How could the prince put the emperor under house arrest? It was the emperor who condoned him and tied himself up in the Purple Palace.
The young prince, who had recovered, did not hesitate to mention the emperor in front of others, so within a week after the palace coup that day.
The minister came to a surprising conclusion.
Oh my god, His Majesty is really under house arrest by the Crown Prince!
Your Majesty is really getting old and confused. He has placed the five-year-old prince under house arrest. Even if the prince is the reincarnation of a god, that is not acceptable!
After all, the emperor has a group of loyal ministers who can use the channels of secret reports to ask about the emperor's well-being?
It's a pity that these ministers are so anxious that their white hair is getting shorter and shorter, and they can hardly hold a hairpin.
The emperor waited until the prince fell asleep before slowly handing out a letter from the palace.
The old ministers gathered together, eagerly waiting to save the emperor from danger.
Who would have thought that on the letter, there were only a few large characters written in a flowing handwriting: I have nothing to do, let him go!
These few short words made the ministers look at each other in bewilderment, as if they had become part of the play between father and son.
If I wasn't afraid of losing my head, I would probably spit on the ground and say hatefully: There's no hope for this madman.
It is worth mentioning that this idiom "Crazy Man" was said by Xie Ruyi, and the little fat boy learned a sentence or two from it.
The one who really brought him to prominence was the emperor. The emperor had a sharp tongue and a heart of blood, and he would look down on those who were useless and unsatisfactory.
It's just a word of madness.
The emperor never imagined that one day this word would be used to describe himself.
Although he no longer had Hongyu, he had discovered a way to make ice, and all the ice cubes he made were used by the little prince.
He still lived in the Ziyu Pavilion, which was surrounded by ice. The people serving him were wearing thick cotton coats, but he was wearing a thin spring shirt.
As soon as the queen stepped into this place, she shuddered involuntarily.
She had also been back in the palace for half a month and would often come to visit the little fat boy.
"Bring some more ice." The queen was so cold that she rubbed her nose from time to time, but she still asked the palace servants to add more ice.
As she approached, she saw beads of sweat on her son's face.
The little fat boy was too attentive and didn't look up at her until she spoke: "Mom."
The baby is so cute, the pink on his cheeks is as bright and juicy as the tip of a peach.
The Queen recalled the few times she had seen His Majesty and clumsily imitated what His Majesty did.
After all, the emperor had spent little time with the little fat boy, so he was used to it, but Jiang Shuhui was a little unsure of her strength.
When she was taking off the jade crown from the fat boy, she pulled out a few strands of hair.
The little fat boy was obviously in great pain, but he pursed his lips tightly and didn't say a word.
With the jade crown in hand, the queen exclaimed, "Mother didn't mean it. Why didn't you tell me?"
She stroked the little guy's black hair with heartache.
The chubby baby raised his little face and said sweetly, "It's okay, just a few strands of hair."
He is most afraid of pain and has been spoiled.
Even an adult would not be able to bear having a few strands of hair pulled out, let alone a child like him?
Tears welled up in my eyes.
The more well-behaved the little guy became, the more sad the queen felt. She disliked her own clumsiness and held the child in her arms: "Yu'er, when will you reconcile with His Majesty?"
Without Your Majesty, the child is so distressed.
The little fat boy never lowered his head for a moment because he didn't want his tears to fall.
There was a look of grievance on the fair little face, but also an unusual determination: "Father did something wrong. When he comes to his senses, Yu'er will go find him."
With a trace of deep longing in her big eyes, the queen looked around and looked at the piles of memorials.
Then I came to my senses and thought, if I didn't want to numb myself, why would I work so hard all night?
She opened her mouth and wanted to say something else.
Outside the hall, someone came in a hurry to report something.
The little fat cub jumped up like a raccoon whose tail was stepped on, "Mother, the fish are going to be busy!"
The queen was left kneeling there, feeling terrified. If it were the past, she would have been happy to see the two of them get along.
But this time, she always felt uneasy and wanted the father and son to reconcile as soon as possible.
Both of them have a mouth, why would they be dumb if they don't speak? Why not just open their lips and apologize properly?
Why torture like this!
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