"Pheasant cub soup..."
Emperor Zhengxing murmured, unconsciously confused.
Looking at the well-behaved son in front of him, he seemed to remember how he felt when he took over a wrinkly baby from the midwife's hands six or seven years ago.
He still remembered that the little baby who was just born and lying in his hand crying, was so small, so white, so soft, with clear and clean tearful eyes, and it cried extremely loudly. He was happy, distressed, and loving towards her.
Because this is his child, his flesh and blood.
In fact, at that time, he was not considered a father for the first time. At that time, he already had the eldest prince and the eldest princess. It's a pity that none of them belong to the life he values.
Only he, only Mu Yunzheng, was the child of his beloved wife.
So he loved this child very much.
At that time, it wasn't that he didn't know what was going to happen between him and the Gu family in the future, but he simply closed his eyes and didn't think about it, and just had fun for a while.
"Why did Zheng'er think of eating this soup?" Emperor Zhengxing knelt down with a soft face and looked at the child in front of him carefully.
He looks so much like his mother.
The second prince blinked his clear eyes and answered without thinking: "Back to my father, I vaguely remember that when I had a high fever, I couldn't eat anything, and it was my father who fed him pheasant cub soup with his own hands that made me feel better. I have always been thinking about it. With that smell.”
Chen Jieyu turned her eyes slightly and nodded to him with a half-smile.
These words made Emperor Zhengxing's eyes twitch.
Yes, he really loved this child, otherwise he would not have granted him the position of crown prince when he was one year old. It is true that the Gu family's reasons were naturally involved, but if he didn't really care about him, he wouldn't have let him sit on the throne so quickly.
"Do the people in the Shangshan Supervisor treat you so harshly? Why don't they even give you pheasant cub soup and force you to come to Chen Jieyu?" Emperor Zhengxing felt embarrassed and uncomfortable.
His son, as a father, was neglected, but others could not bully him. The master was the master, and he could not be despised by his slaves.
Chen Jieyu's eyes turned, she stepped forward to hold Emperor Zhengxing's arm and scolded: "Yes, it's okay for a father who only cares about government affairs all day long and can't take care of the children for a while! It's just that the people below are all Some snobbish people think that the master is not favored, so they can't use any means to harm people!"
Emperor Zhengxing thought for a long time after hearing this.
There was a blush on the second prince's jade-like face, and he interrupted loudly: "No! Father, Madam Chen, and the people in the Shangri-La Superintendent are not like this! They are all very good at cooking and serious about their work. It’s just that I’ve been a bit naughty since I was little, the pheasant rooster soup... has to be made with fresh pheasant cubs and all kinds of fresh mushrooms!”
After saying that, he blushed and stuck out his tongue, looking very ashamed.
Emperor Zhengxing felt relieved and laughed loudly: "Yes, yes, our royal children have to be pampered and raised like this! My son is worthy of being a son of the heavenly family!"
Chen Jieyu couldn't help but curl her lips in her heart. A man who is upright and upright must go through heaven to entrust him with great responsibilities. He has to work hard on his mind, strain his muscles and bones, starve his skin, deplete his body, and do all kinds of chaos. How did he get there? Is it the other way around here? Maybe... His Majesty doesn't want his son to become a man of uprightness. Maybe being a rich and idle idiot prince in the future is what he, as a father, really wants in his heart.
She was afraid that His Majesty might not be able to see clearly what was going on underneath because of his high position. She watched with cold eyes, but she felt that the Second Prince was young but his thoughts were not simple.
Even though she was thinking like this, she still had an angry smile on her face and kept teasing her: "Everyone says that my father is a strict father, but your majesty is a rare kind father. He is so tolerant and kind to his children. It really makes me happy." I'm so touched! It's just that a loving father wants to use the little cubs that I have raised for so long to show his generosity. Oh, I'm so sad!" He used the silk to wipe his eyes, looking at Zhenzhen'er's grievances. Pitiful.
"Look at how bitter you are. From now on, you will have a lot of babies to raise!" Emperor Zhengxing stood up and smiled calmly, but did not look at her.
Chen Jieyu raised the corners of her mouth slightly but said nothing.
Emperor Zhengxing, who was indulging in the love drama between father and son, did not notice it. He even made the decision for Chen Jieyu with a smile and ordered someone to send one of her pheasant cubs to the Jianxian Pavilion.
The second prince hurriedly waved his hand and said: "Father, there is no need to trouble Madam Chen's palace servants. Before I came, I sent a very skilled maid."
"oh?"
Seeing that Emperor Zhengxing was slightly confused, the second prince waved to Cen Xijin who was standing under the corridor, and Emperor Zhengxing turned to look.
So Cen Xijin, who had been hiding in the corridor and shivering, hurriedly knelt down, bowed his head and worshiped loudly: "I have met your majesty, Cen Xijin, the palace maid of Xian Palace, and met Chen Jieyu."
"Oh? Come forward and let me have a look." Emperor Zhengxing frowned unconsciously. In fact, Cen Xijin only met him a few times, and there was nothing special about his appearance. Naturally, he didn't recognize him, but this The name...isn't it the youngest maid in the palace?
It was the Queen Mother who promoted her.
Cen Xijin walked forward with his head shrunk like an ostrich, then knelt down again and worshiped in a low voice: "I have met Your Majesty."
Seeing that she was the eldest palace maid, Emperor Zhengxing looked lightly, but casually asked, "How old are you?"
Cen Xijin shrank his head and replied politely: "My servant is almost ten years old."
Emperor Zhengxing asked again: "Are you still used to serving the second prince?"
Cen Xijin raised his eyebrows and replied hurriedly: "Your Majesty, no matter how respected this maid is, she is still a slave. Serving the master is a slave's duty. How can she not get used to being served! Besides, The second prince is also very lenient towards his slaves."
"Well, that's right. He's quite a stable person at such a young age," Emperor Zhengxing praised. He looked up and saw the palace servant who caught the pheasant cubs coming with the pheasant cubs, so he became polite and said, "Then please help the palace maid. Take the pheasant cub back."
Cen Xi Jinfang breathed a sigh of relief, and was about to pick up the pheasant cub from the palace servant's hand, when the second prince stared at the other side and said something unexpected.
The second prince sniffed and looked at the pheasant Huayi who was pecking at bugs around Chen Jieyu with a complicated look on his face: "Ms. Chen, is this pheasant cub born to Huayi?"
Chen Jieyu was startled: "Well, Huayi is a rooster, how can he give birth to cubs?"
The second prince narrowed his eyes and his eyebrows became clearer: "Huayi is very beautiful. Madam Chen, can I touch Huayi?"
Cen Xijin held her breath and was a little suspicious. After spending many days together, she also knew that the second prince hated these beasts the most. How could he...
