"Nonsense!" Su Wanwan retorted, "If you don't like him, why are you pushing him onto Yan Ge'er? He's not your father's son."
"I just don't want to!"
Yan Ge'er did not want to experience the uncertainty of being kidnapped, the anxiety of his mother's disappearance, the fear of his father's suicide, or the devastating blow of his mother being shot by an arrow.
Yan Ge'er's resistance was like a poisoned dagger, deeply piercing Su Wanwan's heart.
That cry of "Let Yan Ge'er be the prince!" was not only a manifestation of fear of palace life, but also a tearful indictment of the tragic past experiences of his biological parents.
Su Wanwan's rebuttal did not truly quell Yan Ge'er's unease; instead, it cast a deeper shadow on his young mind.
In his eyes, those magnificent palaces were nothing more than the maw of a giant beast devouring his parents' flesh and blood.
He didn't ask for much; he just wanted to eat three meals a day in peace and safety, and for his parents to be by his side in good health.
Yan-ge'er is actually a little envious of Yan-ge'er.
Although he hadn't seen Yan Ge'er for a long time, he heard from the palace servants that Yan Ge'er was now being raised in the home of his father's wet nurse, Lady Fengsheng, and was living a peaceful and carefree life, even studying at the school.
Yan Ge'er hasn't been to school for a long time.
My mother was in poor health and could not recover her memory without my help. My father told him to spend more time with her and did not arrange for a tutor to teach her anymore.
He was simply allowed to read and practice calligraphy in his spare time.
He actually wanted to go to school and study.
Su Wanwan looked at Yan Ge'er's stubborn little face and pursed her lips.
You can't force things.
She discussed countermeasures with Lu Xingjian.
What if Yan-ge doesn't want to be a prince or the emperor?
Lu Xingjian raised an eyebrow, "Then give me another son?"
"Dream on." Su Wanwan rolled her eyes. "The imperial physician said that my body is still very weak and it is not easy for me to conceive."
When Lu Xingjian asked her to have a daughter a while ago, she consulted the imperial physician.
The imperial physician spoke tactfully, but in essence, he meant that her body had been damaged, making it very difficult for her to conceive.
"If you want a son, you can have someone else give birth for you."
Lu Xingjian glanced at her sideways and snorted coldly, "Fine, you wait, I'll go have a hundred or a thousand babies with other people and make you furious."
Su Wanwan sat up abruptly and pushed his back hard, almost pushing him off the bed.
"Go, go, go now! If you don't go, you're a little dog!"
Lu Xingjian didn't expect her to suddenly attack. One of his legs had already fallen onto the footstool, and his body was lying face down on the edge of the bed.
I looked up at her.
Su Wanwan stood with her hands on her hips, glaring at her with cold eyes.
Their eyes met, and neither of them spoke.
The air was quiet for a while.
Lu Xingjian: "Woof!"
The pent-up frustration in Su Wanwan's heart was shattered by his sudden, bizarre behavior.
She turned her head away, and a few seconds later she couldn't help but burst out laughing.
He smiled briefly, then immediately put on a serious face, pretending to be still very angry.
Have you no shame?
What a "dog" emperor.
snort.
"Aren't you angry anymore?" Lu Xingjian slowly climbed into bed, wary of her deliberately causing trouble, and carefully lay down, clutching his waist.
"My back..."
"It hurts, it hurts so much..."
"You wicked woman, you hit me at the drop of a hat! I must have had the worst luck in eight lifetimes to marry you, oh dear..."
Hearing his exaggerated, deliberately loud tone, Su Wanwan lightly punched his waist with her small hand.
"Ah!" Lu Xingjian screamed in pain.
Su Wanwan was terrified. "Are you really injured? I'll go get the imperial physician right away!"
As she spoke, she tried to get out of bed and climb over him.
The man pulled her back, and she lost her balance and fell on top of him.
"Why call me imperial physician? You injured me, shouldn't you be the one to treat me?"
"How could I?"
"Do you have hands? If you have hands, you can do it." Lu Xingjian said with a straight face and an arrogant attitude.
"Okay, what should I do?" Su Wanwan was a little uncertain.
Lu Xingjian pointed here and there, making Su Wanwan run around in circles.
Su Wanwan was covered in a light sweat from exhaustion, only to find that this guy had his eyes closed and was enjoying himself immensely.
She finally realized she'd been tricked and sat there sulking.
Lu Xingjian opened one eye and cried out, "Ouch!"
Su Wanwan ignored her.
He propped himself up and moved closer to her, saying, "Ouch?"
"Are you abandoning me?"
Su Wanwan ignored her and said, "Hmph, you're just playing me."
Lu Xingjian deliberately blew a breath in her face.
"Who told you not to speak properly?"
He brushed his teeth carefully with salt, and a fresh, bamboo-scented fragrance wafted towards him.
Su Wanwan pouted angrily: "How am I not speaking properly?"
Lu Xingjian said in a high-pitched voice, "If you want a son, you can have someone else give birth for you."
Who said that?
Su Wanwan's eyes flickered, but she stubbornly asked, "What's wrong with that?"
“If you say that again, I’m going to spank you,” Lu Xingjian said fiercely.
"Go to hell." Su Wanwan rolled her eyes.
"It seems my words have no effect. Today I'll show you what I'm capable of." Lu Xingjian held Wanwan by the back of her head and pushed her down, looking extremely fierce.
Because he was concerned that Wanwan's body wasn't fully recovered, he was always deliberately gentle and didn't dare to go all out.
However, today he suddenly had a different interest.
...
In a daze, Su Wanwan had many dreams.
She dreamt that someone called her "Mother Tiger" and that they were playing and frolicking on the bed.
He hugged and kissed her, rolled around on the bed with her, and even teased her to chase after him and hit him. The two of them chased each other around on the bed.
She tried hard to see the man's face clearly.
In the end, I finally saw it clearly.
It is Lu Xingjian.
It turns out they had such carefree and joyful times.
Su Wanwan's eyelashes trembled slightly as she looked at Lu Xingjian's sleeping face, her expression complex.
Then why does she still have such a strong sense of vigilance, constantly warning herself to stay away from him and not to fall in love?
He's like a dangerous sugar-coated bullet.
It is coated with a layer of honey.
But honey might be hiding gunpowder; one wrong move and she could be blown to pieces.
She couldn't remember what he had done to hurt her, but the lingering fear and vigilance in her heart were so glaringly obvious.
When Lu Xingjian woke up the next day, he was refreshed and had a smile on his lips. "It's time to let Yan Ge'er continue his studies."
“If he understood the principles of things, he wouldn’t be so resistant to becoming emperor.”
Su Wanwan nodded: "Then who should we ask to be his tutor?"
"Yang Zhen cannot observe the mourning period. We must find him another reliable tutor."
Lu Xingjian frowned slightly.
To be a top scholar, one must possess exceptional talent and impeccable character; such individuals are not easy to find.
After the morning court session, he asked Xiao Jing, the Grand Eunuch of the Directorate of Ceremonial, "Do you have any good teachers to recommend?"
Xiao Jing's mind raced, and he bowed, saying, "The Imperial Academy of Ceremonial Affairs will invite scholars from the Hanlin Academy to give lectures. Some of these scholars are quite organized and insightful."
"I just don't know if I'll be of the Emperor's liking?"
Xiao Jing was not a direct subordinate of Lu Xingjian.
He was a member of Empress Xiaosu Zhou's faction.
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