My villain cub is the protagonist [Quick Transmigration]

Of course it is impossible to be afraid of Xianyu, but he did feel that Chenchen was a little noisy, he opened the door and hugged Chenchen in, tested the temperature of his little hand, and he was relieved after confirming that it was not frozen.

"what happened?"

"I'm afraid Daddy will be afraid."

Chenchen was a little guilty when he spoke, and gradually calmed down after being stuffed into the bed by his father, and moved a little inside to make room for his father.

"Daddy, am I dreaming?"

Before, Chenchen always thought that he could go into business when he grows up, earn a lot of money, and be the most promising boy.

Later, I heard my nanny say that scholars are really capable of honoring their ancestors, and felt that as long as I was admitted to a small scholar, my father would praise him as a smoke from the ancestral grave.

But not long after, the most honorable emperor in the world became his grandfather.

The father he thought was a wealthy businessman turned into the King of Changle as soon as he turned around.

"Let me beat you up and see if it hurts. If it hurts, it's not a dream."

"No, it must hurt."

Chenchen shook his head, sat there and didn't plan to continue talking to Dad.

No matter whether I was dreaming or not, how could it not hurt to be beaten, if my father wanted to beat him, just say so!

It's no problem for them to rest in the palace, but the other group of people were temporarily placed in the palace. Cheng Zun saw the prosperity of the palace and the cautious attitude of the servants when they mentioned King Changle. Start to regret.

If he had been able to endure it for a while, it wouldn't be like it is now.

If he had known that it was not an ordinary wealthy businessman, but the most favored King of Changle, he would have hidden it better, and would break up with him after he had enough strength.

Cheng Zun called all those people together that night, and discussed that after Xianyu came back, they would apologize to Xianyu properly.

He just said that leisure is not good, but in fact Cheng Zun knows how easy this person is to soften his heart.

First apologize and then give in, even if it's for their parents' sake, that man will never argue with them again.

What's more, they are not too old now, and they haven't reached the point of irreversibility.

That sanctimonious man used to use such means to prove that he was a good person, and Cheng Zun had already seen it clearly.

"Apologize? Why should I apologize to him? I don't."

A young and beautiful woman couldn't help coughing twice just after she finished speaking. Although she looked fine now, she actually felt that she was very uncomfortable, and woke up coughing every night.

How could she not be resentful that her body, which had been recuperated with great difficulty, had turned into this appearance again.

Cheng Zun knew she was dissatisfied, but now was obviously not the time for them to be willful.

"Be patient for now, we still need him."

"Well, that's fine."

Xianyu who stayed in the palace didn't know that those people were still so whimsical that he could forgive them by apologizing.

He hugged his cub and slept soundly on this soft and comfortable bed.

When the emperor was in court on the second day, all the ministers could clearly see that the emperor was in a good mood, but counting the time, it was obviously the death day of King Changle soon.

The emperor couldn't hold back, and announced the good news above the court.

Yu'er told him that even though the sect disappeared shortly after he left, he managed to learn a set of cultivation techniques by relying on the classics he bought at the beginning.

Not only can he learn by himself, but he can also teach others. I hope that his father will help pick some talented seedlings and send them to him for him to teach.

Before, the emperor only thought that it would be good if they could have the protection of a cultivator, but now judging from his son's intentions, it is clear that he can teach him a lot.

On the surface, the emperor could barely maintain his calm, but when the eunuch said the news he wanted to announce, the corners of his lips still couldn't help curling up.

The courtroom became noisy in an instant, and the ministers gathered together to chat. Normally, the emperor would definitely be unhappy, but today he laughed loudly.

He was happy, happier than ever.

After the next dynasty, the emperor went to see the queen again, and discussed with the queen to move Yu'er's wife to the capital.

Ask the emperor to say that it's really not worth losing his life for those wolf-hearted children, but since it has happened, there is nothing to do.

After listening to His Majesty's plan, the Queen had a little difference from His Majesty's thoughts.

"Your Majesty, aren't you going to let her enter the imperial mausoleum?"

According to the rules of their dynasty, the prince's wife can also enter the imperial tomb, but the queen listened to His Majesty and seemed to only intend to move her to the capital.

The emperor did have multiple concerns, he also thought that Yu'er was young now, and it would not be difficult to marry another princess.

If his previous wife was allowed to enter the imperial mausoleum, the remarried wife would not be able to, and if the remarried wife held a grudge because of this, Yu'er's life would definitely not be easy.

In addition, there is still Chenchen, the emperor always wants to plan more, and after avoiding too many worries, he hopes that she can treat Chenchen as a parent and child.

After the emperor expressed his concerns one by one, he brought up another point.

"That woman is remarried after all..."

In the royal family, there were widows who remarried before as side concubines, but this was the first time for the main wife.

The queen sighed and pushed a cup of tea in front of the emperor.

"Anyway, I helped Yu'er when he was sad before, and gave birth to Chenchen, so what if she is remarried?"

"If it wasn't because of her presence, Yu'er's life would have been so sad back then. She has to raise so many children, and those children are still ignorant."

The queen persuaded in soft words, hoping to change His Majesty's mind.

The emperor always valued the opinion of the empress, and after thinking about it, he also felt that if he followed his arrangement, it would appear that their royal family was a bit ruthless.

"Your Majesty, if you don't let her enter the imperial mausoleum, the name is unfair, so what should Chenchen do?"

The emperor thought of that clever little guy, who was exactly the same as his youngest son when he was a child.

He said he was afraid of himself, indeed he was afraid every time, but he was able to say those bold words, every time the emperor thought of it, he couldn't help but smile knowingly.

"Forget it, let's do it according to the rules."

"Chenchen, I casually mentioned it to Yuer at the beginning, saying that if he has a child in the future, his son will be called Xianchen, and his daughter will be called Xianting. I didn't expect him to remember it."

The emperor thought of this incident last night, and it only occupied a corner of his memory at first, but after such a line hooked it up, he remembered it very clearly.

"Chenchen looks quite clever, but I heard that the children Yu'er adopted before seem to be out of order."

"Those who can frame Chenchen will have something good."

As soon as those people were mentioned, the emperor's eyes were full of disgust. If he knew it was such a sect, he would not be willing to send his son into it.

In his heart, Chenchen is his own grandson, and must be more important than those people.

"Since you don't know much about the rules, let the nanny in your palace teach them the rules, and then start serving people after you learn it."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Just as the queen finished speaking, a little guy in bright yellow clothes ran in holding a bouquet of flowers.

"Imperial Grandmother, Imperial Grandmother, look at the flowers Chenchen picked for you."

Chenchen handed the flowers to the queen. These flowers are relatively common in the imperial garden. The queen has lived in the palace for decades, and she has long been tired of looking at things.

Now this familiar flower, coupled with the smile on the little guy's face, the queen really felt a little fresh.

Taking it over and taking a closer look, Chenchen climbed onto the cave by himself, and took a sip of the cup of tea that he hadn't had time to drink in front of the emperor.

The emperor watched his bold action, widened his eyes and asked with a cold face: "Is my tea good?"

"Well, it's a bit bitter, I don't like to drink it."

Chenchen grew up in that place. Before that, he always thought that he was an ordinary citizen, and he didn't understand many rules in the palace.

The empress likes to see his naughty appearance, and the emperor is reluctant to restrain him cruelly, after all, this little guy just came back with his father.

Now the three of them are sitting together, not like the emperor's family, but more like the grandparents of ordinary people's family when they get together.

"Then I'll go and get you a cup that's not bitter?"

The emperor stared at the sweat running out of his forehead, and wiped it off for him with a handkerchief.

Maybe it's because I have seen too many well-behaved people in the palace, so when I suddenly saw such an unruly person as Chen Chen, I felt very special.

This unique vigor and naughtiness is different from those children in the Prince's House.

After all, it was because he was Xianyu's son, and with this status, no matter what Chenchen looked like, he was good in the eyes of the emperor.

Chenchen was lying there staring at grandma, seeing that grandma was holding the flowers she picked in her hands all the time, tilting her head and smiling at grandma.

He listened distractedly to what Grandpa Huang said, propped his chin and stared at Grandpa Huang, and began to think seriously.

"Well, Grandpa Huang can give me another cup, can I drink it directly if it's not bitter?"

If it is hot, he will have to wait a while before drinking it, which is really not worthwhile.

"I'm here to serve you?"

The emperor leaned there and asked in a low voice, while the queen held the flower and stared out the window, pretending she didn't hear anything.

Chen Chen stretched out his hand and hugged Grandpa Huang's arm, and sat up and kissed Grandpa Huang's side as he usually did when he acted like a baby with his father.

"Thank you, Grandpa Huang."

The sweet words of grandpa made the emperor very comfortable, and he really sat up and poured him a cup of tea, handed it to Chen Chen and gently pinched his nose.

"You are the first one who dares to let me serve you."

The cub who was eager to drink water nodded his head perfunctorily, and replied without raising his head: "Ang~"