Fangfei let go of her hands, and the child jumped over and ran over: "Father, do you ask the Empress Dowager to eat candied haws together?"
Emperor Hongwen was stunned.
Fangfei smiled faintly: "Your Majesty, it's time for Hong'er to return to Pingcheng. He grew up so old that he had never seen the Eastern Palace before, and it was indeed unethical. You are right, you should take him back, as
The prince must understand his status and the responsibilities he should shoulder from an early age. I have ignored it before. Although folk education is important, royal education should be the foundation. This time, you can take him back..."
Emperor Hongwen felt a slump in his heart. After a while, he asked softly: "Fangfei, aren't you going back?"
Go back? How to go back?
When there was such a huge disagreement between the emperor and the empress? When the Xianbei nobles unscrupulously submitted memorials and slandered them?
Moreover, in what kind of identity should I go back? If I face the storm that this identity may bring?
Wouldn’t you bring shame on yourself when you go back?
No! I won’t go back! Maybe, I will never go back.
"Fangfei... what you promised me... what you promised..."
Fangfei listened carefully, and even his own voice became less and less energetic.
She smiled, said nothing. She just walked in front.
In the dusk, you can hear the sound of farmers singing in Beiwudang and the sound of various autumn insects starting to whisper. Fangfei walked in front, and Emperor Hongwen walked behind with his son in his arms.
The mountain road is so short. For some reason, Emperor Hongwen suddenly hopes that this road will never have an end and will never be completed.
However, no matter how long the road is, there is a time to finish it.
The Cining Palace is already in front of you.
Hong'er struggled in his arms, jumped down, and jumped to chase the lazy Persian cat. The Persian cat grew up and became fatter and clumsy. Hong'er picked up one in one hand and laughed: "Father."
Emperor, Empress Dowager, look, the cat is so big..."
The Persian cat is three or four years old, and even its beard is yellow.
Fangfei thought to herself that it was really the old cat who had burned his beard.