Come on, Your Highness

Eunuch Chang felt that he had seen a miracle. Just like that, Xiao Hong was not kicked out by the emperor, and stayed until late at night, even the ministers did not let him leave!

God knows how frightened Eunuch Chang must have been waiting in the ear hall for so long.

Fortunately, when Xiao Hong came out, he was wrapped into a rice dumpling by Eunuch Huang, and he was brought out in an airtight place. Thousands of times told him to take care of the eldest prince on the way.

He should be happy, but for some reason Xiao Hong's expression is a bit stinky.

It is inappropriate to talk on the road, so I rushed back to Jing'an Palace.

Nanny Shen and Aunt Xinrui busily poured ginger soup for Xiao Hong, sent him a heater, prepared hot water for a bath, and waited until he was stuffed into the bed before he felt relieved.

Xiao Hong didn't speak from the beginning to the end, and seemed to have something on his mind. They looked at each other, and they didn't want to ask more questions, so they looked at He Xichao.

He Xichao thought for a while, and said to Nanny Shen: "Madam, please send Xichao's bedding here, I will rest with His Highness tonight."

Xiao Hong blinked, and finally spoke, "You want to sleep with me?"

"unwilling?"

Xiao Hong quickly shook his head, "No."

Shen Momo laughed as soon as she heard that, "Don't move it anymore, just add another quilt for the servant girl. The sun was fine the day before yesterday, and it was all sun-dried."

Xiao Hong had never slept in the same bed with anyone else before, and he looked embarrassed. He looked at He Xichao and scratched his head, "I don't sleep well, I'm afraid I'll disturb you."

He Xichao was pressing the quilt. He was afraid of the cold and had to wrap himself in a cocoon at night so as not to freeze. Hearing this, he said indifferently, "Then you sleep outside and I sleep inside. If you practice kung fu at night, kick You go down."

"This is my bed..." Xiao Hong felt that with He Xichao's temper, he would not suffer anywhere, and he was justified in occupying the dove's nest.

"I'm young and weak, what if I get sick from being kicked down by you?" He Xichao argued, "You haven't sneeze after two nights of freezing, you promised to protect me..."

Come on, Xiao Hong couldn't say no to him, so he had to give up the space inside, and he had to help He Xichao move his quilt in.

"Would Mrs. Tang want it?"

"want."

Xiao Hong was a little excited, um, couldn't sleep, and when he turned his head, he could see He Xichao who was wrapped in a cocoon and showed half of his face.

The bun's small face was buried under the blanket, but his big eyes blinked, and the two rows of small fans moved up and down as if scratching his heart, itching.

Xiao Hongxin said it was really cute.

"Okay, now it's just the two of us, let's talk about what upset you, did the emperor reprimand you?"

Xiao Hong reluctantly told him Emperor Tiangan's evaluation, but instead of comforting him, He Xichao laughed and said, "Your dog crawling is not only ugly, it's so ugly, okay?"

Xiao Hong said unhappily: "Is there anyone who speaks like this? I just scribbled a little bit. Then why isn't there a font called cursive script? This is what I am."

"If cursive script is a person, you will cry and faint in the hut."

"Xi Chao, you are not cute at all." Xiao Hong complained.

He Xichao then stretched out two fingers and pressed them against his cheeks, revealing two shallow dimples, his eyebrows and eyes curved, "Aren't you cute?"

Xiao Hong suddenly twitched the corners of his mouth: "...How did you master this skill?"

He Xichao smiled and said: "This is called cuteness, it is inherent in the body, and ordinary people can't learn it."

That's not it, He Xichao's exclusive skill is simply breathtaking.

He Xichao retracted his fingers into the quilt, rolled it twice, tightened the silkworm cocoon and said, "Speaking of you..."

However, before he finished speaking, Xiao Hong immediately refused: "Don't even think about asking me to practice. Let me tell you, I've been like this all my life, and it's impossible to write well! You, and Father, give up!"

He Xichao almost laughed angrily. Anyone who had anything to do with studying would stay away from Xiao Hong. What kind of scumbag physique this is.

"You haven't even tried."

"You don't even need to try. Let me tell you, I only copied half of the book tonight in the main hall of the Qing Dynasty, and my eyelids would fight. If my father didn't stare at me, I would probably fall asleep."

He Xichao raised his eyebrows, "He dared to sleep in the main hall of the Qing Dynasty, his guts are really fat."

Xiao Hong laughed without shame, so He Xichao turned around and shrank his head under the blanket, "Forget it, if you don't practice, don't practice, it's not a big deal. Go to bed now, and you have to get up early tomorrow to go to the study."

Xiao Hong let out a long sigh of relief.

He lay flat on the bed with his eyes open, thinking about what happened in Qingzheng Hall tonight, he thought it was really incredible.

Once upon a time, he was such a poor little boy that he was trembling even in front of a saint!

The consequence of going to bed late is getting up late the next day.

Nanny Shen almost dug the two of them up from under the quilt, and hurriedly washed them who were confused.

Xinrui served breakfast, and the two quickly finished their porridge, each with two steamed buns, and Eunuch Chang sent them to the study.

Of course, it's still too late.

The children all had a clear look in their eyes. Seeing that Xiao Hong had two dark circles under his eyes, everyone glanced at each other tacitly, and they all came to the same conclusion, copying the book must be late.

Live it!

Xiao Hong didn't care what they thought, sat down, took out his textbooks, and prepared to catch up on sleep.

Unexpectedly, Xu who used to herd sheep and graze on him came up to him, tapped his fingers on the table and said: "Eldest Prince, this first paragraph is up to you to read."

Xiao Hong: "..."

He Xichao looked at Xiao Hong's dumbfounded expression, and couldn't help lowering his head to hide his smile.When he raised his head again, he whispered anxiously and worriedly: "Prince, the penultimate page."

That morning, Xu Zhi stared at him alone, and turned his head immediately if there was any trouble.Xiao Hong's shoulders slumped slightly, so he must get up to study.

Xiao Hong hung a pair of black circles, was tortured to the point of death, and almost collapsed. When the class time came, he was the first to rush out of the study room, leaving only He Xichao to slowly organize their textbooks and follow them out.

It wasn't just Xiao Hong who was sleeping in class who was trained yesterday. As a master who was not strict in discipline, Xu Zhi also faced the baptism of the dragon's saliva from Emperor Tiangan.

No one dares to relax with Xiao Hong at this moment, wishing to keep a close eye on one-on-one, lest there be another crime of negligence.

Once again, Xiao Hong concentrated the master's gunfire with his own strength, and the other children were happy and at ease.

Xiao Hong's spirits were a little sluggish, the food didn't taste that good after eating, so he took two bites, Shen Momo felt distressed, and couldn't help asking He Xichao: "Are you going tonight?"

He Xichao turned his head and asked Xiao Hong, "Is your Highness going?"

"Go!" Xiao Hong resented, "Why don't you go? You two have dark circles under your eyes just for him to see!"

Nanny Shen shook her head, knowing that she couldn't dissuade her, she brought some food for Xiao Hong and said, "Then Your Highness should eat more at least so as not to be hungry."

Xiao Hong reluctantly picked up the bowl and chopsticks, and poked at the food.

He Xichao asked: "Can't you eat?"

Xiao Hong sighed, with a gloomy face, he uttered a word: "Tired."

Not only physically tired, but also mentally tired.

"Then don't eat, take a rest inside and nourish your spirit."

Now Xinrui couldn't stand it anymore, she said: "It's no good if you don't eat, you have to come back so late!"

He Xichao said indifferently, "Let's eat at another place."

Emperor Tiangan was actually not busy today, the eunuch in the cleaning room came in with a green card, waiting for the emperor to flop.

As soon as Emperor Tiangan's hand landed on a wooden sign, he waved his hand to let it go down.

After the eunuch left, Emperor Tiangan asked, "Where are you?"

Eunuch Huang said: "Just set off, the emperor is at ease, the dark guards are watching."

Emperor Tiangan smiled, "I am determined."

Eunuch Huang glanced at the small table and chair next to the Long case, and couldn't help but shook his head.

The emperor is obviously more interested in being a father than going to the harem to have fun recently.

Xiao Hong dressed in the same way, as usual, Eunuch Chang braved the cold night to come. Eunuch Huang took off his cloak and jacket for him, took off the cloth bag, put it on the small table, and personally brought a bowl of ginger soup over.

"Today seems to be a bit late, I thought you wouldn't come." Emperor Tiangan said lightly.

Xiao Hong looked at Emperor Tiangan resentfully when he heard the words, "My son is a little tired today, so I will come back after resting for a while."

Those eyes are really full of grievances, and coupled with the green under the eyes, if it is not for the wrong age and gender, she will look like a harem resentful woman.

It's hilarious and heart-wrenching.

Emperor Tiangan naturally knew what happened, but he just raised his eyebrows, and then suggested: "Why don't you go back and go to bed early."

Hearing this, Xiao Hong immediately closed his eyes, sat down on his buttocks, and snorted, "Don't coax me, my son said to persist for three days, it must be three days, rain or shine, no fear of wind and snow! You, just give up, Don't even think about finding the harem empress!"

"If you have ambition, then I'll just watch." Emperor Tiangan didn't say much, he ordered someone to send up the notes that were not in a hurry. Anyway, I have nothing to do, so stay with me.

Half an hour later, Emperor Tiangan found that Xiao Hong couldn't sit still, and saw him rubbing his stomach from time to time, so he asked, "What's the matter?"

Xiao Hong stood up and walked in front of Emperor Tiangan. He seemed embarrassed to speak, and said, "Father, my son has a request..."

As soon as the words fell, there was a clear gurgling sound in the hall. Emperor Tiangan looked at Xiao Hong's stomach, "No need to eat?"

"Um……"

After a while, a bowl of fragrant noodles was placed in front of Xiao Hong, who hurried out from the small kitchen of Qingzheng Hall after listening to Sheng Yu.

"Eldest Prince, it's still a little hot, eat slowly." Eunuch Huang handed the chopsticks to Xiao Hong, with distressed eyes, "You, your homework is important, but your body is also important, how can you come here hungry?"

Xiao Hong took a sip of the soup, clicked his mouth, it was so fresh, and couldn't help but said: "I didn't feel hungry at that time, I was just tired, so I just lay down for a while and saw that it was already late, and came here in a hurry... um , delicious, or the food made in the little kitchen of the father is delicious and fragrant."

"Don't talk when you eat, don't talk when you sleep, eat yours." Emperor Tiangan said angrily.

Xiao Hong was really hungry, he ate a little fast, seeing how he was gobbling it up, Emperor Tiangan finally felt a little guilty in his hard heart.

After all, he is still a child, so it's okay if he doesn't like reading. He didn't choose the crown prince because of his knowledge.

Seeing Xiao Hong eating, he paced to the small desk, took Xiao Hong's transcription, looked at the classification, and reckoned that he had already finished copying it again.

The speed is not slow, but looking at this dog crawling word that has not improved at all, Emperor Tiangan's distress disappeared in an instant. He turned his head and shouted: "Hong'er."

Xiao Hong looked up at him with his face in his mouth.

Emperor Tiangan raised the copy in Yang's hand and said, "Why don't you copy it again, I am troubled by this word."

A mouthful of soup spewed out of Xiao Hong's mouth in an instant. While coughing, he turned his head and yelled angrily: "Speak not to eat, not to sleep, who just said that!"

In the end, Emperor Tiangan's proposal was rejected by Xiao Hong boldly, and he expressed his determination with a firm momentum that could cut blood from his head and never repeat it.

Emperor Tiangan let out a long sigh and let him go.

But before leaving, he kindly reminded, "Hong'er, tomorrow is the last day, and I counted fifteen more times."

Xiao Hong thought for a while, and couldn't help asking: "What if my son can't finish copying?"

"What do you say?"

"Will it be punished? Hit the board, or..." Xiao Hong thought of the hard life today, grabbed Emperor Tiangan's sleeve, and begged, "Stop copying books, father, everything else is fine."

Eunuch Huang looked at Xiao Hong's appearance of wanting to cry but no tears, he was very sympathetic, he said: "Your Majesty, it's snowing outside."

Xiao Hong was taken aback, and looked at Emperor Tiangan.

The latter asked: "Is it too big, can it accumulate roads?"

Eunuch Huang said: "Big, goose feather snow, a layer has already formed on the ground, you can still walk, but it's easy to slip."

Xiao Hong suddenly thought of Xi Chao's words, his heartbeat quickened in vain, his mouth was filled with fluid, and he wondered if his father would keep him?

Emperor Tiangan frowned even deeper, and looked down at Xiao Hong, who was also looking at him.

Xiao Hong felt a little guilty, and immediately looked away and said, "Then son, let's go quickly."

The Qingzheng Hall is the emperor's bedroom and a place for discussion. There are no concubines, and even the empress will not stay overnight, and there is no precedent for staying overnight with the prince.

Naturally, Emperor Tiangan also knew what it meant to keep Xiao Hong behind. He hesitated for a moment, but still nodded, and said to Eunuch Huang: "Send someone to send the eldest prince back."

Disappointment fell in Xiao Hong's eyes, and he quickly lowered his head so that Emperor Tiangan could not see it.

The cold wind, the heavy snow, and the vast expanse of white in a short while.

Emperor Tiangan walked out of the palace gate and looked into the distance, only to see a string of footprints left in the silver, and several guards followed Xiao Hong's master and servant to the direction of Jing'an Palace.

The snowflakes were blown in by the cold wind, which made Emperor Tiangan feel excited.

"Your Majesty, it's too cold outside, you should hurry into the palace."

There are four corners of the hall burning high-quality silver charcoal, which is full of heat and warm as spring.

He nodded, but just as he stepped in, he ordered: "Go, call the First Prince back."

As soon as this remark came out, Eunuch Huang was stunned and forgot to answer the order for a while.

It wasn't until Emperor Tiangan looked over that he hurriedly ordered people to rush away.

In Jing'an Palace, everyone waited until late at night, looking at the heavy snow, Shen Momo was very anxious.

Xinrui couldn't help but said: "With such heavy snow, is it true that the emperor really left our Highness behind?"

She was telling He Xichao that this companion, who was as young as her age and had a lot of eyes, had become their backbone, as if if he nodded, the emperor would really keep Xiao Hong for the night.

"What time is it?"

"The child's hour has just passed."

"Then wait a little longer, maybe the road will be difficult." Holding the stove, He Xichao said to himself, it's so smooth now, Xiao Hong, the eldest son, is more important to the emperor than he imagined.

Finally, the little eunuch at the gate of the hall ran in and said, "Mother Shen, someone is here, someone is here from the Qingzheng Hall!"

"Is it Your Highness?"

"No, it's a guard."

In an instant, He Xichao laughed softly, turned around and entered the inner hall.

The author has something to say: Xiao Hong: Die, come back to life, reading is really difficult

He Xichao: Really, when it falls into my hands, you will miss the good old days now