After I bloom, a hundred flowers will kill

Chapter 851 Extra Four: Parental Love

At night, when Xiao Hua, Yongzheng and Shen Xihe were having dinner, Xiao Junshu ran in angrily. When his eyes touched Shen Xihe, the angry look on his face forced himself to calm down.

Shen Xihe's eyes passed over Xiao Huayong inadvertently, and he didn't seem to notice anything wrong with Xiao Junshu, and said warmly: "Goldfish, we want to eat together."

Xiao Junshu saluted Shen Xihe, hesitated for a moment, and silently gave a perfunctory salute to Xiao Huayong before saying: "Mom, I have already used it. I have something to ask my father. Please wait in the main hall."

Xiao Huayong: "Go back to Qinzheng Hall. After dinner, my father will go find you."

After thinking about it, he still had some memorials that he had not yet read, so Xiao Junshu responded with a reserved voice and left.

"Is this your acceptance?" Shen Xi calmed down.

"It's still a little short of heat." Xiao Huayong picked up the vegetables with chopsticks. He had not tasted Shen Xihe's craftsmanship for a long time.

Shen Xihe smiled and nodded. After finishing his meal, Shen Xihe watched Xiao Huayong go away.

The maple leaves rustled, and a figure rushed into Shen Xihe's arms. It was Chang Ming who had not been seen for a long time.

Short life looks much older. Its lifespan is not long. After eight years apart, it has lost its former flexibility.

Shen Xihe held it in his arms and turned back to the house.

Standing at the door of Xiao Junshu's dormitory, Xiao Huayong took the palace lantern from Tianyuan and motioned for everyone to stay outside before stepping inside.

The lights in the bedroom had just been extinguished not long ago. Xiao Junshu must have known that he was coming and extinguished them on purpose.

It's really childish.

Shaking his head and laughing, Xiao Huayong held the long handle of the lantern with Ruyi pattern and found Xiao Junshu sitting on the threshold connecting the inner and outer rooms.

Xiao Junshu saw him and turned his face aside.

Xiao Huayong stood in front of him and looked at him for a while. Neither father nor son spoke immediately. Finally, Xiao Huayong placed the lantern on the long-necked rosewood stand in front of Xiao Junshu and sat down next to Xiao Junshu.

Xiao Junshu deliberately moved his position and leaned to the side, his whole body exuding the aura of keeping strangers away.

"You said you were looking for me for something. I came, but you didn't say anything." Xiao Huayong whispered.

"Why do you appoint my ministers? I am your Majesty!" Xiao Junshu asked angrily.

In response, Xiao Huayong said lightly: "I am your father."

"You—" Xiao Junshu became even more angry. The hurtful words had already reached his mouth, but he swallowed them hard.

"When you are angry, you can control yourself and avoid impatience." Xiao Huayong was very happy, Xiao Junshu was even better than he thought.

One needs to know how many grown men and women cannot control their words and actions when they are angry.

"Hmph." Xiao Junshu hummed heavily.

"I punished them because of you." Xiao Huayong tilted his head, his warm gaze covering Xiao Junshu's face, "How can you hurt yourself if your parents hurt your body and skin? You must know that the hurt is on the children, and the pain is on the parents' hearts. "

"Do you feel bad?" Xiao Junshu retorted loudly.

"Yes." Xiao Huayong said firmly.

Xiao Junshu's breath was stagnant. His father's brilliant eyes seemed to have a particularly attractive force, locking his gaze.

"You are my and my only child, the continuation of our bloodline, and the proof of our mutual love." Xiao Huayong said every word clearly, sincerely and seriously, "Your joy, anger, sorrow, and every move you make , can touch the hearts of me and your mother-in-law." Xiao Junshu was stunned. He didn't hear the rest of the words clearly. He repeated in a daze: "I am your only heir?"

His father and mother reunited, and they were so loving, he thought...

Seeing through Xiao Junshu's thoughts at a glance, Xiao Huayong stretched out his long arms, hugged Xiao Junshu, ignored his struggle, and forcefully pressed his head on his shoulders: "You are right, you are His Majesty, and His Majesty must not be stained. Even the fallacies of unofficial history cannot originate from me and your mother-in-law."

Xiao Junshu understood this sentence. His father did not intend to correct his name. He planned to let others speculate and follow his mother anonymously.

Xiao Huayong faked his death in the name of saving the driver, thus paving half of the way for Xiao Junshu.

It can be said that if Xiao Huayong had not done this, the late emperor would not have allowed Xiao Junshu to be born.

Now if Xiao Huayong wants to clear his name, he has to overturn his rescue efforts that day. Even if they have the power now, how can they block all of Youyou's mouths?

Xiao Huayong and Shen Xihe don't care about other people's opinions, but they care about Xiao Junshu, the emperor, being criticized.

Maybe within three generations, no one would dare to make random arrangements, but what about in the future?

When dynasties change, if people with great power want to do some dirty things, it is nothing more than grabbing a fig leaf from their ancestors to make themselves justified. The more successful the monarch is, the more evidence he has.

Xiao Junshu's eyes were a little sore, and he blinked: "I...I don't care about other people's opinions either!"

That was all a hundred years later, and he was already a pile of bones!

"But I care about your mother-in-law." Xiao Huayong's voice was soft.

Xiao Junshu's small body trembled. He clenched his fingers and took a deep breath: "You and my mother... you can fly away."

Leave this imperial city, let His Majesty Mingzong and his wife be buried underground forever, change their names, and live happily ever after.

"Are you going to be your majesty?" Xiao Huayong did not answer Xiao Junshu, but stared at him intently.

"Of course I want to be Your Majesty!" Xiao Junshu answered without thinking.

He has known since he can remember that he is a nine-five-year-old who has learned the way of a king. His hard-won throne was planned by his mother and father who sacrificed a lot.

How could he not be the emperor?

He must be emperor!

"Your mother and I may leave you one day, but not now." Xiao Huayong touched the top of his son's hair.

"I can, I can be a good monarch. I have my uncle, Xie Guogong, fifth uncle, Cui Shangshu, twelfth uncle, fourteenth uncle..." Xiao Junshu held his breath and ordered his humerus ministers one by one. Come.

"As a father, I don't doubt your abilities, nor am I worried that your throne will be unstable if you leave me and your mother-in-law." Xiao Huayong said with a soft smile, "It's about the love and care of father and mother that no one can give them anymore. You. And you need my and your mother’s company now.”

Because you need it, we give whatever it takes.

This is how parents love their children.

Joining hands with the one you love, traveling around the world, visiting great rivers and mountains, and seeing all the beautiful scenery in the world, isn't this what Shen Xihe and Xiao Huayong yearn for?

Of course they yearn for it, but compared to these, Xiao Junshu is more important in their hearts.

"Father!"

The young emperor finally couldn't help but threw himself into his father's warm and spacious arms, tightly holding on to his clothes, and silently fell down one by one with suppressed tears.

Xiao Huayong's face bloomed with a gentle smile like spring breeze and rain. He held his son in his arms and let him cry to his heart's content.

(End of this chapter)