"Boy! Where have you been going in the past few months?!" Ji Ziming was restricted from entering the harem again. Therefore, when he insisted on seeing De Tai, Wu was sent to a small hall not far from Yuehua Gate. At this time, Wu's face was covered with clouds, and he slapped the table at hand hatefully. "My mother's confinement period has long been over. Why have you only come now!"

Prince Ji Ziming's face was also very ugly. He was a prince, but he could only see his mother in a small hall. It was really unbearable: "Your Majesty sent a team of imperial guards to monitor me all day long. I was so upset that I took them to the outside of the capital to take a walk."

Thinking of the status and treatment of the mother and son, one day was worse than the other day. De Tai nobleman didn't care about scolding his son anymore, and only cried and cried: "They are simply too bullying others, Ming'er..." De Tai nobleman wiped the foggy eyes of tears, walked up to his son, and asked in a low voice with gritted teeth, "Ming'er, have you chosen the right concubine? Mother's mother has really had enough!"

She dreams every night that she dreams that she has become the Empress Dowager and that she can't be more miserable than those bitches Ning and Youshi.

When it comes to choosing a concubine, Prince Ji Ziming had another headache: "I have carefully selected all the marriage families that have both civil officials and military generals now do not have a right-for-age daughter. The mother can't let me marry a concubine daughter. I have to wait another five years before one of them is just enough to get a hairpin. Alas, it's such a coincidence..."

Prince Ji Ziming sighed at his bad luck, and then he said a little, "Mother, I'm just eighteen this year. Even if I wait for another five years, I'm only in my early twenties and I'm still young. My uncle's family has no soldiers and no power, so I can't give me any help. Therefore, I must choose a powerful and powerful Yue family."

"Mother, let it bear it anymore. When I get the support of the powerful Yue family, huh, there will always be a day when they can't afford to take care of it..." Prince Ji Ziming said with a heart-wrenching humiliation.

Cining Palace.

"Fan, why did you eat so many bites of rice today?" Seeing that the youngest daughter had eaten a few bites of rice depressedly, she put down her chopsticks, Empress Dowager Hui'an asked in a gentle voice.

Ji Zishan bulged her cheeks in a depressed state: "I don't want to eat anymore, I want to sleep." After that, she jumped off the chair and left the inner hall where she was eating.

Seeing that the little sister left listlessly, Prince Yuanbao absent-mindedly plucked the rice grains in the bowl and whispered to Empress Dowager Hui'an: "My mother, I'm afraid I'm still feeling uncomfortable in the fanning." My sister is no longer a child who doesn't know anything. She was bullied by Yuanyuan for a while and has not been able to exclaim her anger smoothly. How could she say that it would be good?

Empress Dowager Hui'an sighed - What can I do? I really beat my grandson who is only eight months old...?

When it was time to have dinner, Empress Dowager Hui'an saw her daughter who had been depressed for the afternoon and left after eating for a few more bites of food. She immediately felt something was wrong. After thinking about the order, she sent someone to come to find His Majesty Ji Ziqing. His Majesty Ji Ziqing was having dinner at Fengyi Palace. He suddenly heard someone from Cining Palace invite him and asked something. When he learned that his little sister hadn't eaten much, she immediately threw away her chopsticks and hurried to Cining Palace.

"I went to your place to play happily today, but you asked her to come back with grievance. How could this child eat normally? She couldn't even coax her today! Go, hurry up and coax her to the Ai family. If it can't be coaxed well, the Ai family... I will beat you to vent my anger!" His Majesty Ji Ziqing entered the door in a hurry, and was spitting on the face by the angry empress dowager's mother.

Facing Thunder's furious mother, His Majesty Ji Ziqing wiped his face and quickly resigned to the inner hall where his sister lived.

Ji Zishan, wearing pink bedding, was lying in the pile of brocade bedding. Sitting beside the bed was Madam Su Rong and Prince Yuanbao. They were trying their best to make Ji Zishan smile. When they saw His Majesty Ji Ziqing strode into the hall, they stood up to salute. As for Princess Ji Zishan who was lying on the embroidered mattress, they did not move at all, as if they were asleep.

"Fan?" His Majesty Ji Ziqing sat down beside the bed and called out to Fat Sister with a smile.

The pink dumplings lying on the bed ignored His Majesty Ji Ziqing.

After calling him three times, he was ignored. His Majesty Ji Ziqing touched his nose and could only use his own hands to dig out the fat sister's bedding, and sat in his arms and coaxed him: "It turns out that the fan is still angry. Why didn't you explain it clearly to your brother before? Brother thought you were not angry anymore."

Little Princess Ji Zishan said depressedly: "Yuanyuan has not grown up yet, I have not beat him yet, and I have not finished hitting him. Of course, I am still angry. After hitting him, I will not be angry... Yuanyuan bullies me, you don't ask me to vent my anger, and you even joke with me. The eldest brother only likes Yuanyuan now, and doesn't like me anymore. I will ignore you in the future..." As he said that, he rolled himself into a quail egg and was about to roll onto the bed again.

His Majesty Ji Ziqing was embarrassed and stopped the fat sister who was about to go back to the bed. He comforted patiently: "Fan, even if you are angry with your brother, you must not stop eating. Be good, let's go to have a meal now. After the meal is finished, will you let you calm down? "

"...I can't eat it, I want to sleep." Ji Zishan was still depressed.

His Majesty Ji Ziqing was silent for a moment, and then he tried his best to make the fat sister turn anger into joy. She loved to play all day long and promised all the food. The little sister was still nervous and unhappy. His Majesty Ji Ziqing grabbed the forehead with a little distress. The little girl was unhappy and the food was not delicious. How could this happen? The delicious and fun things in the palace were long gone.

After pondering for a while, His Majesty Ji Ziqing used his trump card: "Fan Fan, have you always wanted to go out of the palace to play? As long as you eat well, how about my brother will take you out tomorrow?"

As soon as this killer move was released, His Majesty Ji Ziqing finally saw the dawn of victory. He saw the listless fat sister slowly blinking her eyes twice. There seemed to be a bright starlight flashing in her eyes, but the words she said were still a little lacking: "I feel uncomfortable, I just can't eat. If I don't eat, will you not take me out to play tomorrow?"

The fat sister's depressed mood finally loosened, so how could His Majesty Ji Ziqing block her anymore and said hurriedly: "No, since my brother said that, even if you don't eat, you will definitely take you out to play." After a meal, His Majesty Ji Ziqing continued to work hard, "You just said that you can relieve your anger after you fight Yuanyuan, right? Okay, after we come out of the palace to play tomorrow, we will beat Yuanyuan, and we won't wait for him to grow up, okay?"

He couldn't stop fooling him anymore, so he could only make fun of the little guy who didn't know anything.

Alas, if he had known that such an accident would have happened, he would not have asked the fat sister to come over to play, or even if he asked the fat sister to come over to play, he would not have let the girl carry her son to play. However, even if he was the emperor, it would be hard to buy a thousand gold coins to buy a regret medicine.

The next day, after the morning court, His Majesty Ji Ziqing changed into the clothes of an ordinary wealthy young man, and then carried the fat sister into the carriage that left the palace. The brother and sister were hungry and came to Zhuque Street, which was very lively in the capital. In the spacious carriage that usually looks luxurious on the outside, Ji Zishan looked out and looked outside. Seeing that the fat sister's face was slightly excited, His Majesty Ji Ziqing said softly: "Fan, there are many fun and delicious things on the street. If you like something, your brother will buy it for you."

"I don't want to ride in the carriage, I want to go down and walk." Ji Zishan turned her face and looked at her emperor brother pitifully.

His Majesty Ji Ziqing smiled, and he knew that with his fat sister's lively and playful temperament, since she was in the bustling and bustling streets, how could she be honest and kept riding the carriage? She was just taking her sister out to find happiness. His Majesty Ji Ziqing had no hesitation. He got off the carriage first and then carried her off the carriage and led her into the endless crowd.

Standing on the street full of crowds again, Ji Zishan's mood was undoubtedly filled with emotion.

After a while, Ji Zishan turned her head to look at her elder brother: "Brother, I'm hungry, I want to eat." Yesterday, she suffered an unprecedented major critical hit in her life. She really had no appetite. After a hard sleep last night, she was much better today. However, after hearing the emperor's elder brother's evil idea, her mother deliberately refused to give her breakfast, and specifically asked her to come out to play on her hungry stomach.

She said that she was so hungry and tired of playing, and she would definitely want to eat. She was such a...scheming emperor.

Finally, when the fat sister started to ask for food, His Majesty Ji Ziqing, who had been rumbling in her stomach, hurriedly ordered someone to make arrangements. In a short while, Ji Zishan sat in a high-end restaurant. The two of them didn't have to order food at all. Soon all kinds of delicious breakfasts were presented to the table one by one. Ji Zishan looked at it, uh, this was the craft of the imperial chef in the palace.

...It's so dizzy, it's so shady.

Although the fat sister had not yet recovered from her usual enthusiasm for eating, seeing that she finally stopped refusing to eat, His Majesty Ji Ziqing immediately breathed a sigh of relief. After hearing that his sister refused to eat again yesterday, he was really shocked and thought that she had a diet disorder due to yesterday's incident. Fortunately, he was thinking too much. After breakfast, His Majesty Ji Ziqing continued to lead the fat sister on the street.

His Majesty Ji Ziqing didn't know that many women like to use crazy shopping to relieve their unhappiness and worries. Ji Zishan rarely comes out to the palace and can buy and buy. His Majesty Ji Ziqing doesn't worry about not having any money. What he is worried about is... Sister, our three carriages are almost full.

When the sun sets, His Majesty Ji Ziqing sat in the pile of groceries and returned to the palace with his forehead twitching.

All the miscellaneous items purchased were sent back to Cining Palace, but His Majesty Ji Ziqing took his fat sister to Fengyi Palace. The promise to go out to play has been fulfilled. Now it is time to play Yuanyuan.

In Fengyi Palace, when the eldest prince Yuanyuan saw his father and the little prince coming, he stuck out his butt and crawled towards the two. His Majesty Ji Ziqing caught the fat son and slapped his fat butt twice: "You little thing, you just bullied your aunt yesterday, and your aunt was still sad. You are so embarrassed to be happy. Let's lie down for your father and ask your aunt to beat you!"

The eldest prince Yuanyuan, who knew nothing, only knew how to grin and laughed foolishly.

Queen Dong almost wanted to roar to the sky - yesterday, after His Majesty came back from Cining Palace, he made his son lie down and tried it for himself to see what his son would react after being hit by a hundred times.

"...Yuanyuan, hurry up and get ready, don't move around..." In the eyes of Queen Dong's jealous eyes, the baby son looked like a little fat pig who had been placed on the chopping board, and was forced into a lie on the ground by his own father. The silly son thought his father was playing with him, but he still kicked his calves and giggled. After His Majesty Ji Ziqing put on a beating for his son, he said to the fat sister who was determined to vent his anger, "Fan, come and beat him up, brother will press Yuanyuan for you."

Ji Zishan was not polite. After squatting down on the side, she patted the eldest prince Yuanyuan's butt. The force of the attack was not heavy at all. She slapped and scolded: "Bad Yuanyuan, my aunt loves you so much, you actually bullied my aunt. Aunt is angry and hit your little ass..." After slapping for five or six times, Ji Zishan said depressed, "Forget it, don't hit it."

"Why don't you fight? It's not enough for a hundred strokes." His Majesty Ji Ziqing asked with a smile.

Ji Zishan touched his nephew's feet and said in a muffled voice: "He is still young and ignorant. If he gets sick, he will still have to drink bitter medicine..." The eldest prince Yuanyuan, who was pressed by his father, struggled to break free from the pressure on his back, grinned and snorted into his aunt's arms. The two were used to being intimate all day long. The eldest prince Yuanyuan skillfully grabbed Ji Zishan's clothes and was about to kiss her on her face.

After seeing this, His Majesty Ji Ziqing's heart moved and said, "Yuanyuan, Auntie won't hit you anymore, I won't thank you aunt..." He reached out to hold the fat son's head, asked him to kiss the little sister's face again and again, and joked in his mouth, "Your aunt always feels that her face is smelly. Kiss, see if it's smelly, right? Come on, kiss again, hey, by the way, kiss again..."

Queen Dong was speechless: "..." His Majesty meant to ask his son to eat the evil he had done little by little?

However, the silly son had such a happy time.

The author has something to say: Prince Yuanyuan: I must have paid for the phone bill (;′⌒`)

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