Fortunately, His Majesty did not agree, but simply said that everything should remain the same. Although some people expressed their disapproval, no one could refute what His Majesty said.
Seeing that everyone was quiet, the emperor asked Prince Ping, "Is Hua Jin okay?"
The prince of Prince Ping was named Hua Jin. When the prince was born, Yan Hua Jin had already come of age.
Prince Ping was flattered. He didn't know why his brother, with whom he had little kinship, cared so much about his son. "Thank you for your concern, brother. Jin'er is such a loser. A few days ago, he said he was going tiger hunting, but he broke his leg. The doctor said he needs to rest for a few months."
The emperor nodded slightly. Prince Ping had already reported all this. He pondered, "When Hua Jin gets better, have him come to the palace more often to keep the Crown Prince company."
The emperor considered that his youngest son needed a playmate, but among the many ministers in the palace, he only chose the son of Prince Ping, the nephew of Minister Pei, and Wen Hui.
King Ping was dumbfounded. His son was already so big and strong.
You don’t have any brains. What if you offend the prince?
He was stunned for only a moment, then saw the frost in His Majesty's eyes. "Don't want to?"
King Ping shuddered and said, "I dare not."
All we can do is ask the princess to teach that silly son more. No matter what, just follow the prince's lead.
My brother is such a fool. How can a twenty-year-old play with a two-year-old prince?
It was getting late, and everyone left one by one.
The little fat boy wanted to go with his mother, but was stopped by the emperor. He had no choice but to walk in front of Emperor Mingxi with a pout.
Emperor Mingxi was somewhat helpless. "Yuer forgot, who was clamoring to stay up all night with father?"
The little fat boy thought about it and stopped.
It seems that I forgot to tie the nest.
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