Transmigrate to be Queen

"Father emperor, there's nothing wrong with the injury of his son. There are both internal and external medicines in the yard, so don't bother doctor Meng. After all, doctor Meng is the emperor's imperial doctor, and it's not good to run around for his son. He knows the injury of his son and doesn't bother his father."

Originally, the emperor was feeling guilty about his third son. When he heard that Zheng Fusheng, the third prince, came, he felt even worse. Look at the child. At such a time, he was still thinking of himself for fear of adding trouble to himself. Why on earth did he not wait to see the child.

Through this period of contact, the third son is obviously a mellow, gentle and kind-hearted man. He must think of others before he can think of himself. Such a temperament is the breadth of mind and righteousness that a prince should have.

The more the emperor thought, the more he felt sorry for his son, so he thought about what he should make up for him. However, what did Fu Sheng need? The emperor thought hard, but he found that he knew almost nothing about his son.

No matter the crown prince, the second prince, the fourth Prince and the fifth prince, the emperor can think of one or two things they like, either beauty, jewelry, power or freedom. There is always one thing they like and understand, but the third son is blank in his mind.

The emperor sighed deeply. At this time, he felt that he was really too eccentric. He was really biased to the horizon. Other sons had asked for him, and the son in front of him, let alone asked, would have been difficult for the emperor to even see him if he had not listened to politics recently.

From small to large, the number of times they met can be counted with your fingers. The emperor's heart is aching. If the son still can't speak fluently, will he still ignore him and dislike him? The emperor unconsciously beat his chest. How can this be? No matter what he becomes, he is also his own son, It's amazing that I can ignore this.

"Well, you said you didn't need a doctor to help you. The father believed you. It's just ah, Fusheng, do you have anything you especially want to do or something you especially want now? You told the father that the father would find a way to help you do it. Your father didn't say well when you were so badly hurt."

The soft voice is the compromise in the emperor's heart. It can be heard in Zheng Fusheng's ears, but it's like thunder. He doesn't know what's wrong with his father today. At the beginning, he made it clear that he wanted to earn a pocket for the second prince, but now, it's obvious that he wants to comfort himself. This is the opposite, which makes Zheng Fusheng vigilant.

Zheng Fuyu, the second prince who listened to the conversation between the two, also felt uneasy at the moment. The father would not change his perception of the third because of his shot. The father always despised the cowardice and tenderness of the third.

Did the third prince kick himself? The father emperor was not angry, but felt that the third was tough this time. What about his mind? Did the father emperor not see that he was so badly hurt? The more the second prince pondered, the more angry he felt that the father emperor did not care about his feelings at all and was hurting his heart.

"Father..."

The second prince opened his mouth in time and wanted to say something, which disturbed the emperor's mind and prevented him from paying attention to the third prince Zheng Fusheng.

"Why are you still there? I asked you to go back and keep it. You are also a blind man. Don't you know to find someone to carry the second prince back?"

The emperor pointed to the waiter beside the second prince and got angry. He completely ignored the second prince's need to speak.

Looking at such a father emperor, the second prince's face turned purple, which made him sad and uncomfortable. The father emperor had never treated himself like this. He had been growing up with the father emperor since childhood. The father emperor always praised himself for being smart and resourceful. When did he start, the father Emperor had such an attitude towards himself.

The second prince couldn't accept such a change, but the little internal servant had quickly found someone to carry the second prince away. He didn't want to go any more and didn't dare to disobey his father. He hated the little internal servant's quick hand and feet. He didn't think about how the little internal servant dared to disobey the emperor's will.

"Fu Sheng, your second brother has gone back to the mansion to recover from his injury. Let's continue with what we just said."

The emperor affectionately patted Zheng Fusheng on the shoulder,

"What wish do you have? Now tell your father that he will help you realize it."

The emperor really wants to make up for his third son, otherwise he can't get through it anyway. When he thinks that his son has blocked his assassin twice, although he didn't hurt his son himself for the first time, he hurt his daughter-in-law. Isn't that the same? So this intention must be returned today.

"Father, you have given a reward to your son. Whether you are a son or a minister, you should be divided to save you. Therefore, your son will not ask for anything from your father."

The more Zheng Fusheng's attitude, the more the emperor wants to help accomplish something.

"Just ask for something. I'm in a good mood today. There's no shop after the village. My father really wants to give you a wish."

Zheng Fusheng looked carefully into his father's eyes and saw that it was really sincere and sincere.

"Father emperor, can you let me go out of the palace and open the house? I'm 18 years old. All my royal brothers and sisters go out of the palace and open the house. Only I'm still in the palace when I'm old. I always feel a little embarrassed. Please be flexible and let my children go out of the palace and build the house."

The emperor suddenly found that, yes, the 18-year-old son still lives in the palace. As a father, he really neglected his duty and completely forgot, so he quickly nodded his head and agreed to his son's request,

"Go out of the palace and build a house. My father will build you a big and good one."