Yu Rui smiled and opened the curtain and went out, and the emperor raised his eyebrows and glared at Wanxi.

"Who said that when I came back from the Empress Dowager, I must have a dry mouth?"

Wanxi covered her lips and chuckled, "I am wronged to rely on the slave again! What does slave think is what I think?"

"I just said, it's late May now, and it's already summer. The emperor came back from Fangze's sacrificial land and was basking in the sun along the way, so he must have had a dry mouth."

"When the emperor comes back, he will definitely go to Changchun Garden to pay tribute to the Empress Dowager first before he will return to the garden to rest. The emperor has always served the Empress Dowager very filial, and even when he is in front of the Empress Dowager, he will definitely not care about drinking water..."

"The slave just talked about this series of things together, and the master pinched his head and tail. He said, "This is not an unjust slave, what are you doing?"

The emperor smiled helplessly, spat, and went forward to sit on the edge of the kang. Gao Yuncong hurriedly took off his boots for the emperor, which made the emperor sit cross-legged and rest on the kang.

Wanxi blinked deliberately, "You must strip your socks too. It's time to sit barefoot on the kang at this time."

Wanxi also deliberately squeezed at the emperor, "... Even if my grandfather returned home for such a long time and had been covering his feet in his boots for a day, he could not help but feel a little sweaty. But the slave is also afraid of smell and will never cover his nose."

The emperor immediately turned red with his face, and he was about to pinch Wanxi when he raised his hand.

Wanxi giggled.

The emperor withdrew his hand and snorted, "I'm not afraid of smoking you, but I'm afraid of smoking our children! Didn't you say that this little thing has a sharp nose? It's not enough to give this little thing spices, but you still call this little guy smelling stinky feet?"

Wanxi covered her face and laughed, "I feel that this little thing has a good nose, but there can't be only fragrance in this world, and there is no smell next to me, right? I thought that I can't just smell this little thing every day. I have to smell it if it's appropriate. But the smell next to me, I can't bear to smell it for the child, but the emperor's feet can smell it."

"Bah!" The emperor finally made a big blush and called Liu Zhu'er to give him foot washing water.

Wanxi laughed and reached out to hug the emperor, "Don't mess around, I'm just joking on purpose, it's not smelly, it's really."

The emperor turned around and narrowed his eyes and froze Wanxi, "...I can see that I'm unhappy, huh?"

Wanxi smiled quietly, "No, I just thought it was the emperor who was tired of running around the road. My heart is so great that he accommodates the world. Where can I be unhappy to go?"

The emperor didn't say anything anymore, but just reached out and held Wanxi's hand.

After a while, he said, "I just went to Uncle Twenty-first uncle's garden and saw Uncle Twenty-first uncle's disease."

The emperor's twenty-first uncle was Yunxi, the 21st son of Emperor Yongzheng. After the emperor ascended the throne, he was granted the title of Prince Shen.

Every summer when the emperor led the harem to move into the Old Summer Palace, state affairs were also handled in the Old Summer Palace. Therefore, the princes and ministers in the court also had gardens given by the emperor or houses purchased by themselves in the Old Summer Palace.

Yunxi's garden is named "Caixia Garden", also known as "Hongqiao Villa", which is not far from Changchun Garden and the Old Summer Palace.

Wanxi was also slightly surprised, "Monkey King Shen is sick? Is it important?"

Although Prince Shen is the emperor's uncle, he is only forty-eight years old this year. He was born in the same year as the emperor, and was only a few months older than the emperor.

Wanxi was only worried that if Yunxi was seriously ill, the emperor would inevitably think of himself. Now that many years of military use in the northwest have not yet been completed, the emperor was 50 years old, but he was thinner. Wanxi was also worried about the emperor's body.

The emperor lowered his head, and after a while, he shook his head gently, "...I secretly took his pulse for him. Uncle Twenty-first has not had much time."

Wanxi's heart skipped a beat and sank.

Wan Xi held the emperor's hand back, "...The matter behind Prince Shen is probably to be prepared in advance. The emperor must reward the Dhara Sutra, and now he has to instruct the Satin Library to prepare and send it over."

The Dhara Sutra is a quilt covered on the corpse after a person dies. It is made of white silk and printed with Tibetan Buddhist scriptures, with the words "the scriptures". The Dhara Sutra can only be used by the emperor, the empress dowager, and the "Ganqing Palace Master" with the nobles or above.

After the death of the prince and minister, the emperor can also reward the "Dhara Sutra Quilt" by the emperor. Prince Shen is the emperor's uncle, and it is natural to prepare the sutra Quilt.

The emperor took a deep breath and clenched Wanxi's hand, "It's been so long, I didn't want to tell you these things...but, I was really a little heavy in my heart just now."

Wanxi laughed, "You don't have to worry about these things. Just consider yourself 'life and death'. There is life and death in this world, which is the cycle of heaven. Slaves do not avoid this, and our children do not."

The emperor nodded, "Not only do you have to prepare for the quilt, but there is one more thing. I also have to prepare in advance - Uncle Twenty-one has no children."

Wanxi's heart quietly stumbled again.

——Since Prince Shen has no children, he must choose children of equal ages from the royal family to adopt Prince Shen; or in other words, the emperor once again wanted to take over the prince.

The original story of Yongshu was that because Prince Lu was still alive, the emperor had not officially mentioned it; who expected that Prince Shen, who was in full swing in the Spring and Autumn Period, was in trouble.

The emperor raised his eyes and looked at Wanxi, "I think the quilt of the Nadra Sutra should be sent by the prince."

Wanxi's heart thumped again.

Because of the special significance of the Dhara Sutra, whoever sends the sutra is equivalent to positioning the person as the heir of Prince Shen. The emperor said that if the prince is sent, the emperor has decided to be succeeded by the prince again.

Wanxi tried hard to smile, "Among the princes, the fourth prince Yongshu is now the leader. However, Yongshu has already been a 'virtuous grandson' at the funeral of Concubine Ding."

If the fourth prince goes down, is it possible that the fifth prince Yongqi will be able to do it?

The emperor's eyes flashed, "... Let's give it to you forever."

Wanxi stood up without being scared.

Yongying gave it away? That means the emperor has already decided to ask Yongying to succeed him to Prince Shen!

——Yongying is the second son of Concubine Chun. Concubine Chun’s eldest son Yongzhang has been deprived of the qualification to inherit the throne by the emperor. Now is Yongying leaving now?

——It turns out that this prince with half of the Han ancestry is really not qualified to inherit the throne...

Wanxi is now before giving birth, so she has been caring for the children and not applying makeup. Therefore, when she looks at her, her face becomes even pale and bloodless. The emperor was shocked and hurriedly clenched Wanxi's hand.
Chapter completed!