"No solution, no solution." The little fat boy didn't know that his father spent half of the day thinking about him.
What he didn't know was that many times, what his handsome dad asked were things he had already known.
The fat baby clung to the emperor's waist tightly like a red panda.
Faint fragrance, warm temperature, the little fat boy took a deep breath.
I just feel that my father’s arms are the safest place.
The mood of the matter is right now, and there is nothing wrong with the little god.
Emperor Mingxi looked at his somewhat tired eyes, said nothing more, and just stroked his back silently.
"father."
I don’t know how long it took before I heard a soft call from my arms.
The emperor lowered his eyes: "Hmm?"
"If I do something cruel, will you still love me?" The little fat boy's eyes flickered, and his fingers kept twirling the emperor's robe.
He seemed to have done something very bold and embarrassing.
That’s why I have to ask the person I love the most, if I am not myself.
If I don't have a pure heart, if I don't love the people, I am not pure and filial.
Will you still love me?
Emperor Mingxi was in a trance for a moment, as if someone had asked him the same question a long time ago.
Before he could even think about it, his instinct had already given him the answer: "Dad can."
It was like stars rising in the dark sky, twinkling in the little fat boy's eyes.
He was visibly happy and was jumping up and down to go to the place where he was going to study.
When they reached the palace gate, the emperor saw him turning back in panic and pulled out a hairpin from his arms.
The little fellow's cheeks were slightly red, and he moved step by step to the side of the emperor, and stretched out his fat hand: "Father, this is for you. The fish is very happy."
He felt embarrassed because it was just made of wood.
The emperor's mind moved, and he slowly stood up. The light golden dragon robe on his body shone brightly, sweeping across the ground like a light cloud.
"I am also very happy." He took the hairpin and raised his hand to pull off the jade crown.
The black hair fell like a waterfall. Emperor Mingxi picked up the wooden hairpin, and Wu Zhonghe was about to tie up his hair.
The emperor raised his hand to stop him and tied his hair into a bun with his own hands.
The little fat boy covered his eyes, looked for a while and then ran away.
Emperor Mingxi looked at it from afar for a while, then sat down again and tapped his fingers lightly.
"I will go visit the Queen Mother later." A faint voice floated in the hall.
After saying this, he lowered his eyes slightly, his gaze suddenly darkening.
The vitality he had just had when talking to the fat boy was gone, and he became a fairy on a high jade platform, without any sadness or joy.
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The little fat boy took out a blank imperial edict from the imperial desk.
The palace people were not surprised.
Jiang Yuanxing ground ink for him and watched the little prince raise his hand to write something on the imperial edict, but his hand remained suspended in mid-air and did not move.
He was a little surprised, but said nothing.
Although His Highness is naughty, he rarely plays with imperial edicts.
There was such a time, but it was written when I was very young.
At that time, he didn't know the meaning of the imperial edict, he just liked to imitate the emperor.
"Banban, I want a piece of paper as big as this one." The chubby little hand pointed at the imperial edict.
Jiang Yuanxing bowed, took out the paper and spread it out for him.
The little fat boy gestured a few times on the paper, looking struggling, and no one knew what he was thinking.
Thinking of the question the prince asked His Majesty, Jiang Yuanxing became curious.
What exactly is Your Highness going to do?
Perhaps because he had been looking at it for too long, the little fat boy threw away his pen and looked up at him: "Banban, what are you looking at?"
The young prince looked very much like an emperor, and his tone was so childish.
But the moment he raised his eyes, Jiang Yuanxing was still a little shocked.
"Your Highness has always been free to follow his own will, but today you have been slow to start writing. This servant is somewhat surprised."
Seeing that he looked a little frightened, the little fat boy pursed his lips and whispered, "Banban is afraid of me?"
Jiang Yuanxing was startled. Seeing a hint of loneliness in the little prince's eyes, he wanted to answer in a panic.
I want to tell the prince that I don’t have it.
But the little fat boy had already glanced away and didn't look at him.
He leaned on the imperial desk, took the imperial pen, and wrote the imperial edict stroke by stroke.
The little prince was born smart and focused on his studies.
He is no longer the illiterate and uneducated kid who was laughed at by the emperor.
About a quarter of an hour later, he put down the imperial pen and lowered his head to carefully read the imperial edict he had written.
There was no regret in putting pen to paper. The little fat boy no longer had any previous entanglements in front of him. He picked up the imperial edict and blew on it with his cheeks puffed out.
As cute as before.
"Banban, go and announce the decree."
He handed the imperial edict to Jiang Yuanxing, who was extremely shocked.
Is he the one who is responsible for reading the imperial edict?
Jiang Yuanxing approached the little prince step by step, raising his hands above his head.
His hands were shaking. The little fat boy placed the imperial edict in his hands and said, "Go."
He didn't know what the young prince had written, nor did he know what the prince was going to do.
Jiang Yuanxing's life was saved by the little prince, so naturally he would not disobey him.
However, when he thought of what His Highness had said to the Emperor, he was worried that the little prince would regret it.
"Your Highness, have you left?" Jiang Yuanxing asked again.
The little fat boy looked out the window with a determined look: "Let's go together."
As if understanding Jiang Yuanxing's worries, the little fat boy raised the corners of his mouth slightly and added with a smile: "Don't be afraid."
Jiang Yuanxing calmed himself down, took the imperial edict and left.
They even took a desperate stance.
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The emperor refused to leave Yongshou Palace.
The Empress Dowager served tea three or four times, but the Emperor still sat there, looking calm and composed.
"Emperor, look, it's getting late..." The empress dowager hesitated to speak.
Emperor Mingxi then looked out the window and said, "Yu'er is still busy at this moment."
The Queen Mother squeezed the Buddhist beads in her hand, disregarding her manners, and gnashed her teeth, "Then the Emperor comes to disturb me?"
Give birth to a heartless piece of iron.
Every day my son would bring me something and come to my house for tea.
Even though he has drunk so many cups of tea, his attitude doesn’t necessarily seem to be that soft!
All you do is show off to me the gifts my son gave me. You're such a conceited villain!
The empress dowager turned her eyes and saw what the emperor was wearing on his hands, the hairpin on his head, and the one around his waist.
I just closed my eyes, out of sight, out of mind.
She really didn't want to listen to her stern-faced son bragging to her in a dry and cold tone about how Yuer prepared for his birthday.
She also cooked longevity noodles for him and lit a lantern for all people.
She's not jealous either.
"Mother, how can your son's visit be considered a disturbance? Yu'er comes to see your son every day—"
"Get out of here!"
The next moment, the emperor was invited to the outside of Yongshou Palace.
Wu Zhonghe looked at the emperor's slightly raised mouth and followed slowly with small steps.
The sky was dark, and the last ray of light was taken back by heaven and earth. The emperor stood with his hands behind his back, feeling extremely happy.
Next time, I will come again.
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