Feng Qingyang's resentful eyes fell on Emperor Ling Xiao's frown, and his tone was faint: "Father, Yang'er hasn't seen you for a long time. I really miss you. When I was fighting the bad guys at the border,
Xi'er told Yang'er that my father also misses Yang'er very much, so just wait for Yang'er to come back in Kyoto. As long as Yang'er behaves well, he can see you soon.
But why didn't you pay attention to Yang'er when Yang'er came back yesterday?
Yang'er waited all night for his father outside the city, and he was so sad and sad."
Wiping away the non-existent tears from the corner of his eyes, Feng Qingyang's resentful look made Ling Xiao Emperor want to hit the wall to apologize.
"Xi'er told Yang'er that my father is the emperor and has many things to deal with. He will have time to see Yang'er later. Yang'er is very good and obedient. Today, he has been quietly waiting for his father to summon Yang'er, but...
…
Woo hoo, let him beat Yang'er!"
Pointing an accusing finger at Situ Lin, whose face turned pale, a certain man pretended to be a fool and sang and sang beautifully: "Woo, Yang'er is so scared when seeing ghosts. Fortunately, Xi'er protects her, but...but..."
The man singing the sad drama suddenly "fainted".
"Yang'er!"
"Your Majesty!"
Chen Xi was shocked and rushed towards Feng Qingyang, shaking Feng Qingyang's arm "at a loss": "Your Majesty, wake up! Your Majesty, don't scare Xi'er!"
"Yang'er! Yang'er, how are you?"
Emperor Ling Xiao could no longer remain calm.
Feng Qingyang's heartfelt accusation made him, a father, feel so guilty that he felt ashamed.
Now, his son fainted in front of him, and he was panicked!
And next to his ears, a married woman had just started singing: "Your Majesty, what's wrong with you?
You were secretly injured by Yingren when you were at the border. You were unconscious for two days. You finally got better. Why are you so angry that you fainted again? Oh, my lord, nothing can happen to you. You can't leave Xi behind.
I don’t care about my son alone!”
Wiping away the "tears" that quietly came from her mouth to the corners of her eyes, a certain woman's acting talent was no less than that of Feng Qingyang. Her cry was not loud, but it hit the soft spot of Emperor Ling Xiao just right.
:
"My lord, please don't be sad, okay? My father didn't abandon you and asked you to follow Xi'er to the border. He didn't trust you! You see, he also sent Senior Hua to protect you?"
Although we were assassinated every day there, we survived very strongly, didn't we?
Prince, in Xi'er's eyes, you are an upright man. We are not afraid of setbacks!
Isn’t it just that there are too many villains and evil spirits in the palace? It doesn’t matter, Xi’er will take you home now, and we won’t be afraid when we get home..."
Emotionally wiping away the blood from the corners of her lips, she looked at the Empress Dowager who was crying with tears in her eyes, and then looked at Emperor Ling Xiao who was standing still:
"Royal grandmother, father, don't worry. Since Xi'er and the prince can come back with their lives from the battlefield, we will not let ourselves die easily. Please forgive Xi'er for being unreasonable. Xi'er must take the prince back to the house first.
Go, although this palace is beautiful, we don’t feel safe here. Although the prince is in a coma, he can’t sleep peacefully here..."
"Xi'er..."
The imperial grandmother burst into tears.
Every time Chen Xi said something, her heart ached more.
"Emperor, please tell the Aijia what these two poor children have experienced during this time...