Do Not Disturb Ascension

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Even so, Luo Xing still touched the small tender seedlings, with very light force, afraid of damaging the seedlings that the little prince had worked so hard to grow.

"It's growing well."

"Ruochen is excellent in everything he does."

Luo Xing praised sincerely. The little prince learned very quickly in the study room. The tutor praised him every day. Since he entered school, he has never been praised, unlike the fourth prince, who was praised every now and then.

"The son resembles his father." Si Heng had never felt this way before, but now he likes to hear others praise the little prince, which makes him feel more happy than praising him himself.

"..." Luo Xing was silent for a few breaths.

Yes, His Majesty is like this sometimes... He speaks without restraint.

If this was not the emperor, he would have to say a few words.

In fact, Luo Xing had never seen Si Heng before, at least at that time, he would definitely not say such joke-like words.

Now, Luo Xing does not know Si Heng well enough, and can't even tell whether this is serious or a joke.

Si Heng saw Luo Xing was about to speak but stopped, as if he was choked and unable to speak, and a smile appeared in his eyes.

Anyway, Luo Xing couldn't see it and wouldn't tell others, so Si Heng didn't have to worry about anything.

"Your Majesty is right." Luo Xing pretended to agree.

In his heart, he was thinking, the little prince is so talented, he is obviously like my uncle. People say "nephews are like uncles", and Ruochen is the same.

He is good at making hidden weapons, his hands are very flexible, and he has a photographic memory. Ruochen is also like this, he is more like his uncle, and only His Majesty is blinded by one leaf.

He used to worry that the little prince would not live well in the palace, but now he has no such concerns. If these seedlings can only grow well if they are planted on His Majesty, His Majesty may also think of a way if the little prince begs.

His Majesty treats the little prince differently. He has not yet expressed his intention to send the little prince back to Chongming Palace. He will probably keep him in Zichen Palace until the little prince grows up.

This is naturally a good thing for the little prince. Luo Xing should be happy for him, but he has too little time to spend with the little prince. If he gets a little closer, he can feel Si Heng's sharp eyes.

Forget it, don't bother with him, who makes him the emperor.

Luo Xing sighed secretly and decided to go back to Qingning Palace to squeeze that stupid prince. They are all Si family members. He doesn't dare to squeeze Si Heng, but he dares not bully the prince?

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Si Yan is really in pain, not only because both legs are broken, but also because everything now is

different from what he thought.

The Zhou family actually rebelled, and the power of the court was purged again.

This is something that never happened in his previous life. The Zhou family father and son did not have such courage. They had always placed their hopes on the fifth prince, hoping that the fifth prince would inherit the throne and reward his mother's family when he grew up.

Now that he suddenly knew that the Zhou family was gone, Si Yan felt a fear that everything was out of control. Lin Xinglan's eyes were blind, could he still successfully assassinate the King of Xinyang?

"Uncle, are you okay?"

A little fat man stood in front of the bed, looking at him curiously.

The Prince of Xinyang suppressed those messy thoughts and tried to show a gentle expression. Just as he was about to comfort the little fat man, another child came in from outside the door.

"Are you stupid? How could the uncle be okay when he was injured like this?" The fifth prince looked at Si Yan's two tightly wrapped legs and one arm hanging up.

"Then the uncle must be in trouble." The fourth prince spread his hands.

Si Yan: ...

No wonder the country collapsed. Without the crown prince, the fourth and fifth are really not good. Although the third is outstanding, she is a princess.

"Uncle, take good care of your wounds and don't worry about what they say."

The third prince came in. His face was delicate and beautiful, and it was hard to tell whether he was male or female, but he was calm and gentle, without any trace of the weakness and grace of a boudoir girl.

Si Yan's mood was even more complicated. This guy looked gentle. If her identity as a woman had not been exposed, she would have almost succeeded to the throne.

"Hello, uncle."

The prince came in with a young child and greeted him together.

When Si Yan saw the young prince, a sour feeling suddenly surged in his heart. It would be great if the prince could succeed to the throne safely.

At that time, the north was lost repeatedly, and the court officials wanted to move the capital to the south and flee. It was the prince who insisted on going to the battlefield, guarding the country's gate, and his life was lost on the battlefield.

"Your Highness..." Si Yan looked at the young boy who was young but had already shown an upright and graceful demeanor, and his mood was excited.

He looked at the little prince brought by the crown prince, the Sixth Prince who was more favored than in his previous life and was the focus of everyone's attention.

Whether it was the waterwheel or the kang that was being promoted recently, they were all related to this little prince... Even the downfall of the Zhou family seemed to be caused by the little prince. Did they have the same fate?

But the Sixth Prince in his previous life did not promote these.

Si Yan really couldn't figure it out.

"How old is the little prince this year?"

Si Yan looked at the delicate little prince carefully. Just looking at his appearance, he couldn't tell anything at all.

He just felt that his eyebrows were delicate, his spirit was clear and his bones were handsome. He was a very spiritual child.

If he had a rebirth like him, his eyes and temperament should have changed a little. However, the little prince had a clear temperament, like a piece of clear jade, and there was no trace of the sadness after the destruction of the country and the family.

"Three years old." Si Ruochen looked at the Prince of Xinyang, a little puzzled.

Why can I see a little inquiry in his eyes?

The Crown Prince of Xinyang is approaching his prime years. Even though there are some scratches on his face, it can be seen that he is a very handsome and gentle young man with a good temper, gentle and tolerant temperament.

Si Ruochen was convinced that neither he nor the original owner had anything to do with Prince Xinyang.

"I heard that you guys got out of the fire pit. Can you teach Uncle Pope next time?" Si Yuan asked.

"Okay." Si Ruochen agreed, then looked at Si Heng's two broken legs and decided to ask the palace craftsmen to make a wheelchair.

In this way, Prince Xinyang can be pushed out and allowed to learn Pan Kang in person.

"What a good kid."

Si Long reached out and wanted to pinch the little prince's soft face.

It looks really easy to pinch. As long as you see the rounded contours on the cheeks, you can imagine the soft and tender feel.

However, not only the little prince took a step back.

The prince and other princes also stood in front of the little prince, showing wary eyes.

"Uncle, don't try to pinch our little brother's face. You also have flesh on the left side of your face. You can pinch your own." The fourth prince suggested.

"Yes, otherwise you can still pinch the fourth prince, he has a big chin." The fifth prince also made pertinent suggestions.

Si Long:......

The left side of his face was swollen because he was injured and hadn't recovered yet.

Besides, what’s so great about the Fourth Prince’s double chin?

However, the little prince is young and has strong cohesion. If their relationship had been so good, Dayong Jiangshan would definitely not fall apart.

Under the reproachful eyes of the prince, Si Long felt quite embarrassed and coughed a few times.

"Why does the emperor still have a cough? Is he suffering from internal heat? I'll have someone bring some Coptis chinensis." The second prince suggested.

Si Long immediately declined. As expected of his Majesty's son, he couldn't tell whether he was really stupid or not, but he was quite bad.

Fortunately, they were just paying a courtesy visit and were not really concerned about his life and death. Seeing that he was in such miserable condition, with his arms and legs wrapped like rice dumplings, they soon lost interest and left together.

Si Long didn't know why, but he felt that the weight in his heart was lighter, until he heard a sigh from outside.

Sigh: "Suddenly I really want to eat rice dumplings..."

Si Long recognized it immediately. It was said by the fat little fourth prince. When he spoke, his tone was particularly lazy, soft, and full of greed.

Your Majesty will still raise your son, he has a good appetite.

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When Si Long got on the wheelchair sent by the guards and was pushed to Zichen Palace, he kept asking questions along the way.