The group's favorite little Fubao has become the most arrogant kid in the whole imperial city

Chapter 118 Then I won’t have a baby!
"Daddy, you don't take your body seriously, you are bad!" Perhaps it was because the lifespan of gods was too long, Xihe had never been afraid of birth, old age, sickness and death, but when this possibility happened to Emperor Jingyuan, she panicked.

Emperor Jingyuan refused to take medicine or treat his illness. She felt sorry for his health, but was more afraid of his death.

She is not afraid of death, but she is afraid of losing.

"Daddy is fine, don't cry." Seeing Xihe crying harder and harder, Emperor Jingyuan panicked and called out, "Sanping! Sanping!"

Sanping, who had just finished replying and walked to the door, thought something had happened to Emperor Jingyuan, so he ran inside in a hurry and didn't even notice that his hat was tilted.

"What's your majesty's order?"

"Quick! Go to the Imperial Hospital! Ask them to boil a bowl of medicine for me. I want to drink it."

Sanping: “?”

Xihe cried even harder after hearing that, "You still need to boil the medicine now! You just haven't drunk it for a long time! Daddy lied to me, wuwuwuwu..."

Emperor Jingyuan almost went crazy, "Go quickly!"

"Yes! I'll go right away!" Sanping ran out and went straight to the Imperial Hospital. His speed made people outside the palace wonder whether Sanping had offended His Majesty and was going to be punished.

"Xihe, don't cry, don't cry." Emperor Jingyuan hurriedly coaxed her, anxious.

Where is Sanping doing? Why hasn’t he come back yet?

Xihe cried so hard that she was out of breath. When she had no strength left, she leaned aside and sobbed quietly.

Emperor Jingyuan was heartbroken, and Sanping arrived back just at this critical moment.

"Your Majesty! Medicine!" Sanping also panted and tremblingly took out a bowl of medicine from the box. He ran fast and not a single drop of the medicine was spilled.

Emperor Jingyuan took it and drank it in one gulp without even looking at it. The bitter taste rushed to his head and he almost fainted.

"Xihe, look. Daddy has drunk it. Stop crying, okay?"

Xihe put down her hand, looked at the empty bowl beside her, and finally burst into laughter.

"Daddy, remember to keep drinking it and don't pour it out." Xihe cried miserably and spoke incoherently at this moment.

"Don't cry, Daddy will remember to take medicine no matter how busy he is in the future." The little daughter's shocking cry frightened Emperor Jingyuan so much that he leaned back, looking listless.

Sanping hid aside and tried hard to hold back his laughter.

Every thing has its own nemesis. The little princess is your majesty's nemesis.

Emperor Jingyuan rarely approved the memorial, but instead took Xihe to climb onto the roof of Yuanyang Palace.

It was almost noon, and the sun was very hot. Emperor Jingyuan held his little daughter in his arms, protecting her tightly. The father and daughter sat quietly, neither of them spoke, enjoying a moment of peace.

After a while, Emperor Jingyuan suddenly asked, "Xihe, are you afraid that your father will die?"

Emperor Jingyuan was not a fool. There were only a few reasons why his little daughter's reaction was so intense. When you think about the medicine, it's not difficult to guess.

A small hand blocked Emperor Jingyuan's mouth, and Xihe's serious expression appeared behind the shadows, "Daddy, don't talk nonsense." Emperor Jingyuan put down the white and tender little hand with a smile, and patted it in his palm, "Xihe, everyone will go to that place one day, whether it's you or daddy, or your mother, your brother, we will not be able to escape the fixed end, sooner or later."

"Dad, everyone is pursuing immortality, don't you even think about it?"

Not to mention the small border countries, the monarchs of Nanli and Beili were obsessed with the art of immortality, some of them even invited some so-called Taoist priests to refine elixirs, they were truly obsessed with it.

Emperor Jingyuan smiled and said, "Why pursue that? It's enough for people to live a lifetime. It's too much for one or two people to expect me to work hard for Tianshuo like an old monster. Besides, the art of immortality is illusory. Why should I make myself half-human and half-ghost for such a thing? Do you think I am your father, the bastard on the throne of Beili?"

Emperor Jingyuan was indeed ambitious to annex Nanli and Beili. He did not believe that fate was determined by heaven, and even more so he talked about the art of immortality.

Even if he cannot accomplish the task of unifying the world during his lifetime, one of his sons, grandsons, or Tianshuo's tens of thousands of descendants will be able to do it.

"I hope daddy can pursue me." Xihe said softly while lying in Emperor Jingyuan's arms.

"Xihe, you are still young. It is human nature to be afraid of loss and separation." Emperor Jingyuan patted his daughter on the back and said softly, "But Daddy is not a god, and neither are your mother and brothers. We will grow old and die, so Daddy can't coax you by saying that he will always be with you. This is impossible. Xihe, although Daddy also wants to stop time, so that my precious daughter can always lie in Daddy's arms and act like a spoiled child, but... you have to grow up."

Emperor Jingyuan initially did not want his daughter to know the meaning of death too early, but perhaps because he had been feeling a little overwhelmed recently, he took the initiative to bring up this topic today.

Separation and death are hurdles that must be overcome.

"I know, I just... feel so uncomfortable." Xihe buried her face in Emperor Jingyuan's arms, her voice choked with sobs.

Emperor Jingyuan patted his little daughter's back lovingly and said, "Xihe, death is not scary. Daddy just went there first. If Daddy had gone there first, he could have arranged everything. When Xihe comes, he can still be lawless and do whatever he wants."

"Then I'll come to find you earlier, okay?" Xihe said in a low voice.

Emperor Jingyuan didn't say "no" or "yes". He pondered for a long time and said, "If you have concerns in your heart and feel happy every day, you can come to see daddy later, see more beautiful mountains and rivers, and tell daddy when the time comes. If you are very unhappy or in pain, come to see daddy earlier. Daddy will protect Xihe and will always protect her."

He thought further ahead. Zhao Chengning was definitely the next crown prince. As long as he was in power, Xihe would still be favored by the emperor.

But... there's always a chance. Can the descendants of the Zhao family continue to dote on Xihe as much as he and Zhao Chengning did?
If it would be painful, Emperor Jingyuan would rather take his daughter over earlier.

"Then Daddy, please take your medicine well and stay with me for a few more years, okay?" Xihe was sad in her heart, but she didn't show it on her face.

She couldn't change his fate, but she could take good care of Emperor Jingyuan's health.

"Okay." Emperor Jingyuan felt the sun burning his face, "Daddy hasn't seen Xihe grow up yet, and get married, how can I bear to leave?"

"Why don't you have children?" In Xihe's memory, when people talked about getting married, they would also talk about having children, but Emperor Jingyuan didn't seem to have mentioned it at all just now.

"Do you like children?" asked Emperor Jingyuan.

"I don't know, I'm still a kid~" Xihe is only six years old this year, and he is still a half-grown kid.

"Then I won't have any more children." Emperor Jingyuan waved his hand and it was settled, "Daddy only loves Xihe."

"Okay~"

Sanping stood in the back hall and looked at the backs of the father and daughter. Many years later, when he was old, he still remembered the scorching sun and the long reflections under the sun.