Wu Zhonghe took a look and felt a surge of shock in his heart.
He lowered his head and focused his mind, fearing that the little prince would notice something.
"I obey your command."
No one dared to neglect the Crown Prince's instructions, and Wu Zhonghe responded very quickly.
The little fat boy was waving the red jade in front of him: "Big Buddy, do you know what this is? It's redder than fish blood!"
Wu Zhonghe didn't even dare to glance at Hongyu, he just kept his head down and said, "I haven't seen it either."
"Okay then!" The fat baby talked to his friend for a while.
His eyes blinked, just like the stars hanging in the sky.
Seeing that he was sleepy and had something on his mind, Wu Zhonghe naturally tried hard to coax him to sleep.
The little guy was very easy to coax. As long as he knew that Emperor Mingxi would come and sleep with him, he would close his eyes obediently.
It doesn’t matter if you can’t see it before going to bed or when you wake up.
As long as father lies down, savior will come.
Wu Zhonghe waited for a while until the little prince began to breathe evenly. He then quickly called the palace servants to take good care of the prince.
I hurried to where His Majesty was.
It’s not that Eunuch Wu wants to file a complaint, but what His Highness ordered is related to the Holy Trace.
The emperor is so smart that he is almost a demon. If he looks at her a few more times and the emperor finds out, he will definitely be beaten.
What Emperor Mingxi said about going to change clothes was true.
Blood was oozing from the chest, so it had to be bandaged again. If too much blood gushed out, the little fat boy would inevitably smell it.
His Majesty took great pains to prevent the children from noticing anything.
First, she changed all her pajamas into drawstring ones, and then she asked someone to use some light fragrance every day.
He gently took off his inner clothes, and the dried blood stuck his skin and clothes together.
Even the emperor, who could remain calm even in the face of a catastrophe, had beads of sweat on his forehead.
"You little chubby brat. You made me bleed so much." Emperor Mingxi pursed his lips and carefully uncovered the clothes on his chest.
He said he disliked the little fat boy, but the tenderness in his eyes was almost flowing out.
He is tough on the outside but soft on the inside.
His Majesty will not show off his strength. He should not overwork or touch heavy objects now.
I picked on the child today to see if I could stop hugging him.
Who knew that before he could say a few words, the little guy's mouth pouted and Emperor Mingxi could no longer hold back.
"My nemesis." The emperor sighed, closed his eyes, and with a wave of his hand, he tore off the sticky inner garment.
Ruyu's face turned pale in an instant, and the piercing pain made his body tremble.
"Knock knock—" There was a slight knock on the door.
Emperor Mingxi said without turning his head: "Come in."
Only the imperial physician and Wu Zhonghe can come in here, and the emperor is too lazy to look.
He didn't even try to hide it, but just lowered his head and applied medicine to himself.
Wu Zhonghe had been keeping his head down, but when he heard the emperor's humph, he couldn't help but glance sideways.
This caused his pupils to constrict and he was unable to move.
The emperor had a tall figure, but his chest was stained with blood. At that glance, he happened to see the emperor wiping his chest.
Let Wu Zhonghe see the hole as big as a soybean on his chest, no, there are more than one.
There were two deep holes, as if they were drilled by something.
Blood was still oozing out.
After staying with His Majesty for a long time, Wu Zhonghe has become a shrewd person.
He knew all these things, but hearing about them was nothing compared to seeing them with his own eyes.
"Why did Wu Ban come here?" Emperor Mingxi casually sprinkled medicine powder on his heart and began to wrap it with white cloth.
His tone was very gentle, as if he was in a very good mood.
Ever since Wu Zhonghe took that look, his heart has been pounding and he dared not say a word.
He felt that the next moment, his heart was about to jump out of his throat.
He tried hard to suppress the panic in his heart and was about to speak, but the pause for a moment made the emperor notice.
Emperor Mingxi put on his pajamas, tilted his head slightly, and a question escaped from his lips: "Hmm?"
Instead of serving Yu'er, you come to me and stare blankly.
The emperor didn't think Wu Zhonghe was scared, after all, this imperial steward had also been to the battlefield.
It's just a small scene.
Wu Zhonghe was sweating profusely, his back hunched. "Your Majesty, please forgive me. This is about the Crown Prince. I was just thinking about how to explain it."
The emperor raised his eyebrows slightly, and became interested: "What did that little bastard say to you?"
He looked at Wu Zhonghe, as if sneering at the incompetence of this imperial steward.
Seeing that Emperor Mingxi was not angry, Wu Zhonghe moved closer and told him what had happened.
"Good boy, you actually ordered the people around me to spy on the emperor." The emperor smiled, but the excessive emotional fluctuations aroused the wound on his heart, making him quickly stop smiling.
"Didn't you tell him that this is a capital crime?" Emperor Mingxi glanced at Wu Zhonghe.
The horrified chief steward was stunned for a moment, raised his head slightly, and looked at the emperor dimly.
How dare you ask this of a servant? Isn't it because you spoiled me?
You can kneel before the prince, so what's the big deal about ordering servants around?
Everything he wanted to say was written on his face, so the emperor could see it clearly at a glance.
"Just say that I read books occasionally, and everything else is the same as usual." Emperor Mingxi thought for a while and said it casually.
The tension subsided, and relying on his personal experience with His Majesty and the Crown Prince, Wu Zhonghe said, "Your Majesty, His Highness is very similar to you. I'm afraid that reading books cannot be hidden from His Highness. Now the handling of government affairs is very orderly. I dare not play these tricks in front of His Highness."
Wu Zhonghe mentioned the little fat boy every time he spoke.
If the tongue-tied Xie Ruyi heard this, he would definitely ask him to write a book called "The Art of Speaking", which would surely be a bestseller both at home and abroad.
Upon hearing this, the emperor frowned slightly. It wasn't that he was unhappy, but it was a difficult problem for him to hide it from his son.
"There are only a few months left until his birthday. Just tell him that I am busy preparing a birthday ceremony for him." Emperor Mingxi made the final decision.
Of course, he couldn't tell the little fat boy this directly, so Wu Zhonghe had to think about how to say it.
He believed that Wu Ban would not let him down.
"My son will be six years old after the Lunar New Year. In previous years, I thought he was rich and powerful, so I didn't prepare anything. I only took him out for an outing that day. Now he runs out of the palace every day, so these outings are nothing. I will take this opportunity to prepare for him and dispel his suspicions."
The emperor said as he walked out.
Wu Zhonghe looked at the majestic and imposing Majesty and thought to himself, for the young prince, the best birthday gift would be the health of his family and friends...
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