The return of the late emperor

A mighty group of palace people embraced Ren Ming and went back to Zhaoping Hall, where the phoenix chariot passed by, everyone bowed down.

After entering the inner hall, Ren Ming waved away the palace staff, leaving only one accompanying person to serve inside, preparing for a lunch break.He was indeed a little tired, the way he was in the hall just now was not a deliberate act.

Pretending too many things in my heart makes me easily irritable, but I also feel that Si Kongmin is useless, and after all kinds of emotions accumulate, Ren Ming will naturally explode. It's hard to take it back, and I feel even more tired and headache for a while.

The long attendant next to him was arranging Ren Ming's hair. Seeing that the master's face was not good, he guessed his thoughts very well, so he gave Ren Ming a step down: "Your Majesty should return at this time." It's time to sleep in the palace, why not send someone to ask your Majesty if the lunch will be shared with the Taijun?"

"Well, let's go." Ren Ming's face softened a little.

Chang Sui turned around and left the inner hall, but he found two servants, one was sent to the Yizheng Hall to see if Sikong Min was still there, the other was sent to the Qinzheng Hall to wait, if Sikong Min was not in the Yizheng Hall, he should be returning We are on the way to Qinzheng Hall. When people arrive, we will pick them up from Zhaoping Hall.

Everything was ordered, but the long follower was obediently not going to enter the inner hall, he knew that the master should also want to be quiet by himself at this moment.

Ren Ming took off his outer robe, and went to the couch for lunch break. On the couch was a bright red and luxurious palace brocade. He liked everything that was bright and colorful, but that man always only loved black color. However, he wanted to make the palace prosperous like a drunken dream, so who can do anything to him now?

He closed his eyes lightly, but he didn't feel sleepy, all the old things resurfaced in his heart, Ren Ming had already gotten used to this, so he didn't feel troubled anymore, probably that person would pester him for the rest of his life, using other things to divert his attention It could not be better.

In this way, he remembered the commission sent to the Wuming Pavilion, and the appointed time has come, but no news has come, and he doesn't know what the situation is.

While tossing and turning, there were three finger clacking sounds from the window near the small couch, and Ren Ming got up abruptly, not caring about putting on his shoes, and hurried to the window, delicately The snow-white arches of the feet are looming in the same white long blanket.

Arrived at the window, opened the window to look around, but there was no one around as expected, it is indeed the style of Wuming Pavilion.

However, there was an exquisite and quaint little box on the small platform under the window. Looking at the dragon and phoenix pattern, one could tell that it should be what he wanted. The Wuming Pavilion really has some skills.

Ren Ming reached out and took back the box, and opened it according to the agreed method, and there were indeed two tokens inside, no doubt it must be the order of the dragon and the phoenix.Such important things have already fallen into his hands, and his plan has already succeeded for the most part, and it only needs to be acted to accomplish it in one fell swoop.

A heavy stone in his heart fell to the ground, Ren Ming only felt relieved, he didn't feel tired, so he didn't plan to take a nap, went back to the couch, put on his shoes, put on his outer robe, tidied himself up, and waited for the commander to send him away Those who went invited Si Kongmin.

Here Sikong Min just entered the palace when he saw the little servant in his father's palace waiting for him: "Maolin, did father call you here?"

The little servant bowed and saluted: "Yes, Your Majesty, the Taijun is waiting for you to have lunch."

"Is that true, father really said so? Then I'll go over now..." Sikong Min was full of joy, and hurriedly took Mao Lin's hand and walked out of the hall. He had already put aside the unhappiness just now, Ren Ming always He was not close to him, and the number of times he had dinner with him was even more rare. Today, a little grievance was exchanged for several happy events one after another. He was so happy.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty...don't worry." Mao Lin was pulled down by his brute force and bowed down, but he didn't dare to break free. A half-year-old child has such great strength. "There are fights waiting outside. Don't worry."

"That's right." Sikong Min touched his small forehead, looked at his little arms and legs, and sighed.

Mao Lin was amused by this gesture, and wanted to carry Si Kongmin away but felt that it was not plausible, so he still led the master all the way to the stand outside the hall.

Sikong Min drove up, accompanied by Maolin, the palace servants who carried him started steadily and walked quickly, and they arrived at Zhaoping Hall within a cup of tea.

As soon as Chang Sui saw Si Kongmin's arrival, he hurried forward to greet him, the palace people outside the palace knelt down on the ground, and there was no need to salute loudly, just like this, Ren Ming naturally knew that the baby had arrived.

Si Kongmin entered the inner hall, and saw his father sitting on the side of the bed as if he had just got up. He wanted to get close to him, but he was a little timid, and he was afraid that his father was resting just now but he would be alarmed by him.

Seeing Sikong Min's cowardice, but still looks like that person, Ren Ming was a little angry again, but he was frightened just now, if he still has a bad face, I'm afraid that Min'er will not dare to Getting closer to himself again, he controlled his emotions a little bit, opened his hands, and said, "Come here."

Seeing this, Sikong Min broke away from the hand of his entourage, trotted forward, stumbled into Ren Ming's arms, and said extremely dependently: "Father."

Except for Sikong Min who often hugged him when he was a baby, Ren Ming has never hugged him like this since Sikong Min was able to walk. How can a generation of emperors rely too much on men in deep palaces, even if they are father and son, he will never allow them.Therefore, he didn't know how to respond to Sikong Min's acting like a baby, so he just kept silent.

"Father's embrace is warmer than other people's embrace." Sikong Min's face rubbed against the sleeve of Ren Ming's arm.

This sentence can be answered, so Ren Ming asked back: "Does it sound like many people have hugged you?"

"Changqing used to embrace me in the Yizheng Hall before, by the way, where is Changqing?" Si Kongmin raised his head and looked around, but there was no sign of Changqing.

"Oh, is that so? Changqing is really smart, and it doesn't count as a violation of my order."

Ren Ming was also interested now, but turned around and told the chief attendant again: "Go, see where Changqing is now, and call him here."

Children love to seek approval.Seeing that his father thinks Changqing is smart just like himself, Sikong Min felt a little complacent for a while, so he continued to talk in a childlike voice: "Min'er also thinks Changqing is smart like his father, and he even praised me and my father for being very smart." Like, I will definitely be a generation of Mingjun in the future."

Hearing these words, the corners of Ren Mingben's slightly curved mouth drooped again: "Really?"

"That's right, he also told me a lot of things related to the father, and I will be like the father in the future." Sikong Min's immature face is full of admiration for his father. The nature of a child, especially since he has never met Min Ke, such an image portrayed by others makes him feel more glorious and majestic.

Ren Ming's voice was not filled with emotion, but his complexion gradually sank: "What else did he tell you?"

"He also said, he also said that the father didn't..." Si Kongmin hurriedly covered his mouth, it's too bad, he had an agreement with Changqing.

Ren Ming continued to ask: "Nothing?" He used his hands unconsciously.

Feeling a little out of breath, Sikong Min struggled to break free from Ren Ming's embrace, stood on the ground, covered his mouth again, and just shook his head, his father suddenly became very scary.

Ren Ming's face was really ferocious at this time, his eyes were bloodshot, he really wanted to know what happened to Sikong Mingke, and was about to continue to question, Chang Sui brought Chang Qing into the palace.

As soon as Zhang Qing entered the palace, he saw His Majesty looking at him for help, he let out a long sigh, and realized that he had been exposed.In fact, he has been secretly waiting for this day to come as soon as possible, and now he just feels relieved of the burden.

So he knelt down and kowtowed: "Jingdi...is still alive."

The author has something to say:

The stupid author has advanced hand cancer and his eyes are not working well. If a little angel sees that the previous chapters have been revised, they don’t need to re-read them. They are just catching bugs.