The next thing is much easier.

He picked up the little emperor from the bed, the dragon robe he wore when he went to court was still wrinkled by him.

Qiushi changed him into lighter regular clothes, and after changing, Zhong Teng asked someone to change into hot meals.

Zhao Chanzhen obediently sat down across from him, just now he made a fuss, his tied hair was messed up, Qiushi re-styled his hairstyle, but it was not tied up.

Instead, her long hair hangs behind her back like before she went up to court.

He looks even more gentle and graceful.Although this word is used to describe a woman, it is not too wrong to describe him.

Zhao Chanzhen was originally born with indistinguishable gender, even if he has developed a bit now, his Adam's apple is more obvious than before, but when he lowered his eyebrows and sat there obediently, anyone would mistake his gender.He will be regarded as a heroic woman.

Zhong Cheng served him a bowl of soup himself, and did not forget to urge him: "Your Majesty, drink some soup, so as to make up for the lost golden beans."

Like a real cat, Zhao Chan let out a "hum", reached out to take the soup bowl, put it in front of him, and drank it seriously.

Did not even refute.

Not happy that there were other people when the two were together, Zhong Teng waved away the palace people, even Zhao Xi also retreated.

The weather was excellent, the sun didn't feel like it was drying when it came in, Zhao Chanzhen's face was as white as rosy, like a fine jade.

Zhong Teng put vegetables on his plate, and then asked lightly, "Why are you crying today?"

Zhao Chanzhen's eating was slow for a few seconds, and then he fed himself a mouthful of soup before slowly sitting up straight.

Seeing that he hadn't spoken yet, he was about to shed a few tears first.

Zhong Cheng hurriedly stopped, "Your Majesty, don't cry anymore, you will be more delicate than the baby in that woman's arms."

Hearing Zhong Cheng compare him to a baby, Zhao Chanzhen wanted to refute immediately, but just as the words came out, he pinched him back.

Originally, he didn't want to cry so hard, so he just pretended, but when he thought that after Zhong Teng left the palace, there was only one royal grandma who was eyeing him, and a group of court ladies and eunuchs who couldn't see the camp.

He was really scared, as if he had returned to the isolated and helpless situation back then.

So the more I think about it, the more sad I become.

It seemed that he really didn't want Zhong Teng to go, but Zhong Teng had to go out of the palace.

Zhao Chanzhen sat there dejectedly, with his shoulders drooping, looking extremely pitiful, "The emperor will make fun of Chanzhen, and the baby will only cry when he knows his mother is there. But what is Chanzhen?"

Having lived in the palace for a long time, he always knew how to use other people's sympathy and affection to improve his own environment.Also found that as long as he sells badly, Zhong Teng will treat him better.

Now this trick is used with great proficiency, and it was originally an ordinary trick.

But he didn't know that Zhong Teng was thinking about something.

Chen Shichun went to Jiuhua Mountain under his order, and he found two corpses in the bamboo forest of Houshan, one of a woman and the other of a baby.

It has been proved in disguise that what Zhao said is not false.

But in this way, Zhao Chanzhen, who bears the name of the late emperor's son, is nothing.

He really has nothing.

When he was entrusted by his biological mother to give, he didn't even have a name, and even the maternal love he wanted to get from Qingzhu was not given by his real mother.

Until he died in the dilapidated yard in the original text, he didn't know where the root of his withered fate was.

Don't you just respond to what he said now?He has nothing.

"Nonsense!" Zhong Cheng felt uncomfortable, and as soon as he said this, the little emperor was startled.

Zhao Chanzhen stared at him with wide eyes, seemingly puzzled: "Uncle Huang?"

Apparently he was a little too obvious.

Zhong Cheng grabbed his hand, his expression regained his composure, and said: "You are the lord of the world, and no one is more noble than you. What you have is the fate of the people of Dazhao, and their suffering and happiness are your suffering." Have fun."

It seems that they want to take the opportunity to educate him.Zhao Chanzhen secretly twitched the corners of his mouth, feeling relieved, put his other hand on the back of Zhong Cheng's hand, and turned into that well-behaved and sensible young emperor again, and said seriously: "Zhen really knows, Chan really wants to deal with the people. A good emperor who is responsible to the people."

"It's Zen Zhen's short-sightedness. It's just that the emperor's uncle is also a teacher and father to Chan Zhen. He is the closest and most trusted person in this world. Chan Zhen wants to get closer to the emperor's uncle so that he can learn more. There is more reason to govern the world."

As the little emperor spoke, he tilted his head slightly, with a pure and firm expression on his face, which made Zhong Cheng's heart surge.

Look, what is cultivation!

No, what is transformation!He has trained a vase emperor who only knows how to "beep and be afraid" into a real emperor who is extremely sensible!

The old father's satisfaction welled up in Zhong Teng's heart, and his eyes were almost full of tears.

Automatically ignored the small movement of the little emperor playing with his knuckles with both hands.

He said: "Your Majesty has this kind of heart, it is very good. I am not in the palace, but also to avoid suspicion. Your Majesty has grown up, and will marry a happy woman in the future..."

In the middle of Zhong Cheng's words, pain came from his fingertips.

Zhao Chanzhen looked at him with an apologetic face, and at some point a cloud of pink floated on his face, he hesitated and said: "Zhen really doesn't have a happy woman."

Obviously shy.

Zhong Teng got used to his shy temper from time to time, withdrew his hand and said, "You are still young now, so it won't be too late to meet you later."

Zhao Chanzhen nodded indiscriminately, and asked in a low voice: "Does the emperor have a woman he likes?"

His voice was too low, Zhong Cheng pretended not to hear clearly, and asked again.

"what?"

Zhao Chanzhen looked directly at him, looked away in panic, but quickly turned around, and said, "Does the emperor have a woman he likes?"

It's been a long time since I saw him with his long hair hanging down his back.

With such an expression, Zhong Teng thought of Zhao Chanzhen for the first time when he stood in the snow with bare feet and looked at him in the same panic for a moment.

There was sorrow and despair hidden in the eyes, as deep as a bottomless pool of water.

Now in these eyes, under the sunlight, the original color of the pupils is revealed, which actually has some strange blue color.If you don't look at it in the sun, you won't notice it at all on weekdays.

Zhong Cheng was rarely distracted.

Zhao Chanzhen took his silence as a default.

After a while, he asked again: "Is it because of that woman that the emperor guards himself like a jade?"

What is guarding oneself like a jade?Zhong Cheng came back to his senses, pursed his lips, but didn't say anything.He brought some food for him again, and said: "Your Majesty, eat quickly, it's going to be cold."

Zhao Chan was really depressed, but he didn't show it. He smiled obediently and began to eat seriously.

After eating, Zhao Chanzhen began to read the brochures, Zhong Teng sat aside for a while, then found an excuse to come out.

When he walked to an open place, he called Chen Shichun forward and said, "Go and find out the life experience of the woman buried in Mount Jiuhua. She may have a foreign blood, or have contact with people with a foreign blood."

Chen Shichun was slightly surprised, but quickly responded: "Yes!"

Then he said: "My lord, didn't you send Li Wei to contact the old man in Nanyang? My subordinates recently learned that he has visited him three times, but they were rejected all the time, or they are still subordinates..." He said He made a gesture of wiping his neck, "Subordinate, go down and arrest his family and take him to Jinling?"

With an indescribable expression on Zhong Cheng's face, he bent his finger and gave him a touch.

"Don't pretend to be smart, do whatever this king asks you to do. Li Wei is a smart man, if he can't do this little thing well, then don't expect him to do something big."

Chen Shichun sneered slightly, then took the order and left.

Zhong Cheng stayed in the garden for a while before returning to the imperial study.

Zhao Chanzhen was crouching in front of the desk, reviewing the papers in an orderly manner.

In the palace where Zhong Teng usually lived, Zhao Xi was busy getting some things moved back to the Yong'an Palace, and the movements were still quiet.

After dinner, Zhong Teng didn't go to the next door, but took his leave, wanting to leave before the palace gate closed.

Only then did Zhao Chanzhen know, but in one afternoon, his house had been moved.

In desperation, he grabbed his sleeve and asked, "Uncle Huang is leaving so soon?"

Zhong Cheng stared at him for a while, then suddenly grabbed his hand, and let it go quickly: "Your Majesty, in a few hours, you will be able to see me in the hall."

They offered food and drink all day long, and the little emperor didn't gain weight, and his hands were still so slender, maybe it was cold and cold at night in March.

After all, the little emperor had to grow up, and what he wanted to cultivate was a bloodthirsty beast.

And beasts, regardless of strength or weakness, have their own sense of territory.

His little emperor should also grow up.

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