The second silly daughter-in-law who likes to cultivate the fertile fields

Chapter 1470

And it was because of them that my aunt waited for them outside the palace for a night in the cold, wind and snow not long after she gave birth to Xiaoxiao. In order to let them leave the city safely, she did not hesitate to risk her own daughter's life for the baby who was not yet full moon. Xiaoxiao planted the smallpox poison, just to fight for their survival.

It is the first time since the founding of the country since the founding of the Apocalypse that the emperor should be in his position.

The emperor, who felt that he was useless, overheard someone talking about the legend of the apocalypse—his emperor's uncle.

The person who once lost the throne to his grandfather, the one who roamed freely.

It was not easy for people to find out the whereabouts of the Xiaoyao prince. The emperor sneaked out of the palace behind the empress dowager's back to learn art from a teacher.

But even if he knelt outside his house for three days and three nights and finally passed away, the emperor's uncle said he would not accept him.

It's also strange that he insisted on asking for a reason back then, but it turned out that the emperor's uncle believed that he had accepted his father as a disciple, and if he were to accept him again, his generation would be messed up.

In the end, under his repeated insistence, the emperor's uncle finally gave in, and his closed disciple accepted him. He also successfully worshiped under the emperor's uncle and became his disciple.

Thinking about what happened back then, now he regrets his stupidity at the beginning, and he begged for such a master for himself after so many wishes.

But what he learned back then was all taught by the emperor's uncle, and the reason was that his little master was younger than him, and he was still soaked in the medicinal bath at that time, and he didn't know about human affairs.

Although the emperor's uncle had vowed that he would wake up, at least he hadn't opened his eyes during the year he stayed in the valley.

Apart from the fact that whenever the emperor's uncle added medicine to his medicinal bath, he would look as if he would die, he would not react at all, and sometimes he even thought he was not a living person at all.

And he never really regarded this living dead man as his master.

But later, when the emperor's uncle told him that it was because of him that he became a living dead, soaked in a medicine barrel, and endured such suffering day after day, he could no longer be the same as before.

At that time, he regarded this little master who was a few years younger than himself as a relative.

Not respect like an elder, but love like a younger brother.

Because I witnessed his suffering with my own eyes, I may cherish him more than my own brother.

It's a pity that this guy grows crooked when he grows up, and he doesn't care about himself at all times. He just accepts the things that people send over every year, and he has to say that he is filial to him.

Although in terms of seniority, it is true to say so, but he is the emperor anyway, and he is older than him, so why can't he save some face for himself?

I don't care about these, how many letters he has sent to him over the years, he just doesn't want to go to Beijing, but now he has entered the palace twice in three days because of a woman, and he can't wait to get his gold medal. That's all, now I'm still squatting here by myself.

The emperor got angry when he thought about it, and he didn't think about how he slept with him when he was a child, and he often wiped his body and gave him medicine, but in the end he was not as good as a woman.

Although this woman is also his close relative, she just feels a little reconciled.

The qi returned to the qi, but the meal still had to be eaten, and the emperor followed him out of the imperial study with a stinky face.

It was a strange meal for a meal, but at any rate, it was considered safe and sound.

However, this atmosphere didn't last long before it was broken by the news that Long Yiyi had returned.

"You said Prince Ning has entered the palace?"

The emperor's slender fingers holding the cinnabar pen stopped trembling slightly, and then put down the pen in his hand.

(End of this chapter)