There was no crib prepared in the imperial study.

Emperor Yuanwu simply placed a soft cushion on the table where he was reviewing memorials and placed Mu Qianqian on it.

In this way, he could review memorials while watching Mu Qianqian suck her fingers.

Mu Qianqian: ...

Although this behavior is shameful.

But as a baby, the action of sucking her fingers still gave her great satisfaction.

She stared at the painting on the ceiling.

All he could think about was how to recover his magic power as quickly as possible so that he could let her return to her original world.

From time to time, the sound of Emperor Yuanwu sighing could be heard in her ears, interrupting all of Mu Qianqian's thoughts.

She turned her head to look at Emperor Yuanwu and found that he was staring at a memorial. She had no idea what was written in the memorial, but his brows were deeply twisted into the shape of a "川" character.

According to Mu Qianqian's inference, Emperor Yuanwu took a memorial from one side, reviewed it, and then put it to the other side.

He should have at least a few hundred memorials to review.

But it was already getting dark outside.

Is it after court tomorrow morning?

A bunch of memorials will be handed in again.

And it happened that Emperor Yuanwu was feeling restless.

Wu Jixiang came in and reminded him that he would go to Zhenpin's palace in the evening, and asked him if he wanted to have dinner in Zhenpin's palace as well.

Mu Qianqian felt it deeply for the first time.

Being an emperor is really difficult.

Forget about the memorials that you can’t finish reviewing.

And also to expand the royal family.

Every day after dark, dozens or even hundreds of concubines would line up and try every possible means to sleep with him.

No wonder emperors have always had short lives since ancient times.

How much leeks, oysters and wolfberries should I eat to replenish my weakened body?

Mu Qianqian: I can only sympathize with him for one second, no more!

Because her father is so pitiful.

She should help him.

[Dad, you've worked so hard.]

Emperor Yuanwu heard his daughter's voice and turned to look at her.

"Do you think it's easy to be an emperor?"

Emperor Yuanwu put down the pen in his hand, pulled Mu Qianqian's fingers out of her mouth, and wiped her hands with some disgust: "You have a conscience."

Mu Qianqian: ...

His daddy.

Just speak.

What are you doing with your hands and feet?

She is eating with great relish!

[Dad, the reason you are so busy every day is mainly because you are of this generation and don’t know how to organize and sort things.]

[You work so hard every day marking documents because they all look exactly the same, no matter how important or not.]

[If you divide these folding papers into different colors, for example, yellow is for greetings, red is for important ones, and green is for ordinary ones.]

[When officials from various places send their memorials to you, you can have them categorized by color. This way, you can review the important ones first, and the memorials of greeting can be reviewed at once.]

[Does this make your daily work a lot easier? ]

Mu Qianqian blinked proudly.

No need to thank her.

These are all the little tricks she usually uses to quickly get away with something.

Emperor Yuanwu listened to his daughter's voice and thought it made sense.

He really likes Mu Qianqian more and more.

Glance at the time.

Emperor Yuanwu felt that it was almost time for Mu Qianqian to breastfeed.

He stood up and planned to send her back to Concubine Shu's palace.

Mu Qianqian: ...

【father! 】

[You are so rude. I have been working with you here for the whole afternoon.]

[If you want to favor that beautiful lady now, you have to send me back.]

【Can't you take me with you? 】

[I haven’t watched the classic blockbuster of the island country yet…]

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