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Chapter 363 Uncle Wen, You Can’t Put Flowers On Your Table

Prime Minister Wen raised his head, and saw Bai Zhi'er hiding half of his body in the doorway, looking at him with his small head poked out.

Seeing Prime Minister Wen looking over, the little guy quickly shrank back and hid again.

Prime Minister Wen was taken aback and couldn't help chuckling.

He walked out the door and found Bai Zhi'er covering his eyes with two small hands.

The pink lips muttered: "I can't see me, I can't see me, Uncle Wen can't see me~"

Prime Minister Wen cupped his hands and bowed: "See Her Royal Highness."

Bai Zhi'er's little milk paused, she put down her two little hands, and looked at him with big round eyes blinking.

"Uncle Wen, Zhier didn't want to disturb you, but just wanted to see if you're done with your work."

Seeing the princess's cute appearance, Prime Minister Wen couldn't help but smile more kindly.

He lowered his head and said respectfully and gently: "Does Your Highness want to ask the minister for help?"

Bai Zhi'er nodded, then shook his head again.

"I don't understand something, and I want to ask Uncle Wen for advice."

After finishing speaking, the little guy waved his hand: "Uncle, go and do your work first, and I'll ask again when you're done!"

Prime Minister Wen turned his head and glanced at the memorials piled up on the table.

These are all sent back by the emperor, those questionable notes.

He is responsible for sorting out these notebooks, and then distributing them to the corresponding departments for them to reword or make corrections.

Such a thing usually takes him all day.

Prime Minister Wen withdrew his gaze and looked at Bai Zhier's big bright eyes.

The little guy with the head of a carrot is obviously only four years old, but he is already more sensible and obedient than many children.

Thinking of the princess's suffering outside the past few years, Prime Minister Wen lied.

"Please rest assured, Your Highness, I am not busy and have nothing to do. If you have any doubts, you may wish to tell me."

After finishing speaking, Prime Minister Wen made a "please" gesture.

"His Royal Highness, please move into the hall."

Bai Zhi'er walked in with little feet.

The first thing she saw was a pot of purple flowers on Prime Minister Wen's long mahogany table.

The little guy looked at Prime Minister Wen's facial features again.

After she sat on the chair, she said softly, "Uncle Wen, you can't put flowers on your table."

Prime Minister Wen brought a cup of tea over, and after handing it over with both hands, he was very puzzled: "Why?"

Bai Zhi'er blinked: "It's not good for your health, it will make you cough frequently."

She stretched out her small hand and pointed around the hall.

"Here, there, and there, the flowers have to be removed and cannot be placed."

Prime Minister Wen looked at the flowers Bai Zhier pointed to, they were all his favorite flowers!

As a person, he doesn't have any other hobbies in private, but he likes to grow flowers and weeds.

These pots in the hall are all carefully taken care of by Prime Minister Wen.

Bai Zhi'er could see his reluctance.

Just comforting him like a little adult: "Uncle Wen, you move these flowers outside the door and put them on the corridor. Every time you come in or go out, you can enjoy them, that's enough."

"If you leave it here for a long time, it will not be good for your illness, and it will make your illness worse!"

Flowers belong to wood, and wood affects the liver and lungs. Uncle Wen is not suitable for raising them.

He is just coughing now, but Bai Zhi'er found that if the disease drags on, it will turn into tuberculosis.

When the time comes, he will cough up blood, and even die.

She had read in the heavenly book that in the mortal world, tuberculosis is a disease that can kill people!

Uncle Wen is so gentle and refined, she doesn't want him to die.

Prime Minister Wen was confused, but he didn't ask too much about the reason.

Regarding Bai Zhi'er's instructions, Wen Cheng nodded repeatedly: "Yes, I will order people to do so."

(End of this chapter)