He Lanxuan was leaning against Luan, breathing rapidly and weakly, with a strange flush on his pale face.
Beside the bed, the queen was holding the little prince Helan Jiayin. The queen was wearing a plain skirt. With a smile on her lips, she was talking softly to Helanxuan about Helanjiayin reciting poems. Although she was smiling, her eyes were red and very red.
It was obvious that he had just cried.
Since returning from Shenzong that day, He Lanxuan's condition has become worse day by day. In order to conceal his condition, he even postponed his illness and stopped going to court. He only took important memorials to his dormitory for instructions.
Although Helan Jiayin was still young, he didn't know so much. He held his father's two fingers tightly in his little hand, and his little face was full of excitement, "Father, you promised before that if I can recite this poem,
He took me riding a horse, when are we going?!"
"In a few days, when my father's health is better, I will take you there!" He Lanxuan replied warmly.
"A gentleman's word!" The little guy raised a finger.
"It's hard to chase four horses!" He Lanxuan smiled and raised his hand to touch his head, "It's getting late, go to bed, and come back tomorrow to recite poems for your father!"
"Yes!" Helan Jiayin agreed obediently, then slipped off her mother's lap and walked outside to find the nanny.
He had just passed the screen when a figure flew in from the outside. Seeing the two people who suddenly appeared, the little guy stopped instinctively. His eyes passed by He Lanji and fell on Chu who jumped out of his arms.
Tianjiao, he immediately frowned, raised his little finger to touch He Lanji, "Who are you, how dare you break into the palace!"
"Jiayin?!" He Lanji looked up and down at this aggressive little guy, a flash of love flashed in his eyes, and his thoughts moved slightly. He had restrained his demonic nature, his eyes turned black, and his wings were retracted on his back, "I am your emperor.
Uncle, He Lanji, don’t you remember me?!”
The little guy looked him up and down, but his little face did not become happy because of this, "Uncle is not good, if you hug another woman, aunt will be angry!"
Being scolded by this little guy like this, He Lanji couldn't help but be slightly stunned, but Chu Tianjiao chuckled and reached out to touch the little guy's head, "Little guy, I didn't expect that you would help me vent my anger!"
Taking a step back, Helan Jiayin avoided Chu Tianjiao's hand with some displeasure, "My aunt, the princess, is very powerful, be careful, she will spank you!"
"Jiayin!" Queen Duanyi inside the screen had already hurriedly walked out. When she saw He Lanji and Chu Tianjiao standing beside him, her eyes lingered on Chu Tianjiao for a moment, and then she bent down and picked up He Lanji who was on the ground.
Lan Jiayin said, "Jiayin is rude. Don't blame me, Your Majesty. The Emperor is inside, please go in!"
Giving her a gentle nod, He Lanji strode out of the screen, with Chu Tianjiao naturally following closely behind.
Of course, He Lanxuan had also heard the sound and knew that it was He Lanji who was coming. His originally dull eyes suddenly became brighter. He tried to sit up straight and looked sideways at the person coming.
Seeing that familiar face, a smile appeared on his lips. When he saw Chu Tianjiao beside He Lanji who had grown into a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl, He Lanxuan looked confused, "You?!"
"Don't you recognize Tianjiao, Your Majesty?!" Chu Tianjiao raised his lips slightly and looked at himself with a somewhat self-deprecating look, "I don't blame the Emperor, I only blame my wife... She has grown up a bit fast recently!"