Your Majesty, You Can't

Although Yan'er couldn't help being depressed for a day or two after seeing off the Hanbei Mission, but thinking that she still had the heavy responsibility of the crown prince on her shoulders, Yan'er quickly cheered up from the disappointment.

Because there were two overly outstanding older brothers, Yan'er was never prepared to be the heir apparent.The daily life in Hanbei has always been based on playing and reading as a supplement. Wang's parents and queens once criticized him because he didn't study hard.

But now that he suddenly became the only Crown Prince of the continent, he couldn't help but continue to let himself go.

In order to make up for the lessons, Yan'er had to have the same work and rest schedule as his uncle who had to go to court every day, so he had to get out of bed and start his morning reading at dawn.

The emperor's uncle went to class with him, and the emperor's uncle went to class...he had to continue to study hard.

"Sure enough, all the debts owed back then must be repaid."

Yan'er, who was working hard on the homework assigned by the tutor, pursed her mouth. Originally, he had to make up what he hadn't learned before, and what he had to learn in Dazhou, besides classical Chinese, was mathematics and physics that he had never heard of. Such a messy thing is really rare for him to scratch his head.

"His Royal Highness does not need to be such a headache," the maid in charge of serving Yan'er comforted in a soft voice, "Mr. Tai Tu also said that it is indeed a little difficult for His Highness to come into contact with these science subjects for the first time. Your Highness should take it easy."

"Isn't it as simple as 'a little bit of difficulty'?" Yan'er lay down on the desk dejectedly, looking at the pile of elementary school student-level application problems and complained, "You said that the one who came up with this question asked Xiao Ming Isn't it a brain disease to drain water out of the pool and fill it with water at the same time?"

He Lanzhi, who was in charge of producing the sample of this problem, was silently shot with an arrow in the knee.

"Nah, miss," Yan'er poked her homework book, raised her head and asked the maid who was grinding ink next to her, "Do you know how to solve the problem of draining and filling water?"

"His Royal Highness, the servant girl has never read a book, and I regret that I can't help His Highness."

"Then who should I ask, the Tai Tuo is not here today..." Yan'er frowned in distress, and suddenly remembered that her mother had mentioned that the emperor's uncle was very smart when she was in Hanbei, so she stood up immediately, grabbed the homework book, and Excitedly ran to his uncle to ask this question.

"Why are you all outside? Isn't the emperor in the imperial study?" Yan'er ran to the imperial study and saw a bunch of court ladies and eunuchs who were supposed to stand inside and wait outside, she couldn't help asking suspiciously.

"Your Highness, Your Majesty is approving memorials in the imperial study." The personal eunuch next to Zhao Yin replied, glanced at the little prince who seemed to be going to find the emperor, and asked weakly, "Slave, how about... helping you?" Report it?"

"No need," Yan'er didn't notice the other party's hesitant expression at all, and waved her hands with a hearty smile, "I'll just go in and ask a question myself, it will be soon."

After Yan'er finished speaking, she rushed towards the imperial study room like a small rocket, and directly pushed open the tightly closed carved wooden door.

The first thing you see is the peaceful picture of the emperor's uncle propping up on the table with one hand, almost half of his body encircling the beautiful prime minister who is taking a nap.

The young emperor raised his hand and gently brushed away the black hair hanging from his forehead, then leaned over and slowly moved closer.

"Uncle!"