I'm a good man [quick wear]

Jiang Yunqing said nothing, his eyes deep in thought.

Chapter 483 The fatuous emperor (17)

The night was getting late, Li Fei had taken a bath and was waiting for Ji Yang.

There are more than a dozen kinds of delicious and delicious meals on the table, and small drinks are also prepared. The palace maid is standing aside.

Waiting and waiting, the time for half a stick of incense and one stick of incense has passed, and the warm food has cooled down. Concubine Li could not sit still anymore and stood up, "Why is the emperor not here yet?"

Ji Yang has been here with her these past few days, and she has gotten used to it.

Moreover, her brother had made great achievements many times, and Ji Yang would tell her personally every time, and would also look at him and praise him.

"Qiuxiang, go and take a look." She looked at the palace maid aside and glanced at the food on the table. "It's already cold. How can we eat it when the emperor is here? Go and make a new one."

"yes."

The two maids left.

After a while, another palace maid came back in a hurry, lowered her head and said, "Your Majesty, your Majesty... Your Majesty has gone to Concubine Wu."

Li Fei stood up immediately, her face turning blue and white, becoming very ugly.

"Why don't you, Madam, use some first?" The servant said cautiously, and Concubine Li swept the food on the table to the ground.

Debris flew.

The slave was startled and did not dare to speak anymore.

"Isn't it just to arouse the emperor's sympathy? The children are gone, so why bother?" After she finished speaking, she narrowed her eyes and sneered, "No matter what, it's just a hen that can never lay eggs!"

"Why should you argue with me?"

The general is defeated!

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The other end.

"Okay, go back and rest. Come see me tomorrow." Ji Yang put his hand on his hand and looked at Ji Chen who was sitting on the desk.

The other person put down his brush and looked at him with his round eyes. His facial features were very similar to his.

It’s simply a scaled down version.

Ji Chen looked at him for a long time, pursed his lips, then lowered his head and picked up the pen, muttering, "I don't want to go back."

"Why?"

He continued to scribble on the paper, "When I go back, my father will find a bad woman and give birth to a royal brother for me."

"..." Ji Yang looked at him, "Who told you this?"

"The queen mother said it." Ji Chen pulled his head.

"Besides this, what else did I say to you?" Ji Yang took two steps closer, looked at him and asked.

Ji Chen tilted his head and stretched out his chubby hands to support himself, "The queen mother said that the father is not the father of the children, but the father of many people and the husband of many people. The children must be obedient and work hard to make the father The emperor likes it.”

"Only when the father likes his son, he can live a better life."

He said with a hint of understanding in his eyes, "But I don't know how to make my father like me more."

These words made Ji Yang feel guilty and pityful. He walked over, reached out and touched his head, and chuckled, "You don't need to think too much. You are my father's child. Why would my father not like you?"

"I also think that my father likes me. I will teach him how to read, write, ride horses and archery. He is better than the imperial tutor." Ji Chen jumped down and hugged his thigh, looking up at him, "I miss my mother." When will the queen come back?"

His small, dark and clear eyes only stared at him, feeling a little aggrieved.

"It's almost time." Ji Yang twitched the corner of his mouth and reassured him, "If you don't want to go back today, just rest here."

"Are you with your father?" Ji Chen looked forward to it.

"Yes." Ji Yang knelt down and picked him up, "Just come with me."

Ji Chen was still a little uncomfortable with being in the same bed as his father. He only remembered that when he was very young, his mother would lie in the same bed with him, and that was when he was sick.

At that time, he remembered that his mother's embrace was very warm.

Ji Chen rolled a few times on the bed, feeling a little excited. After a while, he asked, "Father, will something happen to my mother?"

"Won't."

Ji Chen didn't sleep again, so he looked at Ji Yang and said again, "Then will the father give birth to many little brothers for his son?"

"Won't."

"So I'm the only one here?" Ji Chen was a little happy and his eyes lit up.

Ji Yang opened his eyes and looked at him sideways, "Do you want to be alone?"

"Aunt Juhong said that if there was only Erchen, many people would be nice to Erchen and they could only like Erchen." Ji Chen said, grabbing his quilt, "Otherwise no one would like Erchen, Erchen It’s miserable.”

"The queen mother will not be favored, and neither will the children. They may even have no food to eat and may be bullied."

As he spoke, he felt pitiful, the tip of his nose felt sour, and pitiful.

"Nonsense!" Ji Yang said in a deep voice, "You are my eldest prince and the eldest prince of the current dynasty, so naturally you will not be treated unfairly."

Ji Chen's head was still bright. Seeing that Ji Yang was angry, he moved his little chubby body and started to hug him.

He was very good at pleasing people.

Ji Yang sighed, looked at him and said, "I promise you that I will not let anyone bully you."

"And the queen mother," he added.

These words made Ji Yang laugh, "Okay, I promise you that I will not let anyone bully you and your mother, my queen."

Ji Chen smiled broadly and nodded vigorously, "I also believe in my father."

"It's late at night, don't talk any more."

"Um!"

…

After a while, Ji Chen had already fallen asleep. Ji Yang lifted up the quilt and stood up, put on his clothes and walked out.

Eunuch Ah Fu was still outside the door. Seeing this, he stepped forward and said, "Your Majesty."

Ji Yang made a gesture, "Look at the eldest prince here, there is no need to follow me."

"yes."

Ji Yang walked forward and Xiao appeared in the cell after a while.

The jailer respectfully opened the door for him. He walked down and stopped in front of a cell. There was a white figure sleeping on the straw mat inside.

She curled up slightly and hugged herself, as if she was already asleep, and she looked out of place here.