The Dishonest Son and The ‘Ghost’ Doctor Mother

Chapter 120: Who are you talking to?

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A trace of surprise flashed across Miao Qianqiu's face, but he quickly came to his senses, immediately knelt down and responded before going down.

Just when he walked to the door of the imperial study, he was suddenly called back by the emperor.

"Forget it, no need to alarm other people, just the two of us, let's go take a look."

Miao Qianqiu immediately stepped forward to support the emperor and responded, "Yes."

Speaking of which, the child was quite pitiful. The queen fell out of favor and barely stepped out of her palace in the past two years. The prince was not favored by the emperor, and he had been summoned only a handful of times in the past two years.

Nowadays, Concubine Meng is the most favored concubine in the palace, so those servants naturally act according to the prevailing situation. They also exclude and exclude the queen's grandson, not paying attention to him at all, and even secretly treating him harshly.

Miao Qianqiu sighed secretly, but it was a pity that others spoke softly. Although he sympathized with the child in his heart, he did not dare to offend Concubine Meng easily. In this palace, it would be good to be able to do one's duty safely.

Fortunately, the emperor remembered that child today. Thinking about it, Prince Xiu probably mentioned it when he was talking to Prince Xiu just now.

Miao Qianqiu secretly breathed a sigh of relief and helped the emperor walk more carefully.

When approaching the Queen Mother's Xianghe Palace, the emperor paused slightly, then turned around, as if he did not intend to enter, but walked directly to the northwest corner.

Miao Qianqiu didn't dare to say anything, but became more and more cautious.

"Why isn't there even a guard here?" When he walked to the door of Ye Lansheng's courtyard, the emperor's eyebrows were already furrowed, and his face didn't seem very good-looking.

"Your Majesty, the young prince is happy to be quiet." Miao Qianqiu didn't dare to say anything, so he wouldn't say anything bad about Concubine Meng.

The emperor glanced at him and snorted coldly, "Don't make excuses. I know all these secret things in this palace."

With that said, he stepped into the courtyard. Unexpectedly, the further inside, the more severe the feeling of depression became. The grass in the entire yard has grown very high, and spiders have formed layers upon layers in the corners. Those fallen leaves have also covered the aisles with a thick layer, leaving no room for feet.

Miao Qianqiu supported the emperor and walked carefully. Seeing such a scene, he felt sad in his heart.

Unexpectedly, the environment here was even more bleak than he imagined.

There was a "squeak", and at this moment, a low sound of opening the door suddenly came from the small house next to it, and immediately after, a slightly thin figure came out carrying water.

Unexpectedly, when he turned around, he saw two figures standing in the courtyard.

He was stunned for a moment, condensed slightly, and then took a deep breath. The bucket in his hand fell to the ground with a clang, and he hurriedly stepped forward.

"My slave, please give your regards to your Majesty. May your Majesty be blessed." Eunuch Ke couldn't help but trembled violently, and he knelt down in front of the Emperor fearfully.

The emperor looked down at him and said in a cold voice, "Are you serving Lan Sheng?"

"If you go back to the emperor, this is the slave."

"Besides you, where are the other maids and eunuchs in this courtyard?"

Although Eunuch Ke was puzzled as to why the emperor suddenly thought of this to see the young prince, he still replied dutifully, "Your Majesty, there is only one servant serving the young prince in this courtyard."

The emperor's eyebrows were all furrowed, alone? No matter what, Lan Sheng is still the prince's son, so it's fine to live in such a dilapidated house, but he doesn't even have a maid around him who can take care of his daily life. What is it like

"Eunuch Miao."

"The slave is here."

"Go back and call some palace maids and eunuchs to serve you here. Lan Sheng is the prince's son and my grandson. How can you be so negligent?"

Miao Qianqiu was secretly happy, heaving a sigh of relief, and his voice became much lighter, "I accept the order."

Eunuch Ke was surprised. Why did the emperor suddenly have a whim today? Not only did he come to see the young prince, but he also took care of and arranged the young prince's life. Could it be that the prince is favored again

Eunuch Ke didn't dare to think too much, and hurriedly bent down and knocked his forehead on the ground, "I thank the emperor for your grace on behalf of the young prince. Your Majesty, the young prince is reading in the room, and I will report it right now."

"No, you and Qianqiu arrange for someone to clean up the courtyard, and I will go in alone."

"yes."

Miao Qianqiu and Eunuch Ke nodded in unison, and then the emperor took steps and slowly walked towards the room in the middle.

The corridors of the houses looked very desolate, as if no one lived there.

The emperor sighed secretly. If Xiu'er hadn't mentioned this child today, maybe he would have forgotten him in this small courtyard forever and never seen the light of day again.

Brushing away the dust in front of him, the emperor slowly opened the door in front of him.

As soon as the door opened, the light from outside suddenly shone into the entire room. Ye Lansheng, who was sitting upright at his desk, reading and practicing calligraphy, suddenly raised his head and looked at the person standing against the light in surprise.

He couldn't see him clearly, but he vaguely felt like a tall figure, not like Eunuch Ke.

"Who is it?" Ye Lansheng's childish voice had a hint of old age.

The emperor couldn't help but secretly sighed and took a few steps inside.

As his figure moved, Ye Lansheng's pupils suddenly opened wide. Even though he hadn't seen the man in front of him for two years, even though his impression had gradually become blurry, as soon as he saw the bright yellow dragon robe that represented the emperor's supremacy, Ye Lansheng immediately understood who the person who came was. who.

The small body suddenly jumped off the stool and knelt directly on the ground, "My grandson has seen Grandpa Huang and wants to pay his respects to Grandpa Huang."

"Get up." The emperor reached out and lifted his arm. When he touched it, he realized that the child was really thin. It felt like a pair of bones.

"Grandpa Huang, why are Grandpa Huang here?" Ye Lansheng was a little shocked. He looked at the man who descended in front of him like a god in disbelief. He didn't understand how such a person could suddenly break into a place that had been forgotten for a long time.

The emperor looked at the entire inner room. This place was indeed very shabby, thanks to the fact that he had lived here alone for so long.

"Grandpa Huang came to see Lan Sheng. Is Lan Sheng reading a book? What are you reading?" The emperor let go of his hand and walked directly to the table. He looked at the books spread out in front of him and then at the writing he put aside. After reading this, I couldn't help but smile.

"Lan Sheng, did you write all of these?"

"Yes." Ye Lansheng was still a little nervous. After all, the emperor's visit was no small matter.

The emperor nodded with satisfaction and said with a smile, "Yes, the handwriting is powerful and the insights are unique and novel."

Ye Lansheng felt happy to be praised by the emperor, but he still suppressed his surging emotions and nodded calmly, "Thank you, Grandpa Emperor, for your appreciation."

Seeing him look like this, the emperor liked him even more. Xiu'er is indeed very discerning. This child is more promising than the prince.

"Xiao Shengsheng, who are you talking to so loudly? You woke me up. I'm so sleepy."

However, at this moment, a soft and waxy voice suddenly came from the inner room, walking out with a trace of dissatisfaction.

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