"The Ai family plans to go back to their hometown for a visit. It has been more than a year. The Ai family misses their father very much. The last time they met briefly, it was under the same circumstances..."
Lou Jinhuan lowered his eyes slightly as he spoke.
Seeing that she seemed a little sad, the little emperor hurriedly said: "My mother is now the queen mother, and she can go wherever she goes. You can go back to your home if you want. I will let the imperial guards escort you."
"No need, the Royal Guards are too showy. The Aijia just went back to have a look. If the formation is too big, it will easily arouse criticism from others. The Aijia understands His Majesty's kindness."
She resolutely refused, and the little emperor had no choice but to watch her leave.
When Lou Jinhuan left the imperial study, the little emperor said in a deep voice: "Tianying——"
A figure floated out from the darkness and knelt on the ground silently.
"Follow up."
"yes."
The dark shadow disappeared quickly after leaving the imperial study room's door.
"Mother, I hope you will not disappoint me."
The little emperor lowered his eyes and looked at the memorial on the case.
…
Lou Jinhuan only took a carriage this time, taking Chu Yun, Du Ruo and four guards with him.
These four guards were her confidants, trained by Duke Fu. Duke Fu agreed to marry his daughter, so the late emperor was particularly gracious and allowed these four to stay.
The guard driving the car pulled the reins and looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar vermilion gate with a bit of emotion in his eyes, "My dear, we're home."
When Lou Jinhuan heard these words, his heart moved slightly. Chuyun and Du Ruo opened the car curtain and helped her get out of the car. She suddenly decided to come back without notifying anyone in advance. Two guards stood at the door.
He picked up a carriage and stepped forward immediately, "You - ah? My dear!"
Lou Jinhuan nodded at them: "No need to be polite. The Ai family came back to see my father. Is he here?"
The guard nodded excitedly: "Yes, I have a rest today. The Duke is boxing at home."
As he spoke, one went to open the door, and the other rushed into the house, shouting happily as he ran: "The Queen Mother is back! My lord, the Queen Mother is back!"
Justice Fuguo was boxing in the yard with his upper body naked. When he heard this, he staggered and quickly grabbed the clothes on one side and put them on.
"What? Who's back? What were you dreaming about in broad daylight?"
While cursing, he fastened his clothes honestly. The guard's face turned red as he ran, "Really, Duke, everyone is at the door!"
The Duke of Fu was silent for a moment.
The next moment, the guard felt a black whirlwind blowing past him.
Guard: "..."
…
"Huan'er!"
Lou Jinhuan was holding Chu Yun's hand on the steps when he heard a powerful shout that echoed through the sky.
Lou Jinhuan: "..."
Duke Fuguo looks good at first glance.
"Dad." Lou Jinhuan stood still on the steps, watching Fu Guogong running over. He wanted to reach out and hug her excitedly, but when he saw that it was at the door, he took it back awkwardly, rubbed his hands and said, "Quickly.
,come on in--"
"Why didn't you inform me in advance when you came back? Dad could take care of things."
Fuguo Gong embarrassedly wiped the sweat from the fist with the back of his hand.
Lou Jinhuan didn't dislike it after seeing him. She took out the handkerchief from her arms and handed it to him, "That's good."
The Duke of Fu looked at her with emotion, and soon his eyes became moist. Thousands of words were stuck in his heart. In the end, he just patted her shoulder with restraint and said, "You have been wronged."
Lou Jinhuan looked at him turning his face away and wiping his tears with a small handkerchief. She felt that she should say something, but she couldn't describe this feeling.
I could only imitate him dryly and pat him on the shoulder: "Dad, I'm fine."
"Come on, let's sit down and talk."
Duke Fu led Lou Jinhuan into the front hall, but Duke Fu did not give up his seat to her, and they sat next to each other below.
Duke Fu looked at her carefully and said nothing for a while. Finally, he turned his face away and wiped his tears again, "She lost weight."
Lou Jinhuan: "..."
Dad, are you made of water?
When I met him in the palace before, I never thought he was so soft-hearted, right?
"Dad, I'm really fine. It's just that I caught a cold a few days ago and I have to avoid eating. I've lost some weight now, and I'll be able to eat it back in a few days."
"Okay, it's better to be fatter. If you are fatter, you will look blessed. Anyway, the late emperor is pregnant, so you don't have to show it to others."
Lou Jinhuan: "..."
She glanced at Chu Yun and Du Ruo standing at the door. They were silent for a moment, turned their backs and covered their ears.
A vivid interpretation of what it means to hide one’s ears and steal one’s bell.
"Speaking of which, why did you suddenly leave the palace? Is the little emperor angry with you? That bastard father has long disliked him. He is not a big man and has as many tricks as a colander."
Duke Fuguo slapped the table and held back his tears instantly.
Lou Jinhuan was amazed at the speed of his change of expression, "Not really, there's just someone I want to see."
"What? Isn't it dad?" Fu Guogong looked at her in shock, showing a hint of sadness.
Lou Jinhuan paused, and finally said truthfully: "I plan to meet the regent."
"Well——" Duke Fu suddenly burst into tears, turned his head and sobbed twice, "I really don't miss my father."
However, before Lou Jinhuan could think of how to appease him, Fuguo Gong slapped the table again and blew his beard and asked, "Why are you seeing him? That brat is not a good cake at first sight!"
Lou Jinhuan: "..."
[The Duke Fu’s impression of the royal family: the late emperor—the one with a big stomach, the little emperor—a colander, and the regent—not a good cake]
[Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha! He is an old man who knows metaphors]
"You don't have a crush on him, do you? He's worthy of whatever he is?"
The Duke Fuguo got angrier and angrier as he talked, and the table banged loudly.
Lou Jinhuan patted his shoulder and said, "Dad, calm down first."
"How can I be calm? Even if I was fucked by an old pig, now I have to be fucked by a black-hearted pig! My heart -"
He kept talking and banged the table while talking.
"Pah, pah, pah—"
Lou Jinhuan patted him on the shoulder.
"Pah, pah, pah—"
Finally, Lou Jinhuan couldn't bear it anymore and punched him, "Okay!"
This punch required some strength, but Fu Guogong's skin was thick and thick, and the punch was not painful or itchy. He saw that Lou Jinhuan was serious, so he shut up.
Lou Jinhuan stood up and said: "He and I are now in a cooperative relationship. As you said, dad, the little emperor is very evil. He used me to set up Yan Ruqing last time. He is in the first year of junior high school, so don't blame me for being in the fifteenth year.
It’s not like he has to be the emperor of Daxia.”
Duke Fu's face gradually became serious, "Have you really thought about it? Do you want to support Yan Ruqing? He is no less clever than the little emperor, and he is so big, it is even harder to control. If he crosses the river and burns the bridge..."
"Then I will die with him." Lou Jinhuan said coldly: "If you want to not be controlled by others, you have to take the initiative."
The auxiliary Duke was silent.
"Dad, don't worry, I won't implicate the Fuguo Palace. You and your brother can just scold Yan Ruqing as usual and wait for the opportunity."
Lou Jinhuan turned around to face him. Duke Fu raised his head and sighed, "Okay, dad listens to you. Why did dad only have a precious daughter like you?"
Lou Jinhuan breathed a sigh of relief and hugged Duke Fu with gratitude, "Thank you, dad."
Her heart felt a little numb and painful. Maybe this was also a kind of emotion?