Your Majesty, You Can't

The sky gradually became gloomy, and the dark gray clouds unknowingly swallowed up the blue sky, covering it with a thick layer of dense clouds.

The previously dry air had become moist. After lunch, He Lanzhi stretched out his hand to caress the rice paper, and could feel the light water vapor attached to the paper with his fingertips.

The low air pressure before the rain was very uncomfortable. Zhao Yin, who had also finished his lunch, rubbed his stuffy chest uncomfortably, and then rubbed his stomach uncomfortably.

Lunch is too full.

Zhao Yin glanced at Xiangfu who was sitting next to him with some gloom.It's fine for He Lanzhi to want to eat vegetables for no reason, why should he be stuffed with so many vegetables, forced to eat them all, and threatened that he won't grow taller if he doesn't eat them all.

Who would believe such a lie to a child?

Zhao Yin looked at the vegetables in his bowl that were almost piled up into a hill in silence, and then buried himself in resentment to finish all the vegetables in the rice bowl.

Zhao Yin secretly told himself that he would eat up all the vegetables not because he was afraid that he would not grow taller!Absolutely not!He just didn't want to shame his father and embarrass him.

He Lanzhi felt the eyes of the children next to him, turned his head and asked, "The emperor's stomach is uncomfortable?"

Zhao Yin hesitated for a second, probably weighing whether it would be embarrassing for him to eat too much, then shook his head and said, "No."

"Are you too full?" He Lanzhi asked persistently.

Zhao Yin replied rather annoyed and angry: "I don't have any!"

Well, well, if you say no, there is no.

He Lanzhi looked helplessly at the inexplicably arrogant little emperor, not knowing where he had offended him.

"I'm going back," the little emperor looked at the weather outside the window, got up and summoned the personal eunuch waiting outside the bedroom, "It's about to rain, go and prepare the dragon chariot, I'm going back to the palace."

He Lanzhi also got up and followed the little emperor to the door of the Prime Minister's Mansion, and asked to stay: "Your Majesty, why not stay in the Prime Minister's Mansion, have dinner and wait for the rain to stop before leaving?"

After all, Zhao Yin still couldn't trust He Lanzhi, he waved his hands without looking back, "Father Xiang is very kind, I accept it, but it's better for me to go back to the palace before it rains."

"Can--"

"—Father Xiang," Zhao Yin interrupted He Lanzhi, turned around suddenly and said with tears in his eyes, "Father Xiang is so seriously ill that he looks like a different person. You must take care of yourself." Rest. I can't disturb Xiangfu's recuperation, I'm a good baby..."

When He Lanzhi saw the little emperor's red eyes, his heart softened.Hastily stepped forward to wipe away the tears rolling in the eyes of the little emperor, and coaxed softly, "Yes, yes, the emperor is a good baby. It's all the fault of this humble minister! Don't cry, Your Majesty, this humble minister must take good care of his illness!"

Zhao Yin stopped his tears and sniffed, "Are you serious?"

He Lanzhi nodded frequently, almost swearing to the sky, "Really, really!"

"Then I'm leaving," the little emperor said goodbye softly, "Xiangfu's body needs to recover quickly."

"Wei Chen respectfully sends His Majesty."

It wasn't until he heard the eunuch outside's shrill and piercing "get up" that Zhao Yin, who got on the dragon chariot, dared to completely relax and sink his back into the soft brocade cushion in the carriage, and let out a satisfied sigh.

The personal eunuch waiting beside the emperor rubbed his shoulders, "How does the emperor feel?"

Zhao Yin heard a pun in his words, and not only asked about the kneading and kneading technique of massage, but also asked about the situation of the Holy Majesty in the prime minister's mansion today.

"is acceptable."

Zhao Yin closed his ink eyes, and said an ambiguous answer lightly.

Previously, in order to coax He Lanzhi, he forcefully squeezed out his tears. Acting such a play consumed him a lot of energy, so that he didn't want to say any more words, and just wanted to close his eyes and rest on the way back to the palace.

But who knows that when he closes his eyes, his mind is full of He Lanzhi's gentle smile with his lips pursed before.

This chuckle seemed to take root in his mind, and it couldn't go away no matter what, so Zhao Yin had to open his eyes irritably, lifted the curtain inside the dragon chariot and looked out the window.

The gray sky did not know when a drizzle fell, and the pattering rainwater slid down the eaves of the car, splashing tiny water splashes on the bluestone road, and finally returned to calm along with the ruts of the dragon chariot.

"Sure enough, it's still raining..."