The little fat boy pressed his face against the emperor's neck and rubbed it gently.
"He vomited blood and gave me this. His skin was wrinkled, his eyes were bright, and he wanted me to save the people."
"I know. Jia Si has reported this to me. I also know that Your Highness is excellent."
I also learned this word from the little fat boy.
The little fat boy's body was still trembling slightly. The emperor didn't mind the smell of blood on his body at all, but just coaxed him all the way.
The frightened fat baby slowly closed his eyes.
The emperor gently took the white cloth from his hand and held him horizontally while sitting on the dragon throne.
He wanted to put the child down, but he started shaking as soon as he did.
How can His Majesty be willing to do this?
"Have you found out anything?" There was a storm in the emperor's eyes and a gloomy expression.
"Everywhere is peaceful, there is nothing unusual." Jia Er knelt on the ground.
"Heh." A sneer appeared on the emperor's lips. He was anxious to clean up after seeing that he was alive.
He gave Wu Zhonghe a look, and he took the white cloth, put a layer of paper underneath, and spread it out on the table.
Smelling the thick and disgusting smell of blood, Wu Zhonghe looked at the emperor who had a blank expression.
Even though he knew in his heart how much His Majesty loved the Prince, he couldn't help but sigh that His Majesty's love for his son far exceeded that of others.
Although he likes cleanliness the most, he makes exceptions again and again.
Thinking of the Queen Mother's indirect hints to ask him to find out about the Emperor's entry into the harem, Wu Zhonghe sighed.
I'm afraid that for the sake of this beloved son, Your Majesty will never enter the harem in this lifetime.
He would not allow anyone to have the idea of disobeying the prince.
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