The identity of the direct son - Xu I's prosperous world

There is a large floor-to-ceiling screen at the entrance of the clean room. On the screen is a simple picture of flowing cups and curved water drawn by Ji Heng himself. Then he wrote two poems and embroidered it by the embroiderer. There is a large area of ​​blank space on the picture. It was white, and the emperor stood at the door and saw through the screen that Ji Heng had just finished washing his hair, and was being brushed and rolled up by the maid.

The emperor walked in at this time, the maid found him, she didn't stop what she was doing, but bent down and saluted, and she was shocked after the salute.

The maids who took care of Ji Heng were very calm and calm, and they also screamed at this time, "Your Majesty, you... are you injured? Call the imperial doctor... the imperial physician."

The comb in the maid's hand also fell off, and she was about to call for the imperial physician. Ji Heng, who had his back to the door, turned around in shock at this moment, and saw the emperor's clothes, from the lower part of his chest. It was bright red, and his face turned pale in an instant. He stood up quickly, looked at the emperor in shock, and said in a hoarse voice, "This...what's the matter, you...where did you get hurt..."

He rushed to the emperor at once, because Ji Heng's expression was too flustered, the emperor was frightened by him, Ji Heng wanted to see his injury, the emperor felt warm, reached out and grabbed his hand, Said, "I'm fine."

Ji Heng became anxious, "Is this all right? You... what's wrong with you?"

Seeing that Ji Heng was so nervous, the emperor didn't even realize that it was just cinnabar ink, not blood, so he was very moved. He didn't even care about his blushing, so he hugged Ji Heng and said, "It's just cinnabar ink. Just then, I got up too hastily and sprinkled cinnabar ink on my body."

Ji Heng's original anxious and worried expression froze, he looked up at him, pushed him away again, stretched out his hand to touch the clothes on his chest with his fingers, held it in front of him again, smelled it, and found that It is indeed cinnabar ink, and it still has the stickiness of honey in the cinnabar ink, but there is no bloody smell.

Ji Heng said dissatisfiedly to the emperor, "Look, why are you here like this?"

As he said that, he looked down at the clothes on his body, which had also been stained with cinnabar ink.He sighed, pulled the cleaner part of the emperor's clothes, and casually wiped off the cinnabar ink on his fingers.

The emperor was a little dumbfounded, and felt happy again.

At this time, Ji Heng had already said to the maid again, "The emperor is fine, please pull up your hair for me." He completely ignored the emperor.

The maid was relieved to learn that the emperor's clothes were covered with cinnabar ink. If something happened to the emperor, the people here would probably not be able to take them off and they would be punished.

And the emperor is a body of ten thousand gold, how can he be injured.

The maid wanted to continue pulling Ji Heng's hair, but the emperor said, "Come on."

Ji Heng quickly refused, saying, "Look, you are covered in cinnabar ink, don't get it on my hair."

The emperor said, "Because of such a little cinnabar ink, you will despise me?"

Ji Heng hummed softly and didn't answer. He who was always old-fashioned actually took on a bit of mischievousness. The emperor was delighted and went out to change his clothes.

When he entered the clean room again, Ji Heng's hair had already been tied up, and he was sending the maid out to take a bath by himself.

The emperor said, "I will serve you."

Ji Heng was also not polite to him, and said, "No need, I dare not treat the emperor like a servant."

The emperor stuck to it shamelessly, and said, "I am willing to be this little servant, why don't you?"

Ji Heng looked at the two maids who were bowing and retreating, although they lowered their heads in a respectful manner, but the slightly upturned corners of their lips were clearly laughing at them.

Seeing them go out, Ji Heng returned to his usual solemn look and said, "Go out, I don't want people to see my body."

The emperor was stunned for a moment, and looked at Ji Heng tenderly. Ji Heng was wearing a moon-white robe, and his black hair was tied high on his head. Although he had just given birth a few days ago, his body should look plump, but From the appearance, I can see the tall and straight body, the slender white neck, the delicate white cheeks, but the black eyebrows are like ink, the lips are bright red, just like black and white ink paintings, it is a distant and elegant image of Tsinghua University, only the lip color is The heavy color added does not show plumpness, but still looks weak.

The emperor said softly, "It's not that I haven't seen your body. I don't feel at ease with a person like you bathing here."

Ji Heng insisted, "Your Majesty, you can go out."

The emperor looked at him silently, seeing Ji Heng insisted, he sighed, had no choice but to turn around and go out.

Ji Heng breathed a sigh of relief, walked to the side of the tub, and got into the tub full of hot water.

After Ji Heng finished his bath and came out of the clean room, only his inner clothes were on, the maids hurried forward to put on the middle clothes and light furs for him, and then pulled him to sit by the stove, and put the clothes on for him. Dry hair thoroughly.

At this time, a child's cry suddenly came from the inner door, and then the emperor exclaimed, "What to do, what to do, he is crying."

The nanny and the maid who took care of the child followed the emperor, and the nanny said, "Your majesty, don't hug him so tightly, relax and shake it gently."

But the little prince was still crying, and the emperor carried him into the inner room, completely as if he was facing a big enemy, with a nervous expression on his face, following the nurse's instructions, holding the baby and gently shaking it, but the baby was still crying, and the emperor couldn't bear it Giving the baby to the nanny, Ji Heng sat there, seeing the panicked look of the emperor, he said, "Your Majesty, give the baby to the nanny."

But the emperor still refused, sat on the couch by himself, held the child in his arms and shook it lightly, and said, "My dear son, don't cry, it's so fun to see me make a fool of myself."

The child was still crying, so Ji Heng said, "Did you pee?"

The emperor frowned and said, "What should I do?"

The nanny and the maid hurried forward to check, the emperor was reluctant to give the baby to the nanny, so he just held him, and the nanny unwrapped him, and after seeing it, he really peed.

So the maid hurriedly went to get diapers and other things. The emperor didn't let the nanny take the baby to the next room, so she sat on the stool in this room to change the baby's diaper. The emperor looked at the man who was still wiping his hair Ji Heng said, "We have to name him."

Ji Heng stroked his hair and said, "The emperor will decide."

The emperor seemed a little dissatisfied and said, "You are more knowledgeable than me, so it's up to you to decide."

Ji Heng raised his eyes to look at the emperor, and said, "I don't dare to accept the emperor's words. If you want to be knowledgeable, let the Ministry of Rites decide."

The emperor pondered for a moment, then said, "Then it should have a nickname."

Ji Heng also said, "Your Majesty, you decide."

So the emperor did not speak.

After changing the diaper for the little prince, he really stopped crying and closed his eyes to sleep again. The emperor hugged him, but he didn't cry. The nanny saw that the atmosphere between the emperor and Ji Heng was a bit tense, so she flattered the emperor Said, "His Majesty hugs His Highness, His Highness will stop crying."

The emperor didn't respond, but just looked down at the little prince, as if in a daze.

Ji Heng's hair was completely dry, so the maid who combed his hair braided it into a thick and long black braid for him and hung it on his chest, then took a book and sat on the bed to read.

The emperor hugged the little prince for a long time, and then let the other people in the room go out, then carried the little prince to the bedside, and wanted to show him to Ji Heng, who was reading, and said, "Come on, let your mother hug you." hug."

Ji Heng looked up at the emperor in a little surprise. The emperor insisted on giving him the little prince, so Ji Heng had no choice but to put the book in his hand aside, and then took the little prince into his arms. He hugged him and looked down again. He, the little prince who was born a few days ago, couldn't tell who he looked like at first, but after a few days, he looked very similar to Ji Heng.

Especially the face shape nose and lips, it is a small version of Ji Heng.

Ji Heng looked at his white son, then lowered his head to look at his stomach, then handed the child into the emperor's arms, and said, "Hold it."

The emperor refused to answer, frowned and said, "I don't think you like him very much, is that so?"

Ji Heng was stunned for a moment, and suddenly felt a sense of bewilderment in his heart, how could he not like it, it's just...

Ji Heng said, "Your Majesty, you can hug me, I'm tired and I'm afraid I won't be able to hug you."

The emperor still didn't answer, and said, "I know you want to leave, I didn't say no, but in these last days, don't you get close to him? After a while, I will carry him into the palace, If you want to see him in the future, it won't be so cheap."

Ji Heng's eyes flickered slightly, and he fell silent, looking down at the son in his arms and saying nothing.

How could he not love him? It didn't need any reason. The bond between mother and child born in life was enough for him to see, or even think of him, to be filled with tenderness and reluctance.

The emperor saw that Ji Heng fell silent, even with a touch of sadness on his body, so he didn't say anything. The two sat there, and the emperor moved to Ji Heng's side after a while, and stretched out his hand to gently lift him into his arms, letting him He leaned on his shoulder and looked down at the child who was sleeping soundly in Ji Heng's arms.

After a long time, the emperor said in a low voice, "I know that your heart is concerned with the troubles of the southern sea. Now there is a lot of quarrel in the court because of the forbidden sea or the opening of the port. My words to suppress the forbidden sea are somewhat weak. However, I trust your judgment to solve the problem of the pirates before opening the port."

Ji Heng turned his head to look at the emperor, and the two pairs of black eyes looked at each other quietly, the emperor suddenly felt infinite reluctance, hugged Ji Heng tightly into his arms, and said, "When do you want to leave?"

Ji Heng said, "About two to three months later. Otherwise, my mother wouldn't let him go."

The emperor took a deep breath, looked up at the bed curtain, and said, "Okay! Use the method of opening ports to solve the problem of pirates. I believe you. Let the sea-banning factions in the court have a look."

Ji Heng looked relaxed, lowered his eyelashes slightly, and kissed the emperor on the chin. This kiss made the emperor tremble a bit, as if he found it inconceivable. He looked down at Ji Heng, and Ji Heng said, "Thank you very much. .”

There was a smile on the emperor's face. When he was about to kiss Ji Heng, the little prince in Ji Heng's arms suddenly cried softly twice. Sound off, just sleep.