"Your Majesty, the little prince is walking towards the Xuanzheng Hall with great righteousness." Wu Zhonghe carefully considered his words and stood below with his head lowered.
A trace of surprise flashed across His Majesty's eyes: "What happened to him again?"
Wu Zhonghe plucked up the courage to glance at Emperor Mingxi, and the meaning was self-evident.
The emperor was slightly stunned. It seemed that he had not offended the little ancestor in any way.
Just when he was wondering, the little ancestor himself sat on the door sill, swung his legs, twisted his buttocks and walked in.
When the little guy saw that Banban was still in the hall, his anger subsided and he said, "Father!"
The little thing has two faces?
The emperor laughed dumbly: "What's the matter?"
The little fat boy rolled his eyes, trying his best to hide his gaze from Otoko.
But what he was thinking was clearly written on his face and could be seen at a glance.
Wu Zhonghe lowered his head and suppressed a laugh: "This old slave still has something to do──"
Before he could finish his words, the little fat boy couldn't wait to say, "Go get busy, Oban!"
The voice was very excited.
As if realizing that he was too hasty, the little fat boy covered his mouth to hide his ears and steal the bell.
Wu Zhonghe really liked the little prince and went down happily.
Seeing Wu Zhonghe leave, the emperor put down his red brush and asked, "Why is this so secretive?"
The bad boy revealed his true colors and rushed over with stomping feet.
After all, he was his biological son. The little fat boy stopped halfway when he thought of his father's injury.
"Did you take my gold?"
"Just for this?"
"Just for this!"
"Why are you hoping Wu Ban will leave soon?"
The little fat boy pouted and said shyly, "If the emperor took the prince's things, people would laugh at him. Yu'er doesn't want his father to be laughed at."
The wronged emperor was speechless for a moment: "How much more should I thank Your Highness?"
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