For a moment, Di Junlan felt that Murong Jin was not dead, and had even given birth to a child in Jiangnan...
However, the fact that he personally buried the person made him suppress this thought again...
"Your maternal grandfather was the Prince of Zhenbei, so what about your parents?"
Nan Fengyi looked puzzled. "I have no parents, only my maternal grandfather."
Emperor Lan: "..."
That's when I understood why he dressed so elegantly, even though he had no parents.
He knew as soon as the words "Prince of Zhenbei" appeared.
The child was being raised by the Prince of Zhenbei, so naturally he wouldn't be mistreated.
As for parents.
That face completely surprised him; he couldn't believe what his parents looked like.
After all, the only people who could give birth to a child like that, besides Ah Jin, are Huo Yun'er, who bears some resemblance to Ah Jin... and the Prince of Zhenbei.
As for the Prince of Zhenbei, that's impossible. Huo Yun'er isn't even married yet, so naturally she doesn't have any children...
So, was this child picked up by the Prince of Zhenbei?
A coincidence?
Otherwise, how could there be people who look so alike?
Nan Fengyi started yawning. He's still a child, so he naturally needs a lot of sleep.
"I want to sleep, Your Majesty."
Di Junlan had someone wash him up, and said, "Sleep here."
His palace, his bed.
Nan Fengyi naturally wouldn't refuse. He had already wasted a lot of time tonight. His mother said that he should eat when he was supposed to and not starve himself. At the same time, he should rest when he was supposed to, otherwise he wouldn't grow tall.
The child fell asleep in a second, which surprised Di Junlan; he hadn't expected the child to have such good sleep quality.
Looking at the sleeping child, Di Junlan's lips curled up slightly.
For the first time, he felt his heart pound.
If this child is the reincarnation of Ah Jin, he will take good care of him in this life.
Even if that's not the case, that face alone is enough to make him treat him well for a lifetime.
If one has no father or mother.
Emperor Junlan thought that perhaps he could adopt a child, a child who looked like A Jin.
In this way, he could still have a glimmer of hope.
He was the only one in the royal family; all his brothers were dead. Therefore, it was enough for him not to marry and have children of his own, but to have an adopted son inherit his position.
Three years old.
When he reaches the age of fifteen, he can step down.
Pinching the little guy's cheek, Di Junlan thought that if A Jin were still alive, their child would be about this age.
...
After An Kesen returned to the palace, he met Zhao Delin. He wanted to go directly to Di Junlan, but he was stopped.
Zhao Delin: "His Majesty is resting."
An Kesen hummed in agreement, "I know, otherwise I wouldn't have come to find him in the middle of the night."
Zhao Delin looked at him and said, "Tell me what it is first."
"The investigation is almost complete. The children in Linghu Town have all been sent back. I've also had some children who weren't liked by their parents severed ties with them and are now being cared for at the Ci'an Nursing Home. As for the letter from the Prefect of Liyue City about someone secretly selling salt, I've already sent people to investigate who's behind it."
Zhao Delin waved his hand, "Go back now, I'll talk to His Majesty tomorrow morning."
Ankesen was stunned. "???"
"No, Eunuch Zhao, why are you acting so strangely today?"
Zhao Delin couldn't very well say that he was feeling sentimental about the scene, could he?
And it was because of a child who touched upon this emotion.
"It'll be dawn in an hour or two. Can't you let His Majesty rest a little longer? He was just out catching thieves."
Ankerson: "Huh?? Catch a thief? What thief?"
"The child thief was unfamiliar with the area and accidentally entered the palace from the back, carrying a three-year-old child with him."
"Oh, I just got back. I'm also looking for two children who went missing from the trafficking den. They're about three or four years old."
Zhao Delin was taken aback. "Where did it go?"
"Lingqing Mountain".
Zhao Delin recalled what the young master had just said: he had been abducted from Linghu Town to Lingqing Mountain, rescued, and then targeted by child thieves in the capital.
"What is the missing child's name?"
Ankesen: "How would I know their names? They were a five-year-old child with a child who was about four years old. However, according to the investigation, they were taken away by a man in red clothes, along with a young man."
"The man in red?"
Zhao Delin looked puzzled. "That child thief was also dressed in red."
Ankersen: "..."
"So, what about the child?"
"They are resting in His Majesty's room."
The next morning, when Di Junlan opened his eyes, he saw the three-year-old child clumsily climbing out of bed.
The bed was higher than him, so he had to slowly climb down by leaning against the side.
It's somewhat comical.
Nan Fengyi was also surprised, and his face instantly darkened.
She looked up and saw the man on the bed, her eyes crinkling with a smile as she gazed at him.
His sullen face was somewhat amusing, but Di Junlan held back his laughter.
Not long after they carried the person down, a young eunuch came in carrying some plates.
The clothes were specially prepared for Xiao Yi. "Want to try them on?"
Nan Fengyi was placed on the table next to him. He looked at the people and then nodded.
No one else dared to look up. Almost everyone in the harem knew last night that His Majesty had saved a child and arranged for the child to stay in his own palace.
Everyone else must fulfill any of the young master's needs; this is an order.
Emperor Junlan personally washed Nan Fengyi's face, combed his hair, and dressed him.
"how?"
Nan Fengyi stretched out his hands and said expressionlessly, "It's alright."
"I have to go to court later."
Nan Fengyi looked up at him, and the only expression on his face was, "So what?"
"Do you want to come with me?"
Nan Fengyi's first question was, "Can the emperor just bring people to the Golden Palace?"
Emperor Junlan stared at him. "Anyone? Not at all. I can bring whomever I want."
Nan Fengyi remained expressionless: "What's the reason for taking me there?"
"I just feel that you are quite like an old friend of mine."
An old friend or a lover.
Nan Fengyi didn't say it out loud, but investigated here. If this person really liked his mother, what should he do?
If he doesn't like it, then he has a reason to leave.
Moreover, he wanted to know why his mother, who was the regent, would suddenly "die" and why she would leave the capital for Jiangnan.
What if it's because of this man?
What is the reason?
Who abandoned whom in the end?
The other eunuchs all wanted to look up at the child, after all, His Majesty's words could not be refused.
"I don't want to go."
Di Junlan picked the person up and looked at the little guy dressed in light blue clothes.
"To be honest, I'm somewhat tempted to use you as a substitute for that person."
Nan Fengyi didn't speak. Di Junlan thought that he was only three years old and probably didn't understand what he was saying.
"Prepare the carriage and proceed to the Golden Palace."
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