Among the four dishes, there are two meat dishes, two vegetarian dishes, and chicken soup. The portions are not large, but the presentation is very beautiful.
Emperor Ming Yuan asked him, "Do you want to drink?"
Yu Wenhao shook his head, "My son has been drinking less recently, and I don't like it."
"She thinks about your health." Emperor Ming Yuan said.
Yu Wenhao nodded silently.
The atmosphere was a bit silent. The father and son seldom spoke affectionate words. In the past, when they were together, they only talked about serious matters. When they really sat down to have a meal, they wanted to chat about family matters, but they couldn't.
Because, family affairs are a pain in the hearts of both of them at the same time.
Emperor Ming Yuan felt guilty for his son, not only because he had his mother and concubine executed, but also because he actually cared the least for Lao Wu.
He is neither an elder nor a direct descendant, and he has been sensible since he was a child. Even if he puts it there without any effort, he will not grow into a crooked tree. A sensible child always makes his parents worry less and pay less attention to him.
By now, Yu Wenhao was able to take charge of his own affairs, but Emperor Ming Yuan felt exhausted and mentally exhausted from the day-to-day tedious political affairs, and began to rely a little on his son.
After finishing his meal, he put down his chopsticks, turned away from the people waiting around him, and asked, "Have you ever blamed your father for what happened to your mother and concubine?"
Yu Wenhao wiped his hands and lowered his eyes, "No, it's the mother and concubine's fault."
"I gave her many opportunities." Emperor Ming Yuan's voice seemed to be sighing, "But, she didn't take it. You are right, she really brought it upon herself."
Yu Wenhao's eyes were heavy. He had been keeping this matter deep in his heart and didn't want to mention it. He always felt that if he buried it for a long time, he would slowly forget it.
Now that his father mentioned it, he felt the discomfort in his heart rising again.
It was at this moment that he suddenly understood Lao Qi.
Lao Qi was very disappointed with Chu Mingcui, just as he felt that the mother-in-law had brought her own fault, and felt that her fate was right, but if he was too disappointed in his heart, he would still feel pain and discomfort.
Chu Mingcui died, and he deserved it, but it didn't mean that Lao Qi couldn't help but feel upset because he cared about Chu Mingcui.
But fortunately, there was only the love between him and Chu Mingcui as husband and wife, and there was no involvement of flesh and blood. Presumably, he would be able to forget it soon.
"What are you thinking about?" Emperor Ming Yuan asked when he saw that he was distracted for a moment.
Yu Wenhao gathered his thoughts, raised his head and said, "Thinking of Lao Qi and Yuan Yongyi, I feel that they should actually be together."
"Isn't that girl from the Yuan family engaged to be engaged?" Emperor Ming Yuan thought of that girl and liked her quite a lot, but it was a pity.