big Companion, what are you busy with again? I said I won't see you next time, I will miss you!"
A teenager, an emperor at that, keeps thinking about you all the time, without any shame.
1002 Eat melon seeds and watch them as if they were TV dramas.
Oh! When will Tong's body be built? I really want to become a human.
Wu Zhonghe laughed so hard that his eyes were almost invisible: "I am also thinking of Your Majesty, so I just gave the order to the imperial kitchen."
Yan Chengyu also knew that he couldn't sit still, so he muttered a few words and didn't try to persuade him.
He glanced and saw a cup of new tea in front of his father, so he picked it up and sniffed it.
The taste is different, so I just opened my mouth and drank it without any hesitation, and it went down my throat in a gulp.
"Dad, what kind of tea is this? It tastes really good!"
Emperor Mingxi glanced at him indifferently and said, "This is a new tribute from Lingzhou. It just arrived today. I haven't tasted a single bite yet."
Yan Chengyu chuckled, pinched his fingers, and walked behind the emperor, rubbing his back and shoulders very attentively: "Dad, you are too formal. You and your son are still different. If I drink, you drink, right?"
He felt it was perfectly reasonable, and his expression was calm and certain.
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