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Gu Changfeng didn't know what happened in Suixia School, nor did he know that the news of his "two-timing" had spread. He only knew that if he didn't look for his brother, Zhou Chaoyang would dominate him.

You can’t afford to offend the second generation of officials.

He spread rumors about Shen Mingjue and beat Wen Heng. Do you really think he won't be angry?

Xiao Wo said helplessly: "You really have to help him. At least now, you can't touch him."

Gu Changfeng sighed and asked Li Xue to lead him into the emperor's inner palace.

Thinking back to the last time he came here, he was awakened by the little emperor because he "fell asleep". Gu Changfeng felt warm in his heart. He didn't know if it was because this body had a blood relationship with the little emperor, or if it was because he or the little emperor was the first person who treated him very well, he felt that he and Gu Changli should be close.

This kind of relationship is really amazing. It eliminates a lot of the unreality of entering this virtual world.

The inner hall of the little emperor was much more spacious than that of Prince Yong's palace. The lighting was all warm yellow colored glaze. An incense burner was lit in the hall, and smoke was wafting out. As the sunlight from outside shone in, the misty smoke was cast in different colors. Orange and purple were intertwined, dancing with the flow of air.

It is exactly in line with the saying "the sun shines on the incense burner and produces purple smoke."

Gu Changfeng thought, if he played a piece of music at this moment, accompanied by a light warm fragrance, covered with a thick quilt, and had a good sleep, it would be nice.

However, the little emperor had very high demands on himself. There was nothing to entertain himself here, and there was a two-inch high pile of memorials on the only desk. If he didn't deal with them in time, he would have to stay up late.

"Brother!" A crisp voice came from behind. Gu Changli was panting, his young face full of joy at his arrival. He took a few quick steps and threw himself into his arms.

Gu Changfeng was slightly stunned. Why were they all trying to get into someone's arms?

At this time, Zhao Si, who was grinding ink for the two new masters, sneezed violently.

Li Xue stumbled over and said in a shrill voice, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, please slow down. I can't keep up."

Before Li Xue came in, Gu Changfeng gently pinched the little emperor's face and pulled him away from his arms.

This is really against the rules.

He knelt on one knee, with his hands on his chest, and said, "I pay my respects to the Emperor. Long live the Emperor."

The little emperor also realized that someone had come in, and he unnaturally helped his brother up, "Li Xue, the prince is a little thirsty, go to the imperial kitchen and make some pear soup and osmanthus cake."

Li Xue agreed flatteringly and left happily again.

The two brothers were left alone in the empty hall.

"Let me see. After not seeing you for a month, Changli seems to have grown taller and stronger." Gu Changfeng looked at his adopted brother with a smile on his face.

Gu Changli was even happier. Seeing that his brother was willing to be close to him, he turned around in front of Gu Changfeng and blushed: "No way, brother, Changli is not fat."

The little emperor pointed at the memorials on the table and pouted: "You don't know how tired I am every day. There are so many memorials waiting for me to deal with alone. Those ministers are ignorant and have to write one even when it rains. Why do they let me be the emperor? I don't want it. It would be great if my brother could be the emperor. Then Chang Li wouldn't have to be so tired..."

Gu Changfeng broke out in a cold sweat after hearing his words. Xiao Wo noticed that something was wrong with him in time and immediately sent him a memory: that was when the late emperor held his hand and explained his final affairs before he passed away.

"Chang Feng, Chang Li is still young, and he needs your support. If he is not worthy of the position in the future, you, you will replace him!" The late emperor coughed violently and spit out a few mouthfuls of blood. His face was pale, and he was on the verge of death.

"Your Majesty! No!" Gu Changfeng shook his head. "Chang Li is your biological son. He has been learning the principles and methods of governing a country from the Grand Tutor since he was a child. How can he be unworthy of his position? I will do my best to assist him and make him a wise ruler like you!"

The late emperor looked at him without saying anything, as if he was thinking whether his words were from the heart.

"Okay, good children, Da Qi is handed over to you..." After saying this, the late emperor passed away.

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Gu Changfeng didn't know whether Gu Changli, at this age, had believed the slander and was testing him with words, but no matter what, he had to make his position clear, "Changli, I promised the late emperor that I would be your loyal subject for the rest of my life. We two brothers must work together to make Da Qi peaceful and prosperous. Have you forgotten this?"

Gu Changli nodded and said with a smile: "I haven't forgotten, brother. I was just joking. I know your goal, which is to be good for the country and the people, and to ensure their safety and well-being. You said you would assist me for the rest of my life. Brother, Changli believes in you. I will always believe in you."

The alarm bells in Gu Changfeng's heart finally stopped ringing. He took the little emperor's hand and saw that the places where calluses should have appeared were extremely tender and smooth, while the places where calluses should not have appeared had a thin layer of calluses. He knew that the little emperor must have reviewed memorials far less frequently than he handled those porcelains recently.

The little emperor was seen through and withdrew his hand embarrassedly.

"Thank you for your hard work, Changli. The porcelain cup you gave me is very beautiful. If you hadn't been thinking about me, I wouldn't have recovered so quickly."

The young emperor thought his brother would say that he was not doing his job properly, like the censors did, but his brother did not mention it.

"Does your hand hurt?"

His brother only cared about his feelings.

"It doesn't hurt anymore, brother. I hope you're fine."

"Me too, Chang Li. Your health is my top priority." He applied the special "hand cream" from Prince Yong's Mansion on the little emperor's palms, "How about we not go to burn porcelain today?"

The little emperor nodded silently.

Afterwards, one of them drank the pear soup prepared by Li Xue while the other honestly reviewed all the memorials.

When the young emperor invited him to have dinner, Gu Changfeng finally asked about the important matter that concerned his talent.

"How do you plan to celebrate your birthday this year, Changli?"

The little emperor took a bite of food and blinked, "Same as before?"

Gu Changfeng: "In the past few years, we hurriedly held it because it was during the mourning period, and the harvest was poor, so the treasury was empty. Now that three years have passed, the treasury is full, why not hold a grand ceremony?"

The little emperor said unnaturally: "That's true, but it's troublesome to hold a birthday ceremony. It's okay to be a little hasty at my age..." He didn't know if he realized something, and smiled: "Brother, did you not eat delicious food under the Sui, so you want to eat it back at my birthday ceremony?"

Gu Changfeng pinched his palms, thinking that the food in Suixia was indeed not good, but with a beautiful woman as his company every day, his appetite was still okay.

Fortunately, the little emperor didn't think about anything else.

He coughed and said nothing more.

The little emperor smiled and said, "Then do as I say."