lcionline Chapter 186 The Delicate Little Emperor Is So Unruly (67)
Chapter 186 The Delicate Little Emperor Is So Unruly (67)
After getting down from Wen Luo's arms, Xing Chen waved to the ministers.
"Everyone, go and do your own things. The Regent and I have been traveling a long way and are exhausted. We need to have a good rest for a few days. Please don't disturb us."
What he said sounded a bit strange, but when I thought about it carefully, I couldn't think of anything wrong with it.
The ministers responded in unison: "Yes, yes, yes, your Majesty has been toiling and the Regent has been fighting for the country. You have worked hard and you should rest."
Xing Chen walked towards the dragon chariot waiting on the side.
Wen Luo followed him and helped him into the car personally.
The ministers nodded to each other with satisfaction, and looked at Wen Luo with admiration in their eyes.
The prince did not take credit for himself and become arrogant. This kind of character is indeed not that of an ordinary person.
After Wen Luo followed Xing Chen into the dragon chariot in silence and raised his hand to lower the curtain, all the ministers blinked and began to laugh at each other again.
It's okay, it's okay. The Regent has worked hard and made great contributions. There is nothing wrong with him riding in the dragon throne with Your Majesty.
Just like that, the dragon chariot, carrying Xing Chen and Wen Luo, followed by a large group of people, slowly drove towards the palace city.
As soon as the curtain was dropped, Xing Chen became dishonest. He stepped over Wen Luo and fell limply in Wen Luo's arms.
"Uncle, I feel dizzy."
Wen Luo kissed him on the forehead, hugged him and gently massaged his head.
Xingchen closed his eyes comfortably.
After just a short while, he became restless again.
Xing Chen shook his waist and said, "Uncle, I've been sitting on the horse for too long and my waist hurts."
Wen Luo looked at him lovingly and put his big hands on his waist, his palms warm as he gently rubbed his thin waist.
Xing Chen pressed closer and closer to him, and his breathing became heavier.
"Uncle, the saddle is almost rubbing the skin off my inner thighs. It hurts so much."
As he spoke, he pulled Wen Luo's hand up to his thigh.
Wen Luo suppressed a smile in her eyes, let him pull her over, and gently pinched her hand.
"is it here?"
Xing Chen shook his head.
Wen Luo went up a little further, "Here?"
Xing Chen continued to shake his head.
Wen Luo moved his fingertips, but he didn't dare to go any further.
They have been busy traveling these days and have hardly had any time to be alone together. Both of them are anxious at the moment, relying only on reason to suppress their emotions, so they can't resist any teasing.
There are so many people following us outside, it would be really inappropriate to make any noise.
Seeing that he didn't move, Xing Chen's eyes flashed, and he leaned close to his ear and breathed sweetly.
"Uncle, you are not allowed to touch it. You are only allowed to check if there is any breakage. Okay?"
As he spoke, he slowly lifted up his clothes.
Wen Luo held him down, and his Adam's apple slid heavily.
"Xingchen, be good and stop making trouble."
"Oh."
He answered readily, but playfully stretched out his slender fingertips to circle Wen Luo's Adam's apple.
Wen Luo grabbed his messy hand and kissed his palm and fingers over and over again.
He kissed her until he felt itchy and begged for mercy pitifully.
The dragon chariot drove directly into the palace. The adults got off their carriages and hurriedly followed to the front of the bedroom.
After the dragon chariot stopped, Wen Luo jumped off the car holding Xing Chen horizontally.
"Hey, this, this, what's wrong with His Majesty?" When the adults saw the scene, they were so scared that they quickly gathered around to ask.
Xing Chen turned his head from Wen Luo's arms and looked at them with an expression of bewilderment.
"Why haven't you left yet?"
"Go now, go now, is your Majesty's leg injured?"
"My skin is rubbed off and it hurts so much when I walk that I can't stand it." Xing Chen said shamelessly.
"Aren't people walking peacefully at the city gate?" the ministers asked in confusion.
"What are you saying? There are so many people at the city gate. Don't I have any dignity? There is nothing good about it. I just have to hold on."
Wen Luo held him and walked quickly inside. Xing Chen waved to everyone: "Bye, go back and do your own things."
The adults wanted to follow, but Eunuch Fu and his men stopped them at the door.
"My lords, please stay."
"Your Majesty has just returned to the palace. The adults should also be considerate of His Majesty and let His Majesty rest and recuperate."
The ministers stretched their heads to look inside, but Eunuch Fu stopped them firmly.
The adults laughed at each other and said, "Your Majesty has been taken care of by the prince all the way, so it's only a matter of course for the prince to go in and lend a hand."
"That's right. Seeing that His Majesty and the Prince get along so well, I feel relieved."
"Your Majesty will definitely have to see the scratches on His Majesty with his own eyes before he can return home with peace of mind."
The adults talked one by one, and soon convinced themselves, and finally dispersed.
This time, Wen Luo did not leave Xingchen's palace for half a month.
Xing Chen did come out of the house twice. The first time was because he had to meet Queen Mother Zhao, and the second time was because he had to attend court.
If he doesn't get out, the elders will break into his bedroom to see his so-called wound.
For Xing Chen, time has become something that can be squandered at will.
He sank into Wen Luo's arms every night.
It was as if he wanted to take Wen Luo's life, ignite it, melt it, and then fill every corner of himself.
Five months later, little Xiao Heng was secretly escorted into the palace.
Xing Chen brought the child to Queen Mother Zhao, who covered her face and cried inconsolably.
Finally, the sound of children's laughter could be heard in the inner courtyard of the imperial palace.
The ministers had different opinions about the child who suddenly appeared, but Xing Chen insisted that this was his biological child, born outside.
Everyone didn't believe it, so Xing Chen held the child in the court and asked them to come over one by one to see it.
After watching it, everyone shut up.
After that, no one mentioned things like the month, day and date of birth not matching. After all, three generations of the family have the same face, and you can tell at a glance that the child is your Majesty's child, there is no way you can make a mistake.
Everyone celebrates.
Your Majesty finally has a prince, and the Xiao family has a successor.
A year later, Xing Chen stubbornly dismissed the concubines in the harem. Those who wanted to go home went home, and those who wanted to stay in the palace to accompany the empress dowager stayed in the palace to accompany the empress dowager. They could live a life of wealth and glory, but they would no longer have titles.
Over the past year, no matter how blind or stupid the ministers were, they could see that something was wrong between Wen Luo and Xing Chen.
Xing Chen would sometimes unconsciously reveal a satisfied and lazy look, with springy passion in the corners of his eyes and eyebrows. This was not the look that one would have if he had not been in the harem for years and had not been involved in any romantic affairs.
Occasionally, she would accidentally roll up her sleeves in front of everyone, and the ambiguous marks all over her wrists would make everyone blush and their hearts beat faster.
However, the ministers had a tacit understanding and kept silent about this matter.
This is a good thing for Dahan.
The Regent is another emperor of Dahan. Today, the Regent has more soldiers and lands than Your Majesty.
If he wants to rebel, no one can stop him.
Even if the ministers could choose sides, bloodshed was inevitable.
The Regent can now be with Your Majesty, which means two strong forces have joined forces and the world is unified.
It is the best choice for the country, the people and the officials.
The most important thing is that Your Majesty already has a prince, so there is someone to succeed to the throne.
Therefore, when Xing Chen wanted to disband the harem, everyone just gave him a few symbolic words of persuasion, and their final attitude was that if His Majesty wants to disband, then so be it.
Those who have daughters in the palace will take them home without saying a word.
The ministers' bottom line now is that it's fine for the regent to be the regent, as long as there is no ceremony to crown the queen or something, everything can be discussed.
Everything is settled.
That night, the sky was full of stars.
Xing Chen and Wen Luo sat on the roof together looking at the stars.
Dahuang appeared at the other end of the eaves, ran over and threw himself into Xingchen's arms.
Xing Chen hugged the cat and snuggled into Wen Luo's arms again.
[Sir, you have completed the side quest. Once you leave this small world, you can get the Moon Tracing Mirror.]
Xing Chen touched its head.
"Are you going to hibernate?" he asked in his sea of consciousness.
[Yes, sir. I will accompany you here in this world. Huang'er wishes you and the Lord God a happy marriage. We will see you in the next small world.]
"Goodbye." Xing Chen rubbed its little head again.
Dahuang kissed him, turned around and disappeared into the silent night.
Xingchen's sea of consciousness turned back into an empty expanse of ice and snow.
He looked up at Wen Luo.
Wen Luo touched his face and asked gently, "Are you cold?"
Xing Chen shook his head and turned his gaze to the night sky. The distant starlight reflected ripples in his eyes.
"Uncle, how did you get through those years? Did you often sit on the roof and look at the stars?"
He looked at the stars.
Wen Luo looked at him.
"Yeah," Wen Luo responded softly, "I always watch it, and I can never get enough of it."
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Time flies by, and the years pass by in a flash.
Under the personal instruction of Queen Mother Zhao, Xing Chen and Wen Luo, Xiao Heng became an outstanding crown prince.
When he was fifteen years old, Queen Mother Zhao passed away, and Xing Chen then passed the throne to him and completely let go of the affairs in the capital.
A year later, he and Wen Luo rode their horses, following the north wind, all the way to southern Xinjiang.
Later on, they looked at the stars, the sun and the moon.
Watch the flower sea stretching for ten miles, watch the gurgling water under the small bridge, and watch the sea of clouds rolling into waves.
The wind blows thousands of miles.
They never separated again.
A few years later, on a warm afternoon in southern Xinjiang in winter, Wen Luo looked at his eternal love in Xing Chen's arms, smiled and closed his eyes.
"Xing'er, I will always wait for you."
Knowing that you would come, I now have a way home.
No matter how high the mountains are or how far the waters are, everywhere is my hometown beside you.
【World Three successfully separated】