It was almost noon when Xiao Chongjun finished handling the piled-up memorials. He rubbed his aching arms, stared at the memorials he had approved, and couldn't help but fall into deep thought.
The emperor is really not that easy to do. If he hadn't been forced to do so, he wouldn't have taken on this important task.
Being an emperor is not as comfortable as being a free and easy prince.
Just as I was thinking about it, I heard a creak and the door was pushed open.
Xiao Chongjun looked up and saw his sister sticking her head out like a naughty child.
He snorted and said, "Are you willing to come back? I thought you had forgotten that you still have a biological brother."
Xiao Jialan pursed her lips. She closed the door, walked in with a box in her hand and said, "I took Yuan Chen to Prince Wei's Mansion and found a treasure box in my room. I brought it to my brother to see."
She sat down next to Xiao Chongjun, looked at the memorials on his desk and said, "Why are there so many memorials?"
Xiao Chongjun said: "I have just succeeded to the throne, and the affairs in the court are complicated and complicated. It is inevitable that there will be more things. It will be better after some time."
He looked at the box Xiao Jialan brought and asked curiously: "What treasure is inside?"
Xiao Jialan placed the box on the table, then opened it to reveal the items inside.
Xiao Chongjun looked at those things, was stunned for a moment and said: "This is..."
Xiao Jialan picked up a wooden carved rabbit on the top and said, "These are the gadgets you gave me before, brother, and they are all made by you yourself.
This rabbit was given to me by you on my tenth birthday. You carved ten pieces of sandalwood into pieces to carve out such a lifelike rabbit. I loved it so much that I couldn't put it down, and I would hold it in my arms when I went to sleep at night."
Xiao Chongjun thought about the past, and the look in his eyes softened a little, and he said: "I didn't expect you to still keep it."
Xiao Jialan said: "Of course I should treasure the things my brother gave me."
As she spoke, she pulled out an ugly doll from the bottom of the box and said, "This is the first doll you gave me after my mother passed away. You were only twelve years old at that time. I was ignorant and cried.
I wanted to find my mother, but you kept coaxing me and even made me this doll, saying it was my mother’s transformation, so I even quarreled with you."
Xiao Chongjun smiled and said: "You said my mother is not so ugly."
His father died early, and his mother also died of illness within a few years, and his young sister became his responsibility. She was still young at that time, and she kept crying when she couldn't find her mother.
I still remember that when she was a child, she often hid in his arms and acted coquettishly. Later, as she grew up, she became more and more sensible, and now she doesn't need him anymore.
Xiao Jialan sniffed and said: "Brother pulled me up and brought me up. We, brother and sister, depend on each other for life. In my heart, you can never be replaced."
She held Xiao Chongjun's arm, rested her head on his shoulder and said, "I have burdened you for so long, let me harm others from now on."
Xiao Chongjun raised his eyebrows, patted Xiao Jialan's shoulder gently and said, "How can you call it a drag? You are my sister, and protecting you is what I should do."
Xiao Jialan looked at him and said, "Isn't it tiring to be an emperor?"
Xiao Chongjun was noncommittal. He couldn't relax in this position. He was trembling every day. He said: "It's quite tiring, but it's more comfortable to be a free prince."
Xiao Jialan felt a little distressed and said: "We were forced before and had no choice but now that we have become the emperor, we have to shoulder the heavy responsibilities of the world. I know my brother can do it."
Xiao Chongjun smiled, touched Xiao Jialan's head and said, "You came to me to miss the past and to cheer me up for your marriage to Yuan Chen, right?"