Such a person is not worth looking at. It is a waste of time and effort, and it only dirtys his eyes.
The Crown Prince simply turned his body slightly and walked forward leisurely.
If it were in the past, Emperor Xuande would have definitely called the Crown Prince over and scolded him severely.
Because this son never speaks, doesn't care if he's scolded, and there's never any emotion in his eyes.
Today was different. Yan Jiyuan passed by the imperial chariot and vaguely heard intermittent words.
"Queen, fish..."
The Crown Prince suddenly took root there.
"stop."
The people carrying the imperial sedan paused for a moment, and when they saw that it was the crown prince, they felt a little scared.
I heard that this guy is not the same as before now because he raises fish.
He used to be arrogant, but now he is very difficult to deal with.
I want everything to be the best, and I get cold feet when things don't go as planned.
The people carrying the sedan chair hesitated for only a moment, and Emperor Xuande was in so much pain that he naturally wanted to go back to Qianyuan Palace to summon the beauties to serve him.
Seeing that people were hesitant, he cursed them: "You traitors, I will chop off your heads."
"You went to Hanqing Pavilion, right?" Yan Jiyuan was calm.
There seemed to be a mist gathering in his eyes, making it difficult to see clearly.
For no apparent reason, everyone felt a chill down their spines.
His gaze wandered between the emperor and the prince. One was clearly sitting high and mighty in the imperial sedan chair, while the other was holding a wooden basin in a simple and unpretentious manner.
But their identities seemed to be swapped, as if the one standing was the emperor ruling the world.
It's that feeling again.
Ignored and despised, he is weak and helpless.
Emperor Xuande covered his head with his hands, his teeth chattering, and his eyes wide open in anger.
The eunuchs around him lowered their heads and dared not look again.
They knew that if a servant watched something he shouldn't have seen during a dispute between masters, he would lose his head.
They didn't dare to watch, because the scene of the emperor being suppressed by the prince was actually playing out in front of them.
"I went to Hanqing Pavilion, did nothing, and even broke my head."
Emperor Xuande roared loudly. If it weren't for the implicit implication in his words—"I did nothing," the attendants would have thought that Your Majesty was finally no longer afraid of the Crown Prince.
The answer was known to everyone in the palace.
Emperor Xuande was afraid of the Crown Prince, but no one was surprised because they were afraid too.
The Crown Prince then withdrew his gaze, casually sorted out the messy lotus pods, and went to Hanqing Pavilion with the silent Yu Ma.
From beginning to end, he never even looked at Emperor Xuande, as if this person did not exist.
Wherever he went, the palace ladies all lowered their heads and waited quietly by his side.
Emperor Xuande turned around and looked at him, with disgust and a hint of envy in his eyes.
In this world, there are people who are born to stand at the top.
He covered his head and watched the prince walk away inconspicuously, then slapped the imperial sedan chair hard: "I am in great pain, why don't you hurry up?"
"If I wasn't in pain, he—"
Yan Jiyuan suddenly stopped, and Emperor Xuande's words were strangled in his throat.
He felt extremely guilty, fearing that this evil star would go crazy again.
Everyone looked at the crown prince's back at the same time.
It turned out to be a lotus pod that was about to fall off, so the Crown Prince stopped and straightened it carefully.
"Huh——" Almost the moment he raised his foot, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
***
Nanny Yu was like a quail, not daring to say a word.
It was as if the person I just said Your Highness doesn’t like was not me.
Oh my god!
How could she forget that the prince has never been easy to get along with? Could it be that the little prince's cuteness made her let down her guard?
This man was an evil star who had a piece of his head chopped off when he was three years old. Everyone in the palace seemed to have forgotten this incident, but who was not afraid of him?
If this person didn't care, who would dare to talk nonsense in front of him?
Yan Jiyuan frowned slightly, feeling that Nanny Yu was becoming increasingly stupid.
You're halfway through your words and you're not telling me how to position the lotus head.
He had no idea that he was born with the ability to shut people up.
There was no conversation along the way, and Nanny Yu almost ran into the hall.
The Crown Prince calmly stroked his face, straightened his clothes, and then walked in calmly.
Seeing his fat son's eyes light up, the crown prince curled his lips slightly.
I knew it, you little pervert.
"Father~" The fat baby looked at the green lotus pod and his saliva began to flow rapidly.
The Crown Prince carefully embraced his son, patted his back gently, and asked casually, "I was halfway there when I ran into the Emperor. Did he come to Hanqing Pavilion?"
His eyes were looking towards his mother.
The little fat boy was fighting with the lotus pod. He used all his strength to break it open, but the one with more strength only broke half of it.
The fat baby sprinkled a handful of juice, lowered his eyelashes, and slowly peeled the lotus seeds: "One for father, one for fish. One for grandmother, one for fish. One for nanny, one for fish. One for father, one for a handful of fish..."
When the fat baby heard his father ask this, he didn't want to be ignored and wanted to take the credit, so he raised his hands and said, "Ask me~"
As he raised his hand, the remaining juice dripped onto the crown prince's cheek.
The Queen and Nanny Yu stopped moving.
Finished.
The little fat boy noticed that their eyes were not right, so he looked over. He wiped off the juice in a flattering manner and kissed the crown prince on the face.
The thousand-year-old iceberg immediately melted into spring water. His brows relaxed, the corners of his lips curled slightly, and his tone was gentle: "Ask my son."
The little fat boy was so happy that he danced with joy: "Grandma, please protect the fish. The nest is good. Please help me smash the bad guys. And my long red hair."
1002 can't hold it anymore.
It's amazing that such a lisp can speak such a long sentence at once. I can see that he must have practiced it many times in private.
No, can you humans fly to heaven if you are praised, or can your children fly to heaven?
Yan Jiyuan is the best listener and the best father.
Even though he was not very skilled, he awkwardly praised his fat son, emphasizing his great skills and how likable he was.
The little fat boy was so happy that he almost jumped up.
The knees are bent, this is what a child looks like when he is extremely happy.
The Crown Prince thought that Wu Zhonghe was really capable.
You can stay with me in the future and teach me how to raise my son.
The interaction between the father and son made the queen's eyes slightly warm. She said, "Yuan'er..."
The rest of the words were inaudible. The Crown Prince nodded slightly and soon coaxed his son to sleep.
Then he said softly, "Mother."
"It's said among the people that people with noble fates are prone to early death. Even His Majesty suffered a great loss today, which shows that his fate is extremely noble. A humble name is easy to raise, so give him a name and call him that in private."
The queen was too worried, so she believed everything.
Yan Jiyuan frowned immediately and tightened his grip on his son.
He paced the hall for a long time before looking at his son with gentle eyes and softly said, "No need for a cheap name. I don't like this word. He was born noble and deserves to be at such a high position. Yan Shi is no match for a puppet, not my son."
"Don't worry, mother. I will protect him from disaster. As for his name, it will be Chengyu, which means abundant and prosperous."
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