Yongshou Palace.
Your Majesty took the secret report handed to him by Tian Gan and read it with fascination.
His inky eyes flashed with tiny phosphorescent light like broken diamonds, and his jade-like face showed the pride of being a father.
"Good boy, good boy!"
The emperor pushed away the teacup handed to him by the palace servant, stood up and paced back and forth impatiently, words of praise constantly flowing from his teeth.
He held up the secret memorial and was fascinated by the words "I am the emperor".
Most parents in the world are like this, hoping their sons will become successful and their daughters will become outstanding.
They believe in their children like fanatical believers, and their hearts are all on their children.
Worry about what he worries about and be happy about what he is happy about.
The child was injured and the parents were heartbroken.
The child cried and the parents couldn't sleep all night.
The child is happy and his parents pray for him.
This is the case for most parents.
Oh, the Queen Mother is not like that. She hates Your Majesty very much now.
Her wrinkled face flashed with anxiety as she listened to her annoying child praising her fat grandson over and over again.
The empress dowager sat calmly in the chair, taking a sip of tea from time to time, and then casually cast her eyes on Emperor Mingxi.
Unfilial son, I have seen you so many times, it’s time for you to let me see you.
It is better to be happy alone than to share happiness with others.
His Majesty, despite the murderous gaze, "jumped up and down" in the Yongshou Palace.
Wu Zhonghe saw that the Queen Mother was almost unable to maintain her graceful and elegant demeanor, and he wanted to step forward and persuade Her Majesty.
But he was worried that the emperor would get angry and vent his anger on him, so he stopped.
Nanny Yu was a bit bolder than him and repeatedly reminded His Majesty: "Your Majesty, the Empress Dowager also wants to see it."
Emperor Mingxi was like someone with cotton stuffed in his ears, wearing headphones and playing heavy metal music. He couldn't hear anything.
The Queen Mother was furious. She slammed the table and stood up suddenly.
He raised his hand and took the secret memorial from His Majesty's hand.
No matter what, she is the emperor's biological mother and the prince's closest blood relative, although she is afraid of her son.
But Emperor Mingxi would not get angry over such a small matter.
How can you not let grandma take care of her fat grandson?
It's outrageous!
Besides, Your Majesty still feels guilty for showing off every day.
After the memorial was taken away from him, he sat down and drank tea.
Then it was the Queen Mother's turn to applaud and shower her with compliments, praising her fat grandson.
"Yuer has the bearing of an emperor!"
"More like an emperor than his father."
"My Fatty Fish looks so wise and mighty when he wears a dragon robe!"
An emperor and a queen mother spoiled their children to no end.
This is how the palace ghost came about.
The fat baby didn’t turn into a troublemaker, it was all thanks to himself.
After her excitement subsided, the Empress Dowager became displeased with His Majesty's flirting and flirting: "My prince is busy with government affairs, how can he find time to come and sit in Yongshou Palace?"
This is really funny, because His Majesty has been going to Yongshou Palace quite a lot these days to show off.
Emperor Mingxi leaned sideways on the pear blossom chair, his chin supported by one hand, and touched the auspicious cloud wood hairpin with the other hand: "Mother, Yu'er said he wanted to cut a hairpin for me. He couldn't bear to leave me today, and he even hugged me and cried with red eyes..."
Wu Zhonghe twitched his lips. He clearly saw the prince beating His Majesty.
And Your Majesty, you were showing off in front of the Queen Mother before I was imprisoned by you. Now that I have been released, why are you still showing off?
Can't you just change someone?
The veins on the Queen Mother's forehead throbbed, and anger burned in her chest: "Get out of here!"
You unfilial son are causing me trouble every day.
After a moment, a familiar scene appeared.
His Majesty was driven out of Yongshou Palace. Inside the palace, the Queen Mother could be heard angrily saying, "What other reason do you have to keep him out of my house?"
The emperor was in a good mood, with his eyes lowered and no words spoken.
Only the identity of his mother can allow him to express his joy, so what does anyone else matter?
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The crowd who were threatening him with this did not speak a word. They seemed to be captivated by the divine light as well, and as if waking from a dream, they remembered that the little prince was a god.
He is also the Crown Prince, Your Majesty's only son.
He could have dealt with these untouchables as he pleased, and there was no need for him to tell them the truth in the rain.
Because he values it, he came here in person.
The crowd sat here quietly because they were sure that the little prince would come.
They thought they had this kind-hearted child under control, but they didn't know that he broke their restraints in such a decisive and self-destructive way.
Silence spread again, but everyone knew that something was different.
Yue Tangning's eyes were bright and his heart was filled with warmth.
She knew that His Highness did this to protect them.
Does Da Zhao really have such a good and wise leader?
At this moment, she was illuminated by the bright light and could not believe it.
There are children like this? There are men like this?
He is only five years old, but he is more responsible than any other man in the world.
Yue Tangning heard sobbing. It was the girls in the factory crying.
Is it Liu Niang and the others? Yue Tangning had heard that girl talk about their first encounter with the young prince more than once.
Every time Liu Niang told the story, she did not despise her absent-mindedness, but instead racked her brains to describe the good things about the little prince.
Yue Tangning agreed with it before, and he agreed with it even more now.
Oh my God, how can there be such a person?
People gathered together, as if something was about to come out, as if something was gathering together.
The five-year-old prince once again won the love of others.
Not because of his identity, not because of his nobility.
Even though he was just an ordinary child, no one would disobey him.
When the little fat boy saw that the crowd had stopped talking, he climbed down with a serious face.
The weather was a bit cold, so he refused the paper umbrella and was eroded by the rain.
At this moment, her little face was pale from the cold and her lips were trembling slightly.
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