The regent is a yandere who needs to be pampered

Hao'er went back to Dazheng Palace with Zhan'er.

His father and mother were busy with government affairs. They had to get up early in the morning to attend court. After the court, they had to go to Qinzheng Palace to discuss matters with ministers. After the expansion of Dongling's territory, there were more and more memorials in the court. Every day, there were memorials from all over the country. Even if Her Majesty the Queen and the Regent handled it together, they often spent most of the day on government affairs.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was considerate and sensible. He took the responsibility of teaching his younger brother directly. Although he was still a child, he taught his younger brother in a very good way.

Back in Dazheng Palace, Hao'er paid his respects to his father and mother. Qingling knelt on one side and was feeling the pulse of Her Majesty the Queen.

"Where's Qingqing?" Seeing the prince coming back alone, Nan Xi raised her eyebrows slightly, "Why didn't she come back with you?"

"Uncle Yao and Uncle Jin took Hui'er out of the palace, and Qingqing went with them." Hao'er looked at Nan Xi's eyebrows and said with concern, "Is the Queen Mother feeling unwell?"

"Nothing is wrong." Nan Xi smiled and rubbed his head with her hand, "Don't worry."

Then he looked at Zhan'er: "Did you cause any trouble in the study today?"

Zhan'er frowned for a moment: "Queen Mother, do I look like someone who causes trouble?"

"No." Nan Xi laughed, "I just asked a routine question."

Zhan'er laughed and whispered: "I don't dare to cause trouble when my brother is here."

The two brothers walked over to greet their father. Rong Yu asked a few questions about their homework casually, and their performance was remarkable.

"Let's go read a book."

"Yes."

Hao'er took Zhan'er to his study. Zhan'er usually sat in front of the desk and began to recite and write. But today, he was unusual. After sitting down, he held his chin and looked at his brother: "Royal brother."

Hao'er glanced at him: "Hmm?"

"Do you like Chu Qingqing?"

Hao'er was stunned, then frowned slightly, and said maturely: "How can a child have so many likes and dislikes? She is only four years old and has just learned to walk and talk for less than two years."

Zhan'er said, as if relieved: "Then if she and I fall into the water at the same time, who will the royal brother save?"

Hao'er looked at him with a strange expression, as if he didn't understand why he said such a thing: "How could you and her fall into the water at the same time?"

Zhan'er's voice was childish: "I mean if."

"No if." Hao'er picked up the ruler and knocked on his desk, and his majesty was suddenly revealed, "Don't you want to write tonight?"

Zhan'er sat up straight and said obediently: "I I'm asking for real. I'll write as soon as my brother answers me."

"You and her won't fall into the water at the same time, because Uncle Chu will have someone protect her, and my father will also send someone to protect you." Hao'er said seriously, "Even if that happens, the imperial guards will have fished you all out before it's my turn to save you."

Zhan'er was obviously not satisfied with this answer. He frowned for a while, thinking about how to ask in a different way, and then he heard the prince say, "Do you want to know who is more important in my heart?"

Zhan'er heard this and immediately nodded like a chicken pecking at rice: "Yeah."

"Of course you are the most important." Hao'er reached out and touched his little head, "Do you still need to ask?"

Zhan'er's gloom faded from his eyebrows, and his little face seemed to be shining, "There is only Chu Qingqing, a little girl in the upper study room, and there are so many boys. If others like her, my brother is not allowed to like her."

Hao'er knocked on the table again: "Will you write?"

What are you thinking about in your little head?

At such an old age, he hasn't even started reading the Four Books and Five Classics, but he's already thinking about all those random likes and dislikes? Who taught him that?

"Write." Zhan'er spread a piece of rice paper on the table, took a pen and started writing obediently, "Anyway, my brother is not allowed to like her."

Hao'er looked at him, thinking of what Chu Qingqing said about men and women not being able to touch each other, and thought to himself, why would Zhan'er have such an idea? The upper study is a place for reading, not a place for arranging child marriages, where do all these random ideas come from?

"My brother." Zhan'er raised his eyes, "What should I write tonight?"

"Recite the entire Three Character Classic from memory."

"Ah?"

Hao'er's expression was cold: "What?"

"Too long." Zhan'er's face fell slightly, and he looked at him eagerly, "Can you write less?"

Hao'er didn't say anything, just looked at him without saying a word.

Zhan'er felt pressured and dared not say anything, fearing that the ruler would fall into his hand if he was late. He lowered his head and wrote silently: "When a person is born, his nature is good; natures are close, but habits make them different..."

Hao'er stood quietly, his eyes fell on the top of his head, the corners of his mouth curled up, and a rare smile flashed across his cold little face. Then he took the ruler, turned around and walked to his desk to sit down, and began to read.

The study was quiet.

Hao'er thought that this younger brother was the closest person to him besides his father and mother, and he had to protect him well in this life.

…

Xuanyuan Hao and Chu Qingqing are not official couples.

Hao'er and Zhan'er have a simple brotherly love, so don't mess around.

Qingqing is just a four-year-old child, don't tease him all the time, where does such a young child tease come from?

(If you really feel this way, it's my writing style, maybe because I'm not good at writing about children)