There was still a hint of sweetness in the tender voice. The Crown Prince had come, and all the servants in the palace were in high spirits. They bowed their heads and did not look away.
But when I heard him speak, I couldn't help but turn my head to look at him secretly.
Oh my God, the little prince is really a fairy boy who has descended to earth.
The servants in the palace are still slightly better than the common people who can only speak fairy children.
Chubby little babies are usually cute. Being in the palace, they also met many descendants of princes and ministers.
They are all round and smooth, but none of them can touch people's heart at first sight.
The little prince was just wearing a sky-blue round-necked robe. He wasn't smiling, nor did he have any other expression.
It was just a doubt, but those bright eyes were full of spring light and her skin was shining with pearly luster.
Even the best silk doll craftsmen in Beijing could not create such a vivid and beautiful face.
The little prince looks very much like His Majesty. When he looks at others with a puzzled look, he is like the emperor who looks down upon the world and walks down the jade steps.
It's shocking.
"Get out of here," Yan Siyu saw that he was so engrossed that he just followed his words stupidly.
The palace's chief official gave her a look of surprise, which made her swallow the rest of her words.
"The prince has been staying at Prince Ping's Mansion most of the time these days. I have already sent someone to look for him." The little prince came so suddenly that Prince An's Mansion was not even prepared.
The princess had a rift with the prince over the matter of his eldest son and grandson, and she had locked herself in the courtyard and had not stepped out for two years.
Therefore, all the food supplies in the palace are now managed by Yan Siyu.
The father and daughter had talked it out in the past, and now they can’t be said to be happy, but they are getting along well.
But no matter what, as a child, Yan Siyu could not call Prince An "GunGun" in public.
This is treasonous.
Thinking of this, the Chief Secretary of Prince An's Mansion also secretly glanced at the little prince.
I heard that this little ancestor keeps mentioning Your Majesty's name every day!
Fatty: Slander, all slander! The fish is called Xiaoyuan, how can that be considered treasonous? This is a loving father and a filial son. I'm reporting this to the central government!!!
"No need to call Gungun back, I'm here to find Huihui." The names of the grandfather and grandson appeared side by side in the little prince's mouth, which was really weird.
But no one dared to remind the little prince.
The Chief Secretary observed the ceremony and took the little fat boy to the courtyard where Wen Hui lived.
It's winding and seems very remote.
The little guy was very curious, but Prince An's Mansion was not the imperial palace, so the polite fat baby did not look around.
The Chief Clerk was afraid that he might misunderstand, so he carefully explained, "The young master likes quietness, so he asked the prince for this place."
The fat baby suddenly realized what was going on and grinned at Changshi.
He really doesn't look like a powerful little prince. His smile is as soft as a white cloud, floating lightly in front of people.
The little fat boy wanted to say thank you, but Emperor Mingxi had taught him too well, and he listened too much to the emperor.
The emperor once said that as the crown prince, there were things he did that would not only make people feel uncomfortable but also make them feel terrified.
The fat baby understood this. Since he couldn’t say thank you, he could at least smile, right?
The emperor could not bear to destroy his nature, so he said, "Of course it's fine."
The fat baby with perfect affinity did not notice that the Chief Secretary of Prince An was almost staring at him and was reluctant to leave him after he entered the courtyard.
In the end, he was scared away by the cold eyes of the handsome Jiang Banban.
Because the little prince said not to tell Wen Hui, he wanted to give Hui Hui a surprise.
So when Wen Hui was still reading aloud, a pair of chubby hands covered his eyes.
"Guess who I am~" The little fat boy pinched his throat and his voice was extremely shrill.
It feels warm to the touch, with a hint of milky flavor.
Wen Hui frowned, and while trying to pry his hands away from his eyes, he said, "You disturbed me while I was studying, you deserve to be punished!"
He thought it was the servant his mother had found for him. Wen Hui had told Yan Siyu many times, but seeing what his mother was thinking, she still hadn't given up.
Today, they just brought the person in directly.
He thought angrily, how could there be such a book boy who dared to disturb him while he was studying.
The little fat boy had never seen such a harsh and stern look, but the emperor was much more powerful than Wen Hui, so he was not scared.
Just pouting, putting down his hands and saying: "Hui Hui~"
Wen Hui thought he was hallucinating. He stood up from his chair in a hurry, knocking the chair over and messing up the books.
But he had no intention of helping.
He just looked at the little fat boy in surprise and joy: "Brother!"
The two of them immediately hugged each other. Seeing that Wen Hui was about to cry, Jiang Banban felt embarrassed to stay inside any longer.
He just left quietly, leaving plenty of space for the two children.
They haven't seen each other for a long time, since the auction.
His younger brother has been very busy, and Wen Hui is afraid of the emperor, so he has no reason to enter the palace.
He had been waiting at home for a long time, and Prince An couldn't bear to see his little grandson.
He was asked if he wanted to give a message to the little prince, but Wen Hui was surprised for a moment and then shook his head. He didn't want to disturb his younger brother.
In Wen Hui's heart, her younger brother is as important as her mother.
He was so stupid that he only remembered his home address and his mother's name.
He remembered these words clearly because his mother recited them to him day and night.
But after that day, his younger brother came into his life like a ray of light, as if the clouds had cleared away and the sun was shining.
The stupid and dumb Wen Hui not only moved into the palace, but also saw a doctor, and he was no longer stupid or dumb.
The little fat boy gave Wen Hui a second life, and Wen Hui would never forget him again.
I heard that His Highness has repaired the Baoqing Palace, and when His Highness is six years old, he will let the younger generations of court ministers go to school.
Anyone with a discerning eye could see that the emperor was looking for a playmate for the little prince.
After Wen Hui knew about this, he moved into this small courtyard and studied hard day and night.
He is stupid and dumb. When there are more people playing with his brother, how can Huier get close to him?
Of course, the little fat boy will never know why Wen Hui studies so hard.
Wen Hui would never tell him.
"Go out and play!" The little fat boy didn't mean to avoid seeing Wen Hui. He was leaving the palace to go to someone else's house.
His father would always follow him, but he remembered that the Hui people were very afraid of their father, so he never came.
The remote courtyard suddenly became popular. The two of them chased and played in the yard. Wen Hui's laughter made Yan Siyu very happy.
This made Yan Siyu just as happy as the day when her son's father came to her house, but her son only wanted his mother and not him.
The little fat boy fell head over heels because he wasn't paying attention.
Others nervously tried to support him, but he jumped up with a somersault.
The red jade wrapped in the clothes also fell out and swayed around his neck, attracting everyone's attention.
"Brother, what is this?" The bright colors caught Wen Hui's attention, and he couldn't help but ask.
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