Yan Shiyue cried loudly and nestled in his arms obediently.
Huo Qijing let her cry without saying a word, patting her back constantly.
It wasn't until she calmed down that he said gently: "Ah Yue, you were wrong this time."
He paused for a moment, and seeing that she didn't lose his temper, he continued: "You are too extreme! You can't tolerate a single mistake. Remember, no one is perfect. You really shouldn't make a fuss over trivial matters, causing the emperor to come to the stage.
It makes everyone feel uncomfortable... Since you know that the responsibility is heavy, why don't you think about the impact of losing your temper with the emperor in public?"
She immediately wanted to prop her body up, but he held her down: "Don't get angry first. Listen to me. I'm not saying that Qi Lang and Ba Lang are a trivial matter. I mean that the emperor failed to understand the importance of this matter for a moment.
... This is not surprising, this is very normal."
"There is a hierarchy of learning, and there is a specialization in arts. The emperor is not a god, and he does not know everything! A summer insect cannot talk to the ice, and a well frog cannot talk to the sea. It is not that the summer insect is not smart enough or hardworking, but that it does not have such a concept at all.
How do you want him to understand it?"
He touched her head: "Everyone has learned different things, knows different things, and naturally thinks differently. There is no need to force consistency... and we cannot force consistency."
Yan Shiyue slowly calmed down.
Huo Qijing continued: "Understanding and not doing are two different things. You shouldn't object to the emperor for this. The emperor is talented and has great plans. He is diligent and diligent. He has been in poverty for many years. It is impossible for any emperor to do better...
…all your efforts will be appreciated by the emperor
In the eyes, even if he can't understand, he will still choose to let you do it out of trust in you. This is really rare! And the reason why he can't understand it for the time being is because he is busy with political affairs and has not given it to him.
Time to study!”
Is that so?
Yan Shiyue turned to look at him.
Huo Qijing nodded to her solemnly.
Then he kissed her brows soothingly, and with the gentleness and calmness of taking control of the overall situation, he slowly straightened out the spikes on her body bit by bit: "This matter was caused by your own misunderstanding and misunderstanding of the emperor. Now I understand."
What?"
She lowered her eyes silently, and he continued: "Let's talk about the way you handle the problem. Even if the emperor is really wrong, it's not right for you to do this! He is the king's father! You can get close to him, but you can't rely on pampering! You can't do it because of it.
Lose your temper with you or your father about anything! You just want to think about whether you will be very angry if others lose their temper at you, Aye? Then why do you do this yourself? "
Yes, everything he said is right.
Yan Shiyue couldn't say a word.
He is really from the Huo family.
For him, loyalty and filial piety are important principles that cannot be violated. The bottom line engraved in his bones is extremely important, so important that he must solve it no matter what.
He continued: "You have such a bad temper that it's really troublesome. The emperor asked His Highness the Crown Prince to take you down halfway. I guess the emperor saw that you were about to lose control and get angry, so he wanted to close the door.
I came to argue, but you... just won’t follow me. Tell me, who can stand your temper?"
It wasn't that he wanted to speak to Emperor Ming Yan. It was true that this emperor really gave her the softest part of his heart.
The corners of Yan Shiyue's mouth flattened, and tears fell down: "But...but I was very angry at that time, so angry that I exploded..."
"I know." Huo Qijing said in a deep voice: "In this world, there are not many people who can make you so angry that you lose your mind. The emperor is definitely one. I don't know whether the emperor is laughing or angry at such a special person."
She lowered her head and cried.
Outside, the prince sighed silently and slowly walked away.
He was so secretive that he had never discovered that this cold and silent brother-in-law was actually such a talented person.
He once again had an untimely idea... It was like putting a halter on a fierce horse. Slowly, it would eventually become submissive...
In the room, Huo Qijing glanced out the window inadvertently.
The next moment, he casually changed her position, held her face with both hands, lowered his head and looked into her eyes: "Ah Yue, you are here, marry me, have children, you can feel at ease, stay here with me.
After a hundred years... just live it steadily, day by day, okay?"
She subconsciously denied: "I didn't..."
"You do," he said firmly, "you have never regarded this place as your home."
She was momentarily speechless.
Huo Qijing said: "Qu Sinian is right. You always give people the feeling of a passerby. You are always in a hurry. You want to do your best for the people you care about in this world...such as the emperor, such as me.
I left some extra things, and you tried your best to make us live a good life in your absence. You think you are doing me a favor by doing this."
She weakly denied again: "No..."
But she didn't dare to look into his eyes.
In her subconscious mind, this may indeed be the case. She feels that she is an alien in this time and space. She has always felt that she does not belong here.
Huo Qijing said: "Ah Yue, look at me."
She slowly raised her eyes, looked into his eyes, and Huo Qijing said word for word: "Tang Shiyue, listen carefully, as soon as you come, make peace with it... From now on, from this moment on, give up all the things you left.
Plan, make serious preparations to stay here forever, and stay with me in this life, the next life...life after life, eternity and eternity."
His finger pointed at the position of her heart: "Set your mind and stop thinking about anything. If you still can't do it, I will break your wings and leave you with no world but me."
Yan Shiyue was stunned for a moment.
When he said these words, his expression was serious and calm, as if it were ordinary... When a problem arises, I want to solve it. If ordinary means cannot solve it, I will use extraordinary means.
She hugged him tightly and closed her eyes without saying a word.
People often heard that it was said that one should teach one's son in front of others while godifying one's wife on his pillow, but it was not until this moment that she realized that for an ancient man like Huo Qijing, it was really his responsibility to teach his wife, and it was a matter of course that he should take it and fulfill it.
Yan Shiyue said in a low voice after a long while: "Ah Jing... you must be a good father."
He smiled and said a rare word of love: "I am still a good husband."
The prince hurried back to the palace, went in to change a cup of tea for Emperor Ming Yan, and then slowly learned a few words from Huo Qijing.
Emperor Ming Yan glanced at him.
The prince said seriously: "Father, Yue'er has such a hot temper. I really don't know who he followed. When my son first met Yue'er, she was also a well-behaved little lady... Now that she has become like this, it is probably because of father.
You must get used to it!"
Emperor Yan of the Ming Dynasty slapped the memorial on him and cursed: "Get out! You have grown up! Come and amuse me!"
Gu Jiuxing outside said: "Your Majesty, the Duke and Your Highness are here."
Emperor Ming Yan said coldly: "What are you doing here! Let's see if I'm angry to death with them!"
Gu Jiuxing chatted and laughed, and the prince said: "Ask them to come in."
Emperor Ming Yan scolded him angrily: "You are becoming more and more bold! I am not dead yet!"
The prince said: "If you don't take advantage of this moment to get angry, call him in and give him a good beating. When the anger subsides, you won't be able to let him go."
Emperor Ming Yan was so angry that he took the memorial and took it away. (To be continued)