As expected, the little prince, who was wagging his tail like a puppy and circling around the queen mother, immediately pouted.
The tender face was filled with sadness, and the big eyes that sparkled like stars were filled with darkness.
He was trying hard not to cry.
The dignified Empress Dowager, the biological mother of the emperor, made her beloved grandson cry, but she just stood there blankly, feeling extremely guilty.
Nanny Yu really wants to ask the Empress Dowager, why do you always bring up things that are not related to the topic?
But this was her master, so she had to smooth things over: "Your Highness is wearing a dragon robe, and he looks so majestic. When I see him, I feel his majesty is intimidating!"
The fat baby who usually would squint his eyes and grin when praised by people close to him just managed to curl up the corners of his mouth today.
He casually said to the Empress Dowager, "Grandmother, Ding Ding is busy. Yu'er knows everything, so don't tell Ding Ding."
In the little fat boy’s heart, these are the people he loves the most.
Even if they leave and don't want the fish anymore, the fish still love them the most.
His grandmother was also his favorite.
Although the fat baby really wanted to ask, didn’t Ding Ding say that he would always stay with the fish?
But eight out of ten things in life are not satisfactory, and the little fat boy understands it.
He could only try his best to hide his emotions.
And he is not like when he was a child. He would cry every day and think about it every day if he couldn’t find it.
He would dig a hole in his heart, bury all the bad emotions in it, and then keep himself very busy.
This way you won’t cry.
No one likes a fat crying baby.
The fat baby and his grandmother finished their meal together and chatted for a while, and then the empress dowager left.
She also had a task entrusted by the fat boy. The Baoqing Palace had been repaired and was ready for the little prince to start school.
The Queen Mother will also participate in the teaching at that time.
If she doesn't get bored, Fatty is planning to send the Empress Dowager there when a school is built in the capital.
It's so boring to stay in the palace and look at the green bricks and green tiles.
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His Majesty is free today, so he comes to visit the little fat boy.
The little fat boy was so surprised that his previous depressed mood disappeared. From the moment the emperor stepped into the lecture hall, he followed him like a puppy.
He has become accustomed to visiting his father on his own initiative these days.
When His Majesty saw what the fat boy was wearing, the five-clawed golden dragon on his body paused for a moment, and his eyebrows raised slightly: "Your Highness is so lucky. Have you changed into another dragon robe? I don't have so many court robes."
After he finished speaking, he turned around and walked around the entire lecture hall.
The little fat boy had no idea what he meant and just stood there with a mixture of heartache and confusion on his face.
Seeing the emperor rummaging through the bookshelf, he raised his head and quickly chased after the emperor.
Become the little follower behind him.
When Emperor Mingxi heard footsteps, he stopped what he was doing, put his hands behind his back and looked back: "Why are you following me? I can't watch anymore."
When the emperor saw his son, he liked to tease him most of the time. If he cried, he would hold him in his arms to comfort him out of pity.
The little fat boy grinned, as bright as a spring flower.
Wu Zhonghe sighed that the little prince was becoming less and less like a mortal as he grew older.
"Look, Xiao Yuan~" He said this and fell softly towards the emperor, without a trace of fear on his little face.
The little guy is extremely stable, and his father will definitely take care of him.
As expected, the emperor leaned forward and picked up the child. He pinched the little fat boy's soft face and asked, "What's the matter?"
He followed me around, acting shyly, and never read or talked about politics.
You have something to ask of me again.
"Xiao Yuan likes it, so I'll let you wear it." When asking someone for help, you have to give them some benefits. The little fat guy knows this very well.
In the past, it was just one kiss, but now there are many kisses. My father doesn’t care about it anymore, and he has learned to give gifts.
He said as he gently pulled up his collar.
Emperor Mingxi saw that he had been pulling at the collar for a long time without any movement, and his face was full of heartache. He said, "My son is wearing it properly."
The little fat boy was beaming with joy, agreeing with him very much, without even pretending: "The fish wants to go out and play, find it~"
"Can I stop you?"
The fat baby scratched his face and said bluntly, "It will take just as long as last time. Daddy is waiting at the door. Fish is telling you not to wait for me!"
When the world ends, the emperor, who has turned into a stone looking at his son, lowers his eyelashes and curls his lips: "I have never waited."
But the fat baby looked at him and giggled, as if to say, "Don't lie to the fish."
The shameless feudal father agreed with red ears, and handed the fat boy a piece of blood-red jade.
"Wear it close to your skin."
His Majesty spoke concisely.
In the past, the little fat boy always gladly accepted whatever Emperor Mingxi gave him, but today, looking at the blood-red color, for some reason, he had the urge to refuse.
The little fat boy wanted to say something, but his father, who looked calm and composed, had an indescribable fatigue in his eyes.
So that he couldn't say no.
He had no choice but to stretch his head and let the emperor put the jade pendant around his neck.
The apricot yellow dragon robe matches the blood red color, which is indescribably rich and luxurious.
Emperor Mingxi saw that his youngest son was clearly unwilling, but he saw that he had changed his mind. Now he was looking at him with wide eyes and heartache.
This made the emperor feel as if a warm current flow through his heart, and he was in great mood.
A loving father and a filial son are the highest virtues in the world, and it is also a joy.
"My son, go now. I'm leaving first." It seemed that he came here just to give the jade to the little fat boy. As long as the little fat boy wore it, he would be very happy.
He left no trace when he came, and left without any regrets when he turned around.
It seems there are more important things to do.
The fat boy stood at the door of the hall, watching the tall figure gradually disappear into the distance. He suddenly felt a little panicked and shouted loudly, "Father!"
The emperor, who was about to step onto the imperial carriage, paused, turned back and looked at him from afar.
The dark eyes flashed with a glimmer, as if asking: What's wrong, my son?
"See you tonight." When the little fat boy saw him turning around, a big smile appeared on his face, and his lost eyes were covered by his long eyelashes.
All that remained was a smile as warm as pearls.
The usually cold-blooded emperor also laughed and nodded seriously.
The fat baby felt much more at ease and changed his clothes with the help of Jiang Yuanxing. He was about to leave the palace.
He used to need Jiang Banban to hold his hand, but now he can walk steadily.
Looking at his serious companion, the fat boy said, "This is the first time I have seen Xiao Yuan's back."
Jiang Yuanxing is not stupid and has always followed the little prince.
He knew that in the past, His Majesty always watched His Highness walk, but this was the first time that His Highness watched His Majesty walk.
He didn't say anything either, because the little fat boy didn't need anyone to talk to him.
The little guy was just expressing his feelings.
He was so familiar with the way out of the palace that he had been to Prince An's Mansion countless times.
The little fat boy thought that he would see Gungun waiting for him in front again, but he didn't expect that it was Wen Hui's mother who came this time.
There is also the chief secretary of the royal palace.
"Where's Gungun?" the little guy said this so innocently.
Prince An was in his forties, but the little prince called him like a four-year-old baby.
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