The atmosphere in the palace has changed a lot, and it's not just one person who thinks so.
An imperial decree was issued overnight from the palace, declaring the emperor seriously ill and the Crown Prince alone in charge of government affairs. Countless people sensed the coming storm.
The emperor, who was in his prime, was extremely noble and aloof. Half a year ago, he personally led the army to conquer the two countries and included them in the Great Zhaoyu Map.
What happened last night? Could it be that the five-year-old prince has placed His Majesty under house arrest?
It's really ridiculous.
What kind of person is the emperor? If he is not willing, who can restrain him?
This is indeed the case. Once a person loses his desires, he loses the support of his existence.
They live like zombies, in a daze.
After the golden Buddha turned into dust, the emperor sat in silence all night. At dawn, he staggered out, holding a cup, and walked along the stone wall of the narrow passage.
All the palace attendants knelt down, and the Heavenly Stems and Earthly Branches immediately paid their respects.
His Majesty was in a state of despair, muttering, "My son, my son."
The sorrow of this incident is so deep that no one can help but feel sad when hearing about it.
Most people were puzzled. The little prince was clearly standing in front of His Majesty, so why didn't His Majesty even look at him?
For those who were unaware, everything happened too suddenly. They were just a speck of dust caught up in the great trend.
Even a high-ranking official dared not interfere in the affairs of the royal family.
Therefore, I am full of confusion and can only bury the questions deep in my heart.
It’s just that the little prince is kind and has a high status in the hearts of the palace people.
The palace maids and attendants would look at him again and again in their limited peripheral vision.
The emperor sat there all night, and the little fat boy also stayed awake all night.
He stood there staggeringly, repeatedly rejecting Wu Daban's concern and care.
His eyes were fixed on the secret passage, waiting for the absent emperor.
The little guy is so pitiful.
Without Hongyu's suppression, his rosy mouth became extremely dry and covered with dead skin.
There were only traces of dried tears on the plump and juicy skin.
There were dark spots under his eyes, and his once bright pupils seemed to be wrapped in a layer of black gauze, dark and hazy.
Perhaps it is a gift from fate, or perhaps it is the concern of billions of gods in the universe.
The little fat boy didn't fall down.
In the past, such a high fever would have made him fall into a coma and sweat profusely.
Or maybe it's neither, and all he relies on is his tenacious and innocent heart.
That pure heart that cares about his father.
When the emperor walked out of the secret passage, the palace servant who was looking at the little prince with concern was dazzled by his suddenly bright eyes.
Even though she couldn't stand steadily, she still tried to support the emperor: "Daddy——"
Emperor Mingxi pretended not to hear him, didn't even look at him, and walked mechanically.
The stars that looked like broken diamonds suddenly dimmed, and the red eyes were covered with a layer of mist. It was not a pleasant feeling to be rejected by my father.
The bright little girl has always been loved and pampered. How could she have ever seen such disgust written on her face?
The stubborn little guy followed silently, like a tail following behind Emperor Mingxi.
No one dared to cross them.
Everyone suppressed their surging hearts and dizzy minds, lowered their heads, and slowly followed the little prince.
The fat baby who doesn't sleep has done a lot of things, such as taking a day off today, and he has been in charge of the court these days.
Father must be very, very sad. He needs to have a good rest these days.
The fish will take care of the rest.
My dear boy, do you still remember that you are not feeling well and feel sorry for the emperor?
If you and your son could have shown a little love for yourself, there wouldn't be such a rift today.
The vain little fellow was particularly concerned about his image even when he was sick. His clothes and hair were all decorated with precious jewels, and his jewelry jingled when he walked.
Although a lot was lost after the commotion, the remaining weight was still a considerable burden for others.
The ding-dong ding-dong sound finally awakened the zombie-like emperor.
His slender knuckles gripped the cup tightly, so tightly that his fingertips turned white.
"Don't follow me..." The emperor uttered words of rejection.
The little fat boy lowered his head, remained silent, and followed.
"If you have any conscience, you would not strangle a child in front of his father. Now you regret it -"
Emperor Mingxi's words were interrupted.
The child, who had been hanging his head and feeling guilty, showed great determination and determination in this matter, saying, "I don't regret it, and I never will."
He suddenly looked up, his hands clenched tightly, his body trembling slightly with excitement, his eyes burning like fire.
"I've said it a thousand times, I don't regret it."
Anyone who can ignore his will at this time is more serious than him.
The little fat boy was like someone had touched his reverse scale. Seeing the emperor's stunned expression, he wiped away his tears fiercely and said, "Come here, the emperor is ill, take him to have a good rest!"
Ridiculous, really ridiculous.
The story of the prince putting his biological father under house arrest as told by the princes and ministers was played out dramatically.
This was another conflict between the emperor and the prince.
As the saying goes, when gods fight, mortals suffer.
The palace guards were thinking the same thing at the moment, and they were caught in a dilemma.
The emperor and the little emperor once again decided the winner.
Under the pitiful and stubborn gaze of the little emperor, the emperor said nothing but walked towards the Purple Palace.
This time, the little fat boy did not follow. He looked at the emperor's back from afar, pouting and tears streaming down his face.
You see, you love me to death.
That's why fish won't let you hurt yourself.
Without my father’s love, how can I share my love with others?
The noble status, the prosperous life, the flourishing love, and the new life are all brought to me by you.
As he watched the emperor go away, the little fat boy's eyes changed, and a cold light flashed in his soft and tender pupils.
"Except for Huaqing Palace and Yongshou Palace, turn every other place upside down!"
"Your Highness, Purple Palace..."
"Um?"
The treasure that the emperor carefully protects really looks like him.
If Your Majesty were to return to the future and see this scene, he would probably think of this sentence: The roses I raise are naturally similar to me.
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