Chapter 253 The prince supervises the country, and the father is in danger
Ji Qingwu fell on his back in the grass, holding a heavy little guy in his arms.
She whispered: "Your Highness Yuanheng."
Zhao Yuanheng hummed maturely and replied: "It's me."
He has only been a eunuch since he was a child today. After hearing the news from their mouths, Ji Qingwu came to the palace.
In recent days, she often appears around her father.
Yuanheng looked around at the door of Qinzheng Hall for a long time during the day, but he didn't see a single figure. Later in the evening, he came to try his luck near Zhaoyang Hall.
We actually met.
He hid behind a tree and followed Ji Qingwu all the way. He saw that she seemed to be tired from walking, squatting on the ground, not knowing what she was doing, and shrugging her shoulders.
Yuan Heng thought she was crying.
He didn't expect that his appearance would frighten her. He wanted to hold her back, but he still didn't have enough strength.
Suddenly he was pulled into a soft and fragrant embrace, and his little face showed a bit of discomfort.
Ji Qingwu's heart felt empty, and a little guy happened to come to his door.
She hugged me and refused to let go.
Zhao Yuanheng had never laid down on someone else like this before, and he still lay down in the grass, which really lost his dignity as a prince.
He hesitated and said: "You, please let me go first."
Ji Qingwu hugged him tighter and said, "I won't let go, why should I let go."
Yuan Heng was forced to lean on her shoulder, looking at the grass beneath her, his little eyebrows furrowed.
But smelling the fragrance coming from her body, after a moment of struggle with black eyes, he finally quietly changed into a comfortable position and nestled quietly in her arms.
Lying on the grass, he felt more at ease. Ji Qingwu did not want to get up and kept this posture.
She asked: "Why is your highness here?"
Yuan Heng looked at the embroidery on her collar and said: "Take a walk."
Ask her again: "You Why are you here? "
Ji Qingwu didn't know how he got here or where he went. Not far away was a palace he had never seen before.
Her voice was a little low, and she said: "Relax."
The two of them took a walk and arrived at Anhua Palace, the most remote part of the palace.
Yuan Heng whispered: "Did you have a quarrel with your father?"
Ji Qingwu paused, is this considered a quarrel?
She shook her head and said innocently: "Who dares to quarrel with the emperor and risk his life?"
Yuan Heng raised his eyes upward, looked at her delicate chin, and said: "I heard noises in the temple, and there was the sound of things being thrown."
Is the little guy outside the hall?
How much did he hear
Ji Qingwu gently touched his head, trying to comfort him.
“I just accidentally broke something, there was no quarrel, nothing happened.”
Yuan Heng didn’t believe her story and asked: “Then why are you crying? ”
Ji Qingwu's eyes widened and he looked down at him: "I'm not crying. You saw it wrong."
Yuan Heng's little hand touched her face, and it was indeed done.
"Your father"
"My father"
The two spoke at the same time, and what they wanted to say was all about the emperor.
Yuan Heng said: "Speak first."
Ji Qingwu sighed and said: "I want to say that your father's temper has really made you suffer for so many years."
< br>Yuan Heng nodded clearly: "My father has such a temper. I have long been used to it, but only when you love deeply can you take full responsibility."
He raised his head and said extremely seriously: "It is not easy to be an emperor. There are many things to deal with every day. It is inevitable that there will be times when you feel irritable. Don't be disappointed in him, okay? Give him another chance. Opportunity. "
At this moment, Ji Qingwu's mood has calmed down a lot.
My heart was not entirely filled with disappointment, but more with a sense of strangeness.
She did not believe that everything before was false. Her friendship with Emperor Wu Su was not something she heard through her ears, but was accumulated through getting along with him bit by bit.
Just like drops of spring rain gathering into a vast lake, they gradually reflected her thoughts hidden deep in the lake. The emperor's treatment of her was definitely not a shoddy way to play with her feelings.
What happened, or what is going to happen, would cause Emperor Wu Su to change so drastically?
Ji Qingwu bit his lip lightly and frowned slightly.
Seeing her lowering her eyes and saying nothing, Yuan Heng’s eyebrows twitched together.
"Otherwise, if you persist for a few years, when I can supervise the country, I will-"
Ji Qingwu covered his mouth.
Her eyes were trembling, is this allowed to be said? !
The person who supervises the country has always been the crown prince, and this usually happens when the emperor is seriously ill or is about to abdicate.
Ji Qingwu lowered his voice and said: "Your Highness, be careful of the trouble that comes from your mouth. If you want to be heard by interested people, you will inevitably make a big fuss."
Yuan Heng pulled her wrist and said, Weng Sheng Weng said angrily: "Father, I am the only prince. This is a tacit fact."
Whether he can be crowned prince or not is actually just superficial.
That's true. Ji Qingwu's hand slowly loosened.
Yuan Heng continued to persuade her: "When I can supervise the country or personally govern, my father will not be burdened with so many political affairs. He will have no worries and his temper will naturally become better."
Ji Qingwu answered simply.
"Then let's hold him down!"
She couldn't bear to let go of the little guy. He was still young and had such a heavy burden on him.
Which is the lesser of two feelings, it is better to let Emperor Wu Su continue to worry.
Ji Qingwu moved his hand away, pinched his little face, and said softly: "Just grow up and don't think so much."
Yuan Heng rescued his face from her hands and looked seriously. He said: "When you are in your position, you have to do your own things, and all I think about are the things within my duties."
Ji Qingwu sighed in his heart, in terms of responsibility and responsibility, Emperor Wu Su Heng was well educated.
Seeing that she was still unmoved, the little guy said worriedly: "Are you leaving the palace? It has not been easy for my father over the years. Don't abandon him, okay?"
Ji Qingwu thought Yuan Heng was here to comfort him, but he was still interceding for his father.
"I haven't thought about it yet."
Aware of his worry, she gently stroked his back.
"Do you want me to stay in the palace?"
Yuan Heng stared at her with his dark pupils, and then buried his face in her chest for a while.
Muffled voice: "I really want to."
The afterglow of the setting sun shines on the bodies of one big and one small.
Ji Qingwu looked at the orange-red halo of the sun, and a dense and entwined love grew in his heart.
Thinking of Emperor Wu Su’s cold words saying that he didn’t want her to appear in front of him again.
Ji Qingwu snorted coldly, that would have to wait until she got tired of it.
Yuan Heng looked up and saw that her expression had changed from the calm and gentle look of the past, and the setting sun in the sky was reflected in her eyes.
But it is not like the loneliness of the setting sun, but it seems to be carrying sparks, enough to start a prairie fire.
Yuan Heng silently withdrew his gaze.
Danger.
His father.
The two of them got up after admiring the sunset. Ji Qingwu dusted himself off.
This skirt was already splashed with soup, so it wouldn't be a pity if it got a little dirty.
Ji Qingwu looked at Yuan Heng.
“Turn around.”
Yuanheng moved obediently, and Ji Qingwu reached out and patted Yuanheng’s little butt.
He covered his buttocks and stared in shock: "Am I even going to be implicated?"
Yuan Heng: I have given too much
Emperor Wu Su: Good son, I raised him, I feel very relieved
(End of this chapter)
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