Gao Chi of the Ming River

Zhu Di watched Zhu Gaochi turn around and leave, feeling uneasy and angry, but still clenched his hands into fists, suppressing his urge to rush up and drag that brat back!

What happened last night had a greater impact on that kid...

Zhu Di stared fixedly at the boy who stopped walking leisurely and hurried away, maybe... this is also an opportunity...

There are too many variables in Nanjing!

Thinking of the news he received yesterday, Zhu Di's eyes darkened.

"Your Majesty! The slave family has already known... that Miss Zhang will come to Peiping next month..."

"Get married?"

"Yes!"

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Zhu Gaochi hurried all the way, and when he returned to Songtao Courtyard, Ma Sanbao and Zhiqin hurriedly greeted him.

Zhu Gaochi smiled gently, "Okay, it's getting late, you guys go down and rest too. I don't need to wait here."

Ma Sanbao was a little worried. Seeing that Zhu Gaochi turned around and entered the back room, he hurriedly followed, and asked softly, "My lord, my servant prepared hot water for you to wash your face?"

Zhu Gaochi shook his head slowly and smiled gently, "No need. All right. Go down. I'm going to rest."

Ma Sanbao had no choice but to retreat respectfully.

After exiting Zhu Gaochi's room, Zhiqin rushed up and asked, "Sanbao, what's wrong with your son? Have you been punished by the prince?"

No way?The prince loves the prince so much...

Zhiqin felt uneasy, but remembered that Shi Zi was beaten by the prince when he was a child, so he looked at Ma Sanbao anxiously.

Ma Sanbao shook his head in a daze, and smiled wryly, "Zhiqin, the prince said that he is tired and wants to rest, so let's not bother him."

Zhiqin had no choice but to back down.

Seeing that Zhiqin retreated, Ma Sanbao turned his head and glanced at the room with the closed door, worried in his heart, Shizi has never been like this tonight... There is a gentle smile on his face, but it is so stiff...

At this time, in the room, Zhu Gaochi was lying on his back, staring at the roof, and he sighed for a while.

What happened to yourself?

Had that kind of dream? !

Also because of that kind of dream? !

Turn over, feel bitter, ashamed!I am so ashamed of myself! !

How should he face his father!

Thinking of just now in Songzhuyuan, his father kept apologizing to himself, and he felt guilty and embarrassed. It was he himself who should apologize to his father...

He actually treated his father...

Zhu Gaochi was annoyed, what happened to him? !

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The next day, Zhu Gaochi woke up at midnight, thought about it, sighed softly, and slowly put on his clothes and pants.

This martial arts still has to be practiced.

This father still has to see...

He can't hide forever.

It's just...Zhu Gaochi was worried, and hoped that his father would stop talking about what happened last night. It would be better for his father to be angry with him and just ignore him...

In this way, I don't have to be stiff and uncomfortable for my father to approach.

But... when I think of my father ignoring me, I feel uncomfortable again!

When Zhu Gaochi scratched his head and sat on the bed with a bitter face, Sanbao knocked on the door and said softly, "My lord, it's time."

"Well, come in." Zhu Gaochi slowly put down his hand, put away his bitter face, and said with a gentle face.

Ma Sanbao entered the room with a water basin, behind him Zhiqin was holding a large plate of white fluff, with an excited smile on his face.

Zhu Gaochi rinsed his mouth, took the handkerchief Ma Sanbao handed over, wiped his face, glanced at what Zhiqin was holding, and asked, "Zhiqin, what is this?"

Zhiqin smiled happily, and said, "My lord, this is the hair of a white tiger that my lord sent over early in the morning. I heard that, When the prince returned to the mansion yesterday, he ordered someone to deal with the white tiger immediately, and he sent it over early this morning, son, look, is it better to make a cloak or a jacket?"

Zhu Gaochi was startled.

Thinking of the past few years when winter is approaching, my father will always go hunting. No matter what he hunts, he will make clothes for himself to keep out the cold...

Is it a white tiger?

That's dangerous, right?

"Senior?" Zhiqin looked at Zhu Gaochi who suddenly became dazed with some puzzlement, and seeing Zhu Gaochi's eyes were darkened, and his expression was a bit haggard, so he couldn't help asking, "Is your son not feeling well?"

Zhu Gaochi came back to his senses and smiled gently, "Ah? It's okay, I just didn't sleep very well last night..." Pointing to the things on the plate, he said, "Let's make a cloak."

Walking out of Tingtao Courtyard, Zhu Gaochi took a deep breath slowly.

I couldn't help thinking, it's okay, that's my dad, it's okay, that's my dad...

Whispering in his heart, he slowly moved towards the grove.

When he finally moved to the grove, Zhu Gaochi stopped and looked into the distance. His father was standing under the big tree, holding a spear in his hand, watching him quietly.

My heart beat two beats faster without warning, and I remembered last night...

Zhu Gaochi slowly calmed down, and then slowly walked towards his father.

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At this time, in a certain boudoir in Nanjing City.

"Qing'er, daddy knows it's difficult for you. Dad also knows...you don't like this marriage...but...the matter of the emperor's grandson is the most important thing!"

"father……"

With a sigh, "Qing'er, you remember. You have to write down the affairs of Prince Yan's mansion, no matter how big or small, and hand them over to the person Mr. Huang Zicheng said..."

"Yes... my daughter remembered it."

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Zhu Di watched Zhu Gaochi walk in slowly, and couldn't help but grasp the gun in his hand.

"My son has met my father." Zhu Gaochi bowed his hands respectfully.Look solemn.

Zhu Di stared at Zhu Gaochi expressionlessly. Zhu Gaochi was nervous, but his face was solemn.

After a long while, Zhu Di slowly raised his hand, pinched Zhu Gaochi's cheek with his fingers, squeezed slightly, squinted his eyes, and snorted coldly, "Little Roubao was very crooked last night! Dad called you, but you ignored it?! Wings are hard?! Don't take dad seriously?!"

……pain!Zhu Gaochi couldn't help frowning his eyebrows slightly, couldn't help but said nana, "Father... son dare not..."

"Hmph!" Zhu Di took advantage of the opportunity to grab Zhu Gaochi, raised his hand and rubbed Zhu Gaochi's head vigorously, pretending to be annoyed, "Don't you dare?? Humph! I don't think you dare! Last time in Nanjing, Dad forbade you Go out, you don't listen! Last night, Dad called you, but you didn't answer!?"

Zhu Gaochi said nah, "Father... son... son is just..."

!

"Just what?!" Zhu Di pretended to be annoyed, "No matter how big the matter is, let me talk about it, what's the point of turning around and leaving?! Ah?!"

Zhu Gaochi smiled wryly in his heart, this matter...can you talk about it?

But when he looked up at the thick black shadows under Zhu Di's eyebrows, Zhu Gaochi's heart was complicated, and his father was afraid... he didn't sleep all night, right?

It's my own problem, but it makes my father worry about me...

Zhu Gaochi felt guilty and uneasy, so he raised his head and said seriously, "Father, my son won't be here anymore!"

Seeing that Zhu Gaochi was finally willing to look up at himself, Zhu Di breathed a sigh of relief.

Thumb gently rubbed the red marks on Zhu Gaochi's face, Zhu Di still pretended to stare, "Let's go! Go eat buns with Dad!"

"Oh." Zhu Gaochi tried his best to ignore the thick calloused thumb on his cheek, and tried his best to ignore the panic and nervousness in his heart.

In the Songzhu courtyard, Zhu Gaochi slowly picked the porridge in the bowl.

Zhu Di picked up a meat bun and put it on the plate in front of Zhu Gaochi, and said, "Here, eat!" After a pause, he said casually, "From now on... don't do this again. And... After eating, eat it!" Go to dad's room to sleep for a while... Dad is going out later, so be good and rest at home today!"

Zhu Gaochi paused, slowly picked up the meat bun, turned to look at his father, but saw that his father had already lowered his head and gulped down the porridge.

Zhu Gaochi lowered his head, biting the meat bun slowly, feeling that today's meat bun... tastes very good!

After dinner, Zhu Di really went out.

Zhu Gaochi watched his father go out, then turned and entered his father's room.

I don't know why... The room that I feel so familiar with on weekdays feels strange and different today, and I feel nervous again.

Slowly laying down on his father's bed, his heart was stunned, and he felt that something was missing. After thinking about it for a long time, he remembered...it seemed that something was missing...his father...

Turning over, Zhu Gaochi suddenly felt that the pillow was not soft enough?Something under the pillow?Zhu Gaochi reached out his hand to touch it, found something, and took a closer look——

A clay figurine?

But it was... an ugly clay figurine...

If... this clay figurine hadn't been broken into three pieces...

Then it should be [-]% similar to myself...

It turns out that Dad... is really repairing clay figurines...

But... so ugly!

Staring at the clay figurine, Zhu Gaochi couldn't help grinning stupidly. Although it's ugly, he likes it!

Staring at the clay figurine, Zhu Gaochi gradually made a decision in his heart, and buried all the messy and inexplicable things in his heart!

He doesn't want his father to show contempt and disgust to him one day!

Absolutely never!

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What Zhu Gaochi didn't know was...

At this time, his father was standing outside the window...

Seeing that Zhu Gaochi finally figured out the clay figurine, his father was relieved.

Seeing Zhu Gaochi staring at the clay figurine in a daze for a while, his father was very nervous.

Seeing Zhu Gaochi slowly showing a silly smile to the clay figurine, but in his father's eyes, it was a very cute smile, and his father finally hooked his lips into a smile...

And at the end, when I saw Zhu Gaochi hugging the clay figurine, kicking off the quilt, and snoring to sleep...

His father couldn't help but soften his eyes, staring at Zhu Gaochi, the smile on the corner of his mouth deepened.

His father muttered, "Why does this kid like to kick the quilt all the time..."