He wanted to go find his big friend.
Otomo loves him the most.
The fat baby, who was very active, pinched his face and walked out of the hall alone, with the palace servants following him from a distance.
It rained last night, and the air is extremely humid. The tender buds on the trees are vying to sprout, and the colorful flowers are vying for splendor.
In the past, the little fat boy would always stop to take a look at such beautiful scenery.
The fish has nothing, so I give it a branch of spring.
The affectionate fish will give a beautiful flower to every pretty sister, praising their everlasting blooming life.
But he was quite selfish. Others gave him a branch, and the emperor gave him a bouquet.
Because he wanted to see his companion very much, the little fat boy walked very fast, and the palace servants behind him almost couldn't catch up with him.
The little fellow pried at the door, gently pushed it open a crack, and called softly, "Big Companion, Big Companion."
He looked around at the quaint facilities and the relatively small room, and the little fat boy was not satisfied with this place.
He thought that he should expand his house in Langxia.
The little fat boy had mentioned it a long time ago, that he wanted to find a new palace for Wu Zhonghe to live in.
Otomo is not a slave who serves everyone, but his relative.
He could still recall that after hearing the story, Otomo was filled with joy and sorrow, tears streaming down his face, and he tried hard to persuade him.
He was overjoyed because the fish loved him, and he was overly sad because of the disparity in their status.
So he could only persuade the little fat boy not to do this. The little fat boy sat down on the brocade stool, wondering when he could do whatever he wanted.
It would have been better if Yu'er had been more sensible in the past. If his father had issued an order, there would definitely not have been so much gossip.
The smell in the room was not pleasant, with a strong aroma and a hint of fishy smell.
He pushed open the window frame without changing his expression, and a cold wind mixed with moisture blew in his face, blowing away some of the accumulated smells.
Since Otomo wasn't here, he would wait for a while.
As sleepiness came over him, the little fat boy vaguely heard some words.
"Our family disagrees!"
“You guys…”
He could not hear the rest of the words because Wu Zhonghe and Jiang Yuanxing came in while talking. When he raised his eyes, he saw the little fat boy sitting on the brocade stool.
The two were stunned for a moment, then knelt down in front of the little fat boy in a daze.
Among them, Wu Zhonghe's expression was very embarrassed and ashamed.
He is old now, and no matter how much he likes cleanliness, his clothes will always have a bad smell if he doesn't change them in time. He is also a eunuch without any roots.
Today, the young prince was on leave. He talked with Xie Ruyi for a while, and then he got so angry that he called Jiang Yuanxing.
After going back and forth, he didn't even pick up the clothes he took off in the room.
Wu Zhonghe didn't mind that Jiang Yuanxing was a eunuch like him, but the young emperor was the emperor of a country and the common ruler of the world.
There was a world of difference between him and Wu Zhonghe. Even if such a person stood in the room, Wu Zhonghe felt that he was being insulted.
"Your Highness, the room smells bad. May I take you outside to sit for a while?" Wu Daban's old face flushed red, and the embarrassment in his eyes almost overflowed.
No one could have imagined that the little fat boy who was the emperor would actually be sitting in the eunuch's room waiting for him.
Even though Wu Zhonghe was the chief steward of the emperor, in the eyes of others, he was just a servant.
He moved in a panic and accidentally saw the open window again. This made him feel extremely ashamed and he wanted to bang his head on the ground.
The little fat boy originally wanted to talk to him, but seeing that he was so frightened and that his big friend kept looking at the window.
With a sudden realization in his mind, he walked up to Wu Zhonghe in two steps and grabbed Wu Zhonghe's hand: "My dear, I miss you."
Wu Zhonghe wanted to give him his heart and tried to coax him, but the words were on the tip of his tongue when he was stopped by Jiang Yuanxing.
The bright eyes of the little fat boy dimmed immediately. He whispered, "Big Companion and Banban are busy. I have to go study and write."
For the little guy, there is nothing more painful than his close friends hiding things from him and being on guard against him.
He turned and left after he finished speaking. Before he turned around, he told Wu Zhonghe seriously: "Daban, no matter what you look like, I will like you."
So, don't mind the smell.
He was obviously sad, but he still had to consider the situation of others. Wu Zhonghe's heart felt like it was burning on fire, and he wanted to chase after him immediately.
Facing Jiang Yuanxing who was holding his sleeve tightly, Wu Zhonghe put on airs in front of others for the first time.
"If your method doesn't work, I will kick you out one by one." He frowned, with a vicious look in his eyes.
Only when you stay in front of the brocade stool, you can feel a hint of tenderness.
Wu Zhonghe was still not satisfied after saying this. He looked at the fat boy's retreating figure and said in a sad voice, "Let him do whatever he wants. Why force him? My little prince is already pitiful enough, and you still want to use tricks on him. I don't know how you convinced the Empress Dowager!"
Such words as killing nine generations of a clan, and the tone of voice even blamed the Empress Dowager, were not something Wu Zhonghe should have said.
He has always been a smart person, so how could he be criticized?
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