They knew him in the past, but 1002 would only talk to the little fat boy.
No one else can see it.
In order to make up for his mistake today, he used all his tricks.
With just this one sentence, his repaired body was half broken again, but this time 1002 did not plan to hibernate, he had to accompany the cub.
After saying this, 1002 no longer had any extra energy to transmit any more messages.
Fortunately, he had Fatty to take care of him when he returned, so he didn't have to waste energy.
1002 didn't care what his elder brother thought. After saying this, he crawled back to Fatty.
He also has to help the little fat boy stimulate his energy.
My little fat boy, your brother is here.
Main System: I, XXX, am a species that has lived for tens of thousands of years and I call myself the elder brother.
Big Brother? Is this the same name as Yu Er's Ding Ding?
Emperor Mingxi looked delighted.
He knew what Ding Ding called him. The little guy had mumbled a few words in front of him, saying that he was the eldest brother on the list.
"Ding Ding, is my son okay?" "Ding Ding, is my son still crying?" "Ding Ding, don't tell Yu'er."
The emperor didn't know that 1002 had left long ago, and he said a lot to 1002 anxiously and worriedly.
As soon as he opened his mouth, he vomited blood, and the emperor wiped it with a handkerchief.
Even vomiting blood could not stop his desire to speak.
Wu Zhonghe looked at the hall blankly. He thought that His Majesty could not accept this fact and had gone crazy.
His Majesty is crazy and doesn't want to live. Let him go with the little prince.
His Highness must have returned to heaven, and perhaps he is still longing to see his great companion.
Wu Zhonghe's tears had dried up, and his voice was hoarse, "Your Majesty, please wake up! The little prince has already returned to heaven. It's been less than two hours."
Only Your Majesty can avenge the little prince. How can you avenge him if you are crazy?
Unexpectedly, after His Majesty vomited blood, he looked at Wu Zhonghe with a bright look in his eyes. He said with joy, "My dear, Yu'er is fine. Please help me get dressed. I estimate that the letter will arrive soon."
"Your Majesty, the secret guards have urgently sent a message saying that the prince has passed away two hours ago. Please don't be like this!" Wu Zhonghe burst into tears.
If His Majesty goes crazy, who can avenge the little prince?
His miserable appearance made Emperor Mingxi, who was in ecstasy, stunned.
The emperor is still the emperor after all, but after a moment's thought he understood the urgency of the matter. He raised his fingertips slightly, his smile unchanged. "You old fellow, you don't even believe what I say. Ding Ding, that person Yu'er always mentions, just informed me of the situation. What's going on?"
Concern leads to confusion. Wu Zhonghe was not the person who was informed, so the emperor could understand some misunderstandings.
After all, he is an old man who has always been by his side, and the emperor has always been somewhat lenient towards him.
But even though he smiled like this, Wu Zhonghe became even more sad.
It's over. His Majesty has gone crazy and lost consciousness. He can even pull Ding Ding out.
In the past, when something happened to the young prince, His Majesty would either vomit blood or fall into a coma. Unlike today, when he is so sick but still looks like a gentleman.
He must be seriously ill.
Dazhao has already lost the heart of the world and must not lose its roots again. At least it must let the sober emperor take charge.
Wu Zhonghe had no choice but to wipe his tears and bow reluctantly.
It's a death sentence anyway, so why not just go crazy with His Majesty for a while?
As a eunuch, he doesn't understand the pain of losing a child.
"Your Majesty is right. I am waiting for it too." Crazy people should be given less stimulation. Wu Zhonghe did not dare to cry loudly. He could only shrink aside and shed tears silently.
The emperor is a very capable person. Just look at him for a few more seconds and you will understand what he is thinking. He just thinks that I am possessed.
Emperor Mingxi shook his head slightly, and suddenly a sense of superiority arose in his heart.
He is the emperor, the ruler of all his subjects, and the supreme being in the world.
Even the rulers of Mobei and Da Chu had to bow their heads before him, but His Majesty never became arrogant or self-willed because of this.
But now he felt inexplicably proud because Ding Ding, who was accompanying his son, came to tell him specifically.
Doesn’t this show Emperor Mingxi’s love for the Crown Prince?
I rejoice in your preference for me.
One of them stood with his hands behind his back, coughing non-stop while waiting for the next letter to arrive; the other one had tears on his face, staring dejectedly at the ground, occasionally reaching out to wipe away his tears.
One is expecting, the other is heartbroken.
The two people were in completely different moods.
The sun gradually set, but the emperor was still looking into the distance, as if waiting for someone who would never come back.
Wu Zhonghe's nose felt sore again when he saw this, but his tears had dried up and his eyes were painful.
What else could he say?
He simply lowered his head and said nothing. He was used to being a wooden man anyway.
"Ahem." The emperor clenched his fists to block the itch that he couldn't control.
In the distance, a black dot gradually appeared. The emperor showed a hint of joy, just like when he was a child, showing Wu Zhonghe the large characters he had written.
"Look." The skinny knuckles tapped lightly into the distance. Even though he was skinny, the emperor's majesty never faded.
Wu Zhonghe subconsciously obeyed the emperor's words and focused his attention on what his majesty said.
Closer, closer, closer.
As the Holy Chariot approached, the Earthly Branch Leader leaped down, his chest heaving, but his face was filled with joy. "The Crown Prince is awake! The Crown Prince is awake!"
He ran two horses to death along the way and didn't even have time to rest. Now he is exhausted.
I just held my breath in my chest and barely held on.
Fortunately, the emperor seemed to be in a good mood, so it seemed that this incident did not cause any serious harm.
The emperor's eyes flickered slightly, and he pointed at the leader of the Earthly Branches. Suddenly, he laughed out loud, "Well, am I right?"
Wu Zhonghe was both surprised and delighted. He threw away the manners he had developed after accompanying the emperor for so long and pulled the leader of the Earthly Branches to question him.
The Earthly Branch Leader was panting, but he patiently replied to Wu Zhonghe, "It's fine, it's fine."
Wu Zhonghe repeated a few sentences, then suddenly covered his face and burst into tears.
He is in his fifties, but he cried like a child.
The emperor ignored him and walked into the palace. "Take a good rest."
The leader of the Earthly Branches responded and then disappeared like a slanting wind and drizzle.
As for the wailing Eunuch Wu, his voice made anyone who heard it sad and anyone who saw it cry. The servants thought that the emperor was dying, and this great companion was crying about his future.
This matter spread to the ministers in the court and caused another uproar.
The emperor didn't want to care about anything. He just wanted the people of Dazhao to become more and more excited.
He wanted to kill these mosquitoes and bedbugs with one slap.
As for him, he needs to take good care of his health. The emperor inexplicably feels that maybe he has really seen his son today.
Does Yuer know how terrible I look like?
Is he still waiting for me?
Yuer, does he hate his incompetent father?
Emperor Mingxi had too many questions to ask.
Changnan Town, Zhao’s Medical Clinic.
The burden that had been weighing on his heart for days was finally lifted from his mind, and the little fat boy fell into a deep sleep.
During the space jump, 1002 protected him tightly, and the space-time storm did not affect the little fat boy's consciousness.
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