Seeing his son lying on his belly with his mouth open and looking very comfortable, the emperor couldn't help but have some bad thoughts.
He picked up a plum and casually threw it into the little fat boy's mouth.
The unaware little fat boy held it in his mouth happily, but in less than half a moment his chubby face wrinkled into a bun.
"Woo——" The little fat boy closed his eyes and kept groping on the small coffee table with his hands.
Emperor Mingxi saw that he was hissing from the sourness and quickly brought him a glass of water.
"Is my son jealous? He is so careless." The emperor didn't even blink.
The little fat boy drank the water and after hearing this, he raised his little face to look at Emperor Mingxi.
The emperor poured the tea without blushing or beating his heart.
The little fat boy looked away, pointed at his mouth and said, "The fish doesn't like it."
The emperor quickly picked out some candied fruits for him, and only then did the little fat boy stop looking at him suspiciously.
The prince's carriage was extremely spacious, with hidden compartments and boxes everywhere.
There are countless candied delicacies.
The little fat boy was very familiar with this place, so he started digging with his butt sticking out.
The emperor frowned slightly, thinking that he was looking for something to eat again.
Looking at his son's round belly, he was about to hold down his fat hand.
The little fat boy took out a charcoal pencil and some smooth paper.
His Majesty accepted these things that did not belong to Dazhao well.
In a sense, the residence of gods must be far superior to the mortal world.
"Dad, I want to do my homework~" The little fat boy sat upright in a corner. The carriage was covered with soft cushions, and the occasional bumps did not affect his writing and drawing.
The emperor took a look and saw a mess of symbols.
Fortunately, he had been with the fat boy for a long time and could understand some of it.
"My son is diligent and hardworking, but your father is far inferior to you." Emperor Mingxi knew how to flatter people.
Sure enough, the little fat kid tried hard to pretend not to care, but in fact his ears were erect and his mouth was curled up.
"It's good that Xiao Yuan knows~"
"How presumptuous." The emperor said casually. While peeling nuts for the little fat boy, he leaned in to watch him write and draw.
Mathematics is magical.
The emperor became obsessed with it without realizing it.
He was afraid that his life would soon end, so he tried his best to govern the country well and leave a peaceful and prosperous life for his son.
It seems that I am with the little one every day, but the actual time I spend together is very little.
His Majesty is just trying his best to spend time with his children.
This was the first time he had carefully examined such a mysterious structure.
"Why is Yuer learning these?"
The little fat kid didn't even raise his head: "Ding Ding said that a fat kid who can't do math is not a good fat kid. Ding Ding also said that this will make me the most powerful emperor~"
The emperor was silent.
The little fat boy was still waiting for his father to ask him something when he saw him lowering his head and slowly peeling the fruit.
The little fat boy pushed his hands together and squeezed his chubby face into a pancake. "Father, in Yu'er's heart, you are the most powerful emperor and the most beautiful emperor~"
Forgive the fat kid with a limited vocabulary, he is only good-looking and pretty.
After all, no one had ever taught him how to compliment someone on their appearance.
Emperor Mingxi paused, a hint of helplessness between his brows: "I am truly flattered."
"Don't be surprised, hehe!" The fat baby grinned and smiled foolishly for a while, then wiped the corner of his mouth.
After confirming that there is no saliva, continue with the questions.
The little fat boy was deceived by the emperor and was in a state of shock. The emperor looked at his actions with a little confusion in his eyes.
This time, the child seemed more innocent and childish than before.
He is no longer burdened with worries, and there is no gloom between his brows.
Emperor Mingxi was happy for him, but he could not hide his worry.
He knew his children best; they were too sensible and thoughtful.
Deep love does not bring longevity, and extreme wisdom will bring harm.
I am happy that he has returned to his old self, but I am also worried that he is hiding something from me.
"Is my son hiding something from his father?" the emperor asked calmly.
The little fat boy raised his head blankly, looking at Emperor Mingxi with a pair of innocent and clear big eyes.
He scratched his chubby face.
Think very seriously.
"The fish are eating more?" He would still feel embarrassed.
Emperor Mingxi: "..."
On which day did you eat less?
But the emperor did not dare to say this.
He had no choice but to ask indirectly: "Your mother--"
The little fat boy was even more confused. He pouted and said unhappily, "Who are the Queen and Queen Mother? Why did Father and Ding Ding both want to tell me? I asked Ding Ding, but he said he didn't know."
His Majesty was shocked.
He hugged the little fat boy in his arms, and his cold face showed a rare anxiety.
"Is Yu'er feeling unwell?"
How could he forget about someone out of the blue? Did he hit his head or was he poisoned?
After looking at his chubby son over and over again, the emperor still couldn't hide his worry.
But he wanted to call the imperial physician, and the fat boy refused to cooperate.
It was said that Doctor Zhao's hair was gray and that he needed to rest well to have black hair. (It was making a fuss in the middle of the night because 1002 was scaring him that his hair would turn gray if he didn't sleep well.)
Even though the little fat baby twisted and turned in his arms, he said that he was very healthy and could drink two more bowls of milk.
His Majesty is also worried.
Faced with the resistant child, the emperor had to give up the idea of calling in the imperial physician.
I just thought in my heart that I should ask the imperial physician to check on him after he fell asleep.
Seeing the worried look on the eldest brother's face, 1002 hesitated whether to tell him.
But the main system didn't want him to interfere too much.
As soon as Emperor Mingxi got out of the carriage, he summoned the people accompanying him for questioning.
Prince An and others came over to take a look, and when they saw that the little prince was not next to the ice maker, there was a hint of fear in their eyes.
Especially looking at the emperor's cold face and frosty eyes.
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