"Are you blaming me?"

Lu Yanqi lowered his head: "I dare not."

Seeing his son's disheartened look, the old emperor's anger instantly disappeared.

He hesitated, "The incident happened suddenly, there were witnesses and evidence, and many ministers were present. I did that just to ease the conflict. Deposing the crown prince was just a temporary measure. I did it all to save your life. Do you understand?"

Regarding the prince's rebellion, the person behind the scenes had made complete preparations. Both human and material evidence were laid out on the table. If he had not ordered the prince to be deposed in time, the person behind the scenes would have taken this opportunity to instigate court officials to execute the prince.

The old emperor explained to Lu Yanqi earnestly.

Lu Yanqi understood all of this. Having been the crown prince for twenty years, how could he not be aware of all the twists and turns? He just couldn't accept that his mother's reputation was so insignificant in his father's eyes.

The reason for deposing the crown prince in the original imperial edict stated that the late queen was immoral, which led to the crown prince committing crimes and having no respect for his elders.

He understood that his father did this for his own sake. When the prince made a mistake, someone had to take the blame, and his father would never defile himself. His mother died early, so even if there were some blemishes on her reputation, it would not be a big deal.

The old emperor looked at Lu Yanqi, he lowered his head and remained silent.

Miaomiao tilted her head and looked at this and that, her little head full of question marks.

How come my dad and grandpa started arguing when I wasn't paying attention for a while?

"Don't quarrel, everyone is fine."

The little guy acted as a peacemaker, squeezing in between the father and son, chattering.

Thinking of Miaomiao still here, Lu Yanqi restrained his expression, raised the corners of his lips and smiled slightly, touching Miaomiao's little face: "Okay, Daddy won't quarrel."

Miaomiao was very satisfied with her father's obedience. She turned her little head and stared at the old emperor with her big round eyes, as if saying: Daddy is obedient, how about you?

The little guy's eyes are round, and his black pupils are clear and bright, as if he is the cleanest and purest existence in the world.

The old emperor felt uncomfortable being stared at, and curled his lips: "I won't argue with you anymore, you little brat."

As he said this, he poked the child's soft face.

Seeing the cub squinting his eyes in satisfaction and squeezing out his chubby cheeks, the old emperor felt relieved.

He thought that having another granddaughter would be a good thing.

"Grandpa, let me show you my treasure."

Miaomiao is an enthusiastic person. After mediating the dispute between her father and grandfather, she stuffed her beloved rabbit doll into her father's hand, held the old emperor's hand and walked excitedly into the house.

The old emperor was slightly startled, and subconsciously bent down in an awkward but more suitable posture for Miaomiao, and followed the little guy away.

Miaomiao rummaged through the drawers and found a small wooden box from under the bed.

This was bought by Lu Yanqi specifically for Miaomiao to store all of Miaomiao's messy junk.

Probably because Miaomiao got very little, after living with Lu Yanqi, the little one carefully stored any little things in a box.

Inside there were various snacks and toys that Lu Yanqi bought for Miaomiao, such as dough figurines and candies, as well as wooden sticks left over from eating candied haws, the paper that his father used to practice writing, and even the stones that the little guy picked up when he was a beggar.

The stones in the box were not very beautiful, because the beautiful stones were snatched away by stronger and more powerful beggars. The remaining ones were just some crooked and broken stones. But Miaomiao was not sad, she still had a lot of fun.

"Here, for you, Grandpa."

Passing over these treasures, a small hand carefully picked out the most exquisite dough figurine from the box. Judging from the fact that the dough figurine was stored in the innermost position, Miaomiao must have liked it very much.

The cub looked at the old emperor expectantly.

The old emperor's heart seemed to be touched by something.

He opened his mouth, stroked Miaomiao's head with his rough hands, and murmured, "Good boy."

He made up his mind that no matter which princess the prince married and had children with after he regained control of the Eastern Palace, he would not let anyone pass over the little one.

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