Do Not Disturb Ascension

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Si Ruochen originally wanted to draw a crane, but if he drew it too well, it would be a bit abnormal, so he drew a fat bird instead, and even the original shape could not be seen.

His vision was blurry, and he had to get close to see it clearly.

He lowered his head to draw, and did not notice the spider falling from above.

Seeing that the spider was getting closer and closer, and was about to land on the back of Si Ruochen's neck, he finally noticed something and was about to turn his head.

"Don't move--"

Si Heng had not finished reviewing the memorial in his hand, and he glanced casually and saw the spider. He was immediately startled and threw the red pen in his hand.

There was a sound of wind passing over Si Ruochen's head, followed by the sound of the red pen hitting the imperial desk. With a snap, a ball of ink spread on the rice paper.

In order to avoid accidental injury, Si Heng's target was the spider silk above the spider. At that moment, when he hit the spider silk, he also took the spider out.

The spider landed in the inkstone, stained with ink, and crawled out in panic, crawling around on the rice paper.

The spider was scary and covered with fluff. Si Heng thought the little prince would be scared and hide away, but he walked closer, as if he wanted to see it clearly.

Some court officials had eye problems when they got older, and they would use this posture to see something clearly, full of curiosity.

Si Heng did not stop it directly, but watched from the side, ready to pick up the little prince at any time.

The child did not know how to be afraid, and when he saw what the spider looked like, he would be scared and hide away.

Si Ruochen wanted to see if the spider was immortal, because it was a little fat. But as he approached, the spider was frightened and panicked, and fled back. It was not spiritual enough to tell that it had nothing to do with immortality.

Just as Si Heng was about to throw it out of the window, he saw the little prince looking down at the trace of the spider crawling out on the rice paper: "It's done."

Si Heng looked at the trace of the spider crawling out in fear: "..."

It was exactly the same as the outline of the spider, every detail was visible, and the whole process of its hasty escape was printed on the paper.

Si Heng threw the spider and the red brush out of the window, and ordered in a cold voice: "Sprinkle some insecticide."

Spiders are often called "happy spiders" in the folk, and there is a saying that "early news of good news and evening news of wealth". The fall of the spider is even more in line with the description of "good news from the sky".

Si Heng didn't believe these things at first. It was just a small insect, and it would be crushed to death. However, the death would definitely be ugly, so it would be better to throw it out.

Now there is more inexplicable awe, and he is willing to raise his hand to throw it out, rather than slap it to death on the table. The picture of the spider escaping does not need the spider's corpse to embellish it.

Soon, the palace servants began to clean up the mess, but

without Si Heng's permission, they were not allowed to enter the palace, and they could only bury the insect repellent powder in a hidden place outside the palace.

The palace servants who handled this matter would be punished according to the rules. The palace had its own set of palace rules, with rewards and punishments in moderation, and Si Heng did not need to ask about everything. Unless he asked in person, he would deal with it according to the palace rules at other times.

"Some poisonous spiders will bite people. If you see them, stay away from them."

Si Heng said. What if the little prince wants to see spiders painting next time and catch them with his hands... It's a headache to think about it.

"Okay."

Si Ruochen was not really interested in spiders.

Just wanted to see if it was immortal.

"Let someone bring water later."

"You should take a bath."

Si Heng frowned slightly as he looked at the ink stains on the little prince's body. Then he thought of some details, such as preparing a porcelain basin separately for the little prince to bathe.

Or take the little prince to the hot spring pool, where there is hot spring water from outside the palace, which is running water and good for the body.

In comparison, the hot spring is better.

I can take the little prince there again in the evening.

"Okay."

Si Ruochen straightened his overly loose clothes and sat next to Si Heng, watching him review memorials.

"Your Majesty, there are too many things in the inner storehouse. I have sorted out two boxes first. They are all very suitable for the little prince to play with. Please see if they are suitable."

Gao Yun came back soon, followed by several eunuchs carrying things.

"Put it down, and go find a jade basin. Porcelain is also fine. The body and glaze should be smooth. Pick a few good ones and send them over." Si Heng covered Si Ruochen again and asked Gao Yun to move the things in. He waited for them to leave before removing his sleeves.

Gao Yun was a little confused, but he did what His Majesty said. He went to the storehouse to find something again, and by the way, he gave the eunuch in charge of insect repellent a few words to make him remember it well.

"See if there is anything you like, take whatever you like."

Si Heng opened the box, which was filled with all kinds of exquisite objects. The fragile ones were put in small boxes, and some ordinary wooden products were left open, so you could tell the quality at a glance.

Si Ruochen couldn't see clearly even if he wanted to, so he was put directly into the box, and instantly felt like he was sitting on a treasure mountain.

A small palace carved with gold and jade, small ornaments made of jade, gourds, bean pods, koi... The jade was of high quality and the water head was excellent, and they were piled up in a box for him to pick.

"It's too small."

Si Heng looked at the miniature palace made of gold and jade and was somewhat tempted. A small palace could be made according to the size of the little prince, and the utensils inside should also be complete.

Write this down first,

and then find a craftsman to arrange it.

Seeing that Si Ruochen was not interested, and the little prince probably couldn't see anything clearly and couldn't move heavy objects, he simply picked up the little prince and put him aside, and then searched through the box to find some things that might be useful.

A small wooden horse that can run by itself after being wound up;

A set of small jade swords, miniature versions of the ten famous swords, complete with swords and sheaths;

A small boat that does not sink when launched and can sail with a sail...

Si Heng picked them up one by one until he saw a doll that was about the same height as the little prince. It should be a gift from a small country. He took it out repeatedly and put it aside.

This doll was made to look like a child, with blonde hair and blue eyes, white skin as white as snow, lifelike, wearing exotic clothes, very delicate.

The palace has always been taboo against dolls, which are easily associated with witchcraft. But this doll has gemstones for eyes, gold threads for hair, and even the boots on its feet are made of silver. It is dressed in brocade and decorated with pearls and jade. It looks precious and does not associate it with a curse.

Si Heng found the doll and saw that it was about the same size as Si Ruochen. He was moved and many problems were solved. The palace, clothes, utensils... can all be put out in the open.

"Take a bath first, and play later."

Si Heng picked the things in the two boxes, leaving only the most delicate things and putting them aside, and leaving the rest in the Zichen Palace warehouse.

Si Heng asked the palace servants to bring warm water. The small clothes for the secret guards were also ready. He sent the little doll over and asked them to make a few more sets. The clothes, headbands, accessories, and boots were all carefully prepared.

"I'll wash it myself."

After Si Ruochen asked, Si Heng did not lend a hand.

He looked at it from time to time to prevent the little prince from drowning.

As the master of the world, Si Heng used the best things in his daily life. The bath beans exuded a light and pleasant fragrance. Si Ruochen washed the ink on his hands and took a quick bath in the basin. He felt relaxed all over.

A soft handkerchief fell from his head, and he was taken away with the soft handkerchief and placed on the imperial desk. A warm heat came from Si Heng's palm, and soon his hair was dried.

Si Heng was worried that the little prince would catch a cold, so he used his internal force to dry the small soft handkerchief and the little prince in it, and then handed over a set of small clothes.

A cloud-white satin lining, a sky-blue soft robe, a belt, a hairband, and a pair of small boots.

Although the little prince was still young, he could dress himself. Only his soft hair hung down behind him, like the feathers of a young bird, black and shiny, and looked very nice to touch.

Si Heng picked up a thin hairband and used his fingertips to comb the little prince's soft hair, not knowing where to start.

Simply tied all his hair on top of his head and tied the hairband directly to prevent his hair from spreading.

"Father... my hair is a little tight."

Si Ruochen followed Si Heng's strength and tilted his head back.

Si Heng seemed to want to take all his hair away.

"...Okay." Si Heng loosened it a little.

"It's still a little tight." Si Ruochen wanted to do it himself.

But Si Heng had been combing it carefully for so long... that's all.

"How is it now?" Si Heng loosened it again.

"Okay." Si Ruochen finally saved his hair.

"I'm a little rusty, I just need more practice."

Si Heng was combing someone's hair for the first time, and he was very unfamiliar with it. After tying the hairband, he looked at the two or three remaining hairs in his hand. Before the little prince turned his head to look at him, he lowered his hand and hid the evidence in his sleeve.

Si Ruochen touched his head