The rain fell harder and harder, and the sky became dark.
After the queen left, Yan Cheng said to the steward with a pleasant face: "I'm going to see my father alone. You can do your own thing."
The manager lowered his body and watched him enter the inner room.
Emperor Mingde on the bed was breathing heavily, with a strange blush on his face.
The noise probably alarmed him, and Emperor Mingde quickly woke up. The rain pattered outside, and the lights inside the house were dim, making it difficult to tell whether it was a dream or an illusion.
Until a voice came from the side: "Father is awake?"
Emperor Mingde raised his eyes and watched Yan Cheng walk to the bed, holding a handkerchief and gently wiping the sweat on his forehead: "My brother and sister are about to give birth, and my mother is watching over there. I will come to take care of my father."
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"Really?" Emperor Mingde smiled and extended his hand to signal.
Yan Cheng stepped forward to support him, and he used the force to sit up.
"Is everything going well there? The doctor didn't say anything, right?"
"No, as long as my mother is here, everything will be fine."
Emperor Mingde nodded, unable to hide the joy on his face: "Our family is finally going to have a baby!"
There is a throne to be inherited in the family, what could be more joyful than having a new baby? Yan Cheng's lips curled up and he nodded in agreement.
At this time, a palace official came in and said, "Your Majesty, it's time to take medicine."
"Let me do it." Yan Cheng stood up on his own initiative, "How do I use this medicine?"
The palace man replied: "Take the pill first, let it disperse for a quarter of an hour, and then drink the decoction."
Yan Cheng nodded, served Emperor Mingde to take the pills, and looked at the clepsydra: "Leave the soup and medicine, please step aside."
The palace attendants responded respectfully and withdrew.
Yan Cheng picked up the soup bowl, put it aside to warm, and asked softly: "Father, does it feel better?"
Emperor Mingde nodded: "With you here, my father is happy and naturally it feels good."
Yan Cheng smiled and said: "If father is happy, the child will come every day."
Emperor Mingde laughed: "When did you learn to be so sweet-tongued?"
"Don't you like it, dad? Usually I always think that as the eldest son, I have to be steady. Now that I think about it, it's good to be like the second son. Everyone likes him."
Emperor Mingde said: "The waiter has his own lovable qualities, but there is nothing wrong with being prudent."
Yan Cheng smiled and saw him pressing his eyebrows from time to time, so he asked: "Father, does your head feel uncomfortable? Baby, please rub it for you."
Emperor Mingde said: "You don't have to do it yourself, just ask the palace officials."
"It doesn't matter. As a child, you should be filial." As he said that, he had already stood up and sat on the bedside, reaching out and pressing his forehead.
Emperor Mingde left him alone.
"Is this strength okay?" Yan Cheng asked.
"Hmm." Emperor Mingde responded.
Yan Cheng kneaded it for a while and then said softly: "Father, I have always had a question in my mind. Can you answer it?"
"you say."
Yan Cheng stopped and glanced over: "In your heart, who do you like more, Xiaoer or me?"
Emperor Mingde opened his eyes and met his eyes.
Yan Cheng smiled slightly and looked at him calmly.
Emperor Mingde said softly: "You are all my father's children, of course you all like them."
Yan Cheng asked: "Which one is more important?"
"No matter how important or important it is."
Yan Cheng lowered his eyes: "Does father feel that he has failed his mistress by handing over the throne to me?"
Emperor Mingde looked at him deeply: "The throne is not only power, but also responsibility. The waiter will understand this truth."
"If..." Yan Cheng raised his head and smiled, "Without considering the age, will my father hand over the throne to Xiao Er? He has inherited your military talent and never falls behind others. Even the wife he married is so popular. He
It should be a better choice than me, right?"
Emperor Mingde remained calm: "What's wrong with you? Why do you ask such a question? You are already the prince, and these are yours."
Yan Cheng said quietly: "Maybe it's because my younger brother and sister are about to give birth. I saw that my second child was going to be a father, but I didn't hear anything or believe it. It was inevitable that I was overthinking it." He smiled and said, "Please don't be offended, father."
It's really strange. I didn't dare to say these words before, but after making that decision, I said it so calmly. Maybe he really doesn't care anymore, right?
Emperor Mingde nodded: "You do think too much. The child comes early or late, that's okay."
"Then... what if I never have children?" Yan Cheng couldn't help but ask, "Will father change his mind?"
Emperor Mingde sighed: "Acheng, my father said that I hope we will not be turned into a family of ruthless emperors by the cold Gangchang. There have been many emperors without children in the past, and there are solutions to these problems. You have to relax and believe
As a father, believe in your mother and brothers."
Yan Cheng said "hmm", lowered his head and said nothing.
After a while, he saw the scale of the clepsydra moved and got up to get the soup.
The still warm soup felt a little hot to the touch, so he slowly scooped it up with a spoon to let it cool down.
The servants were all outside, and the palace guards were guarding the door. No one saw his left cuff move, shake open a medicine bag, and sprinkle the powder in.
Yan Cheng looked at the door, and the palace people all lowered their gazes in a polite manner. He flicked his sleeves, and the medicine bag fell into the stove, and was quickly burned to black ash without leaving any trace.
Then, he returned to the bed with the decoction, scooped it up and fed it himself: "Come, father."
Emperor Mingde said nothing, held the spoon in his mouth, and slowly swallowed the soup.
Yan Cheng just watched and fed him spoonful after spoonful, feeling surprisingly calm.
Maybe, he had always been so entangled and sad, but he just didn't dare to face his true self. Now that he has let go, he feels that there is nothing to be afraid of.
After finishing the bowl of soup, Emperor Mingde covered his head.
Yan Cheng asked with concern: "Father, are you tired? Then let's sleep a little longer, just in time for the effects of the medicine to dissipate."
Emperor Mingde nodded dazedly and lay down obediently.
Yan Cheng watched him close his eyes, watched his breathing gradually become smoother, gently pulled up the thin quilt, turned around and went out.
It was groggy and dark outside, as if there was a big hole in the sky, and the rain was pouring down like crazy.
Yan Cheng declined the invitation and walked outside in the wind and rain under the umbrella held by his chamberlain.
On the way, he saw someone running out in the direction of Liufangzhai, so he shouted to stop.
He remembered that this woman was a Jianghu person that Yan Ling had befriended outside. Later, she came to her and was arranged to be a female guard by her mother's side.
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Yan Cheng curled his lips. That boy knew how to win people's hearts. He was not picky about any of the three religions, nor did he think it was beneath his status.
"What are you going to do?" he asked.
Ji Sanniang hurriedly saluted and replied: "Your Highness, please go down and ask for the imperial doctor."
Yan Cheng narrowed his eyes: "Isn't Princess Jin bad?"
Ji Sanniang looked anxious: "I don't know if it's okay or not. The princess has a stomachache and she hasn't started to act yet. The empress ordered me to invite some more imperial doctors - the matter is urgent, so I went first. Your Highness forgives me."
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Without waiting for a response, she turned around and hurried away.
The chamberlain beside Yan Cheng opened his mouth: "Hey... it's so unruly!" Then he turned back and laughed, "Your Highness, please don't be angry, you are just ignorant."
Of course Yan Cheng wouldn't be angry. He looked in the direction of Liu Fangzhai, curled his lips slightly, and said in a particularly happy mood: "Let's go!"