Chapter 101: Urgent

At first, when everyone heard the Ninth Prince’s voice and saw how excited he was, they subconsciously thought that he had brought back some local specialties for His Majesty.

Everyone started to wonder at the same time, what local specialties could be found in the temporary palace?

When they looked closely, it turned out to be a baby.

The little baby girl was about four or five months old. She was being held precariously in the young Ninth Prince’s arms. The Ninth Prince looked exhausted, as if he would collapse in the next moment and drop the little baby girl.

Calculating the date and looking at the baby girl’s clothes and appearance, if nothing unexpected happens, she should be the daughter that the imperial concubine just gave birth to.

Wait…a daughter born to the imperial concubine?

Isn’t that the little princess? ? The ninth prince’s biological sister? ? ?

The ministers turned around suddenly, only to see that the emperor had stood up at some point, pushed away his chair, and was walking towards the Ninth Prince with big strides.

“Xiaojiu, don’t move!” Normally, Emperor Jingwen would not be so nervous, but this was the first time he saw his child in danger in person.

Emperor Jingwen couldn’t just ignore what he saw, so he subconsciously stopped the scene and said, “Put the princess down quickly!”

Emperor Jingwen gave this order out of fear that he would accidentally drop the child again.

Upon hearing this, Ye Shuo, who was rushing towards this side like a cannonball, suddenly stopped, and the little baby girl in his arms shook. Everyone’s heart suddenly rose to their throat.

The crown prince couldn’t help but worry about his young sister.

Seeing the Ninth Prince standing still, everyone’s hearts also settled down.

By the way, if I heard correctly just now, my cheap dad was asking me to put the child down, right?

Ye Shuo did not hesitate and put the pointed little princess on the ground.

As expected, Emperor Jingwen, who seldom picked up a child, took two or three steps forward and without thinking twice, he simply reached out and picked up the child from the ground.

After realising what was happening, Emperor Jingwen couldn’t help but glare at his son.

The ground is so cold, isn’t he afraid that the little princess will catch a cold? ?

That’s right, he’s just a kid, he knows shit!

The next moment, Ye Shuo seemed to be not satisfied and repeated what he said when he came here. He looked so excited, as if he was introducing a new toy: “Father, father, look! Your son has brought you something good.”

Under normal circumstances, seeing that the little bastard was thinking about him so much, Emperor Jingwen would feel relieved to some extent, but now…

Emperor Jingwen didn’t understand how he could describe the little princess as a local specialty. At first, Emperor Jingwen thought that he was bringing back a local specialty for him, and then he kept asking him to take a look!

It must be said that Emperor Jingwen still missed the little bastard a lot after not seeing him for nearly a year. He always felt that the palace was too quiet without him around.

On the other hand, the little bastard not only doesn’t think about me, but also isn’t very punctual in writing letters. He often forgets about writing while playing, and only suddenly remembers to write back to me when he’s tired of playing.

When Emperor Jingwen received a letter, it was usually ten days or half a month later, and sometimes he didn’t even receive a reply.

When he heard the little bastard’s voice coming from outside the Qinzheng Hall just now, Emperor Jingwen admitted that he was still a little happy.

But now… the feeling of happiness faded away like the tide in an instant, and that familiar headache came to my heart again.

Seeing that he had given him such a big “surprise” just after returning, Emperor Jingwen couldn’t help but feel sad.

Taking a deep breath, Emperor Jingwen stated the fact as calmly as possible: “Shuo’er, this is your sister, not your new toy.”

Ye Shuo also looked innocent: “But I promised my mother that I would take good care of my sister, and she agreed.”

And that’s how he took care of me???

The same thought flashed through the minds of everyone, including Emperor Jingwen.

Emperor Jingwen even said it directly: “Is this how you take care of your sister?”

Ye Shuo looked even more innocent when he heard this: “What’s wrong? Is there something wrong?”

He actually had the nerve to ask!

Emperor Jingwen was about to get angry, but when he looked down, he saw the little princess looking arrogant and blowing bubbles to herself.

A four-month-old baby does not have any concept of playing. As long as it is not at night or he is looking for milk or is not holding someone he particularly dislikes, he basically does not care who is holding him, even if the person suddenly changes.

(As per law, ‘he’ word includes ‘she’ also – those law students can relate it….)

Seeing that his cheap father was speechless, Ye Shuo seemed to be adding fuel to the fire: “Look, she is quite good.”

At this moment, everyone in the Qinzheng Hall fell silent.

Seeing that the time was almost up, Ye Shuo spoke up in time: “Father, you have been holding her for a long time. Please return Jianjian to me. I want to show her to Empress Zhao and the others.”

More than a year had passed, but Ye Shuo had not forgotten the three ladies in the palace.

This is a real princess, not a tool for him to show off!

The ministers remained silent. Emperor Jingwen was stunned for a moment but then grasped the key point: “Jianjian?”

“Why is it Jianjian?” Didn’t he already name the princess?

“It’s just a nickname.” As if seeing his stepfather’s confusion, Ye Shuo waved his hand nonchalantly.

Until now, Emperor Jingwen still had a glimmer of hope for his son, so he opened his mouth: “Heart’s Jianjian?”

“No, Father, what are you thinking about? Of course, your head is sharp.”

Ministers: “…”

Emperor Jingwen: “…”

Emperor Jingwen subconsciously looked at the little princess’s head, and when he saw that it was round instead of pointed, he breathed a sigh of relief.

While he was stunned, Ye Shuo had already reached out to hug his sister.

But how could Emperor Jingwen trust him with the child? He turned around subconsciously and raised his arm subconsciously.

Ye Shuo was not discouraged after his hand came up empty-handed. He continued to chase his cheap father and asked: “Father, father, please give my sister to me.”

In this way, all the ministers watched helplessly as one tried to reach it on tiptoe, while the other raised his arm and refused to give it.

The ministers said it was too noisy and they left one after another.

As a result, after leaving the Qinzheng Hall, they could still hear the noisy voices from a long distance away.

The ministers sincerely rejoiced that it was not their own son, but born to the emperor. Let the emperor worry about it himself!

Soon, perhaps because he was anxious, Ye Shuo blurted out: “This is my sister, my biological sister!”

Hearing him talking about this, Emperor Jingwen laughed immediately: “I am her father, and also her biological father.” In terms of closeness, isn’t she ranked higher than him, her elder brother?

As if he hadn’t expected him to say this, Ye Shuo was dumbfounded.

“But I was clearly here first! Father, please give my sister back to me!”

It’s really a child’s temper. Sometimes first come first served is not that important.

Emperor Jingwen then said calmly: “But now, your sister is in my hands.”

…Wow, why does this line sound weird?

Ye Shuo paused strangely, and seeing that things were hopeless, he finally said viciously “Don’t bully the young and poor”, and walked out of the Qinzheng Hall angrily.

When he came, he was holding his little sister in his arms, but when he left, his hands were empty.

After figuring out what he meant by “Don’t despise the young and poor”, Emperor Jingwen couldn’t help but laugh and cry.

“This Xiaojiu…”

The entire Qinzheng Hall quickly fell silent after Ye Shuo left. Emperor Jingwen still had other things to deal with, and originally wanted to hand the little princess over to Wang Ziquan, but he found that the little princess was very obedient and barely made a sound.

Emperor Jingwen thought about it, and finally put the little princess on his lap.

The prince beside him: “…”

Never mind, it’s not the first time anyway.

After a while, Wang Ziquan hesitated for a long time, and finally couldn’t help but remind him: “Your Majesty, the little princess is less than five months old now, she can’t sit for a long time.”

It turns out there is such a thing.

It happened that Emperor Jingwen was exhausted from reviewing memorials, so he simply picked up the little princess and walked around the hall twice.

Wang Ziquan knew that he was shocked and didn’t need to say more, and then he couldn’t help but sigh in his heart.

With these two children, the imperial concubine will have no worries in the future.

On the other side, after seeing his son wandering around, the big, pointed thing in his arms disappeared just like that.

However, out of trust in her son, the imperial concubine did not think much about it and just asked casually, “Where is Jianjian?”

In the past, the imperial concubine looked down on this nickname, but now she has gradually gotten used to it.

Ye Shuo shrugged: “I kept her in the Qinzheng Palace.”

The imperial concubine couldn’t help but be stunned when she heard this.

Qinzheng Palace? ?

“Shuo’er, you are really something. How could you throw Jianjian there?” The imperial concubine had never heard that the emperor could take care of a child. Subconsciously, she thought that her son was forced upon the emperor, so she glared at her son angrily.

“Forget it, I’ll just go and bring her back…”

Seeing that his mother had obviously misunderstood, Ye Shuo hurriedly stopped her: “Don’t.”

Ye Shuo felt wronged: “What do you mean I forced it? It was obviously my father who refused to give Jian Jian back to me.”

Your Majesty, he… don’t want to return? ?

How come the imperial concubine knew the meaning of all the words, but was confused when they were combined.

The imperial concubine was sceptical: “Really?”

Ye Shuo nodded affirmatively: “Really.”

At this moment, the imperial concubine seemed to be dreaming.

It was not until the evening that Emperor Jingwen personally sent the little princess back and had dinner at Qiuwu Palace.

The imperial concubine subconsciously checked with her eyes, and her daughter’s limbs were still intact, and she was actually fine!

If Emperor Jingwen knew that in the imperial concubine’s heart, he, as a father, was not as reliable as Xiaojiu, I wonder how he would feel.

Unfortunately, Emperor Jingwen didn’t know.

Upon hearing the news, even though the concubines had always said that they were numb to it, they were still shocked.

The imperial concubine is truly blessed to have given birth to such a pair of children, and yet each of them is more favoured than the other. Isn’t that infuriating?

However, Ye Shuo didn’t care about that. The most important thing was to strive for more benefits.

Emperor Jingwen thought that he was extremely son-centric. When it comes to son-centricity, who could compare to the feudal emperors?

In the past, Emperor Jingwen never believed that a princess could surpass a prince. A princess would be married sooner or later, and the prince was the future of the Great Zhou and would inherit the bloodline of the Ye family. It was natural that a prince was more valuable than a princess.

However, despite this, when Emperor Jingwen saw the scene of Xiaojiu and Jianjian getting along, he finally couldn’t hold it anymore.

You really can’t bully people like this!

As a brother, it would be fine if he didn’t protect his sister, but how could he be like him? How could he do this?

Jianjian is only a few months old!

Just like that, with Ye Shuo habitually putting his hand on the little princess’s back, no matter how hard the little princess tried, she couldn’t turn over smoothly. She could only scratch on the quilt like a little turtle. Ye Shuo was so happy.

As a result, before he could even laugh a few times, Emperor Jingwen slapped him on the back of his hand with a “slap”.

To be honest, being able to push an emperor into a corner over such a matter is, to some extent, quite impressive…