The sudden ringing of a bell echoed in the study. Huo Lin stood up, took the star machine and left without waiting for his father to look over.
As soon as he left, Ludwig's voice rang out: "All news about the Queen must be blocked."
Such a decision made everyone participating in the meeting frown.
Although they were afraid of Ludwig, the fact that the Queen had awakened made it impossible for them to pretend that they knew nothing.
"Your Majesty, this matter cannot be kept secret forever."
A minister of the government again advised: "It is very important for the people to announce the reason why the queen woke up. Countless people die from mental exhaustion every year in the empire. Since the queen can wake up, these people should also have the opportunity to wake up."
The words used by the Executive Yuan minister clearly reflected the views of the other people at the meeting.
They all requested Ludwig to announce the awakening of Queen Ivy, and to give other people whose mental strength was exhausted a chance to be treated.
There was no way Ludwig would agree to such a request.
Such a request means the life of the little cub!
Ludwig's golden eyes seemed to be frozen. He looked coldly at the people participating in the online meeting. His tone was grim and left no room for negotiation: "I'll say this for the last time. All news about the queen will be blocked."
"I never accept blackmail."
After finishing his last sentence, Ludwig hung up the video.
After he hung up the video, Ivy came in with a cup of tea and placed it in front of him: "This is a freshly brewed heat-reducing tea that Zhan Xi planted himself. Try it."
Ludwig took the tea and drank it.
Ivy massaged his temples to help him relax.
The two of them were so quiet, not speaking for a long time.
After a while.
Ivy then said softly: "I am the one who caused you trouble."
Ludwig put down his teacup, raised his hand and held hers. They were a young couple and had always had a deep relationship. They could talk about anything.
"Ivy, it's not your problem."
Ludwig comforted his wife: "Leave this matter to me, you and Ningzi don't have to worry."
They both knew that Ningzai was still too young, and it was already too much for him to wake up the Queen and comfort the Emperor mentally.
Announcing the reason why the queen woke up means announcing the existence of Ningzai.
Even if they explained to the public that Ningzai's current ability was insufficient to save so many people, would those whose relatives or themselves were about to suffer mental exhaustion have any reason
In the face of life and death, no one can be rational.
"Ludwig."
Ivy continued to rub his temples, her tone gentle and slow: "There is a simpler solution right now, let me leave White Mist Star."
As long as she is no longer on Baiwu Star, even if there is public opinion, it will gradually subside.
"No."
Ludwig rejected her proposal without a second thought. He couldn't accept Ivy leaving him. He said in a deep voice, "Ivy, believe me, I will find a way."
The current situation is very tricky for them.
The dignity and rules of the imperial family prevent them from lying to the people even if they remain silent.
In the study, the two were still talking.
Outside.
Huo Lin was being questioned by the little boy: "Brother, don't you miss the boy?"
Huo Lin is an introverted person, and he rarely expresses his emotions directly, but in front of the little cub, he has to express: "I miss you."
"Brother never looks for the cub for a day."
The little guy is not easy to fool. He pointed out his brother's behavior with a serious face, saying that he just doesn't want the little guy.
Huo Lin looked at the little cub on the screen, thought for a few seconds, and replied: "I have been in the study with my father today."
Little cub: “…”
The little cub's serious expression instantly turned into sympathy.
In Zizi's eyes, the study is where Uncle Lulu works and his brother does his homework. Whenever he goes to the study, he has to lie on Uncle Lulu's desk and do his homework under Uncle Lulu's watch.
My brother is so pitiful. He stayed in the study room for the whole day.
The little boy, who was originally looking for trouble, suddenly felt sympathy for his brother.
As it was too late, Huo Lin did not go out at this time. He said, "I will pick you up tomorrow and we can have dinner together, okay?"
"Um!"
The little boy was very satisfied with this answer: "Brother, I want a chicken drumstick."
Huo Lin nodded and agreed: "I'll ask the kitchen to make chicken legs for you in advance."
Huo Lin had some experience in coaxing babies, and after coaxing the baby for a while, he coaxed the baby to sleep.
It was getting darker.
The little boy who always slept with his dad before, didn't let Lingqi leave even when it was time to go to bed, maybe because he had played with Lingqi the whole day.
"Go to sleep!"
The little boy sat up in his cow pajamas. He patted the empty space beside him and invited Ling Qi to sleep with him: "Sleep here!"
Ling Qi, who was originally planning to sleep next door, was silent for a moment and looked at Zhan Xi: "Let's sleep in another room tonight."
Zhan Xi: “?”
Zhan Xi was a little surprised: "You mean, you want to sleep here and I'll sleep in your room?"
Ling Qi hummed.
Zhan Xi was even more confused: "Don't you hate it most when others touch your bed? If I go to sleep at night, will you come and suffocate me with the quilt at night?"
Hearing this, Ling Qi frowned and said in a bad tone: "If you don't want to sleep, forget it. Stop talking so much nonsense."
Zhan Xi saw that he was about to get angry, so he quickly said, "I didn't say I wouldn't change it. I'll go over now. Be careful when you sleep with Ningzi at night, and be careful that he wets the bed."
The little kid, who was originally very happy, immediately frowned when he heard the word "bed-wetting".
He wanted to object, but he had just wet Uncle Lulu's bed yesterday.
Zhan Xi and Ling Qi changed beds. Ling Qi lay down next to the little kid. When the little kid clung to him with his hands and feet, he suddenly realized something -
If he wants to sleep with the baby, he can actually take the baby away.
There was no need for him to exchange beds with Zhan Xi.
"Uncle Lingqi, tell the cub a story."
After the little cub found a comfortable position in Ling Qi's arms, he tilted his chubby face up and begged to listen to a story: "Cub wants to listen to the story of growing vegetables."
Ling Qi heard this and made up a story: "Once upon a time there was a boy who liked to grow vegetables. He grew so many vegetables that he couldn't eat them all."
"And then he just kept eating and eating."
“Finally, we finished the food.”
Ling Qi finished telling a story about growing vegetables with a few nonsense words.
The little kid was stunned and didn't react for a long time.
Ling Qi patted his back gently and continued, "Okay, go to sleep. If you can close your eyes and sleep now, I will make delicious meatballs for you tomorrow morning."
When the little guy heard about vegetable meatballs, he quickly closed his eyes.
An adult and a child slept next to each other. Ling Qi was a little used to his bed. He had thought that he would not be able to sleep if he changed beds, but unexpectedly, he was able to fall asleep on this bed.
After the little baby was weaned, he was not completely weaned. There was still milk powder left at home, and we would fill a bottle for him from time to time. In addition to milk powder, there was also milk.
In short, the little cub has a sweet and fragrant body, and the smell of milk is not annoying at all.
He slept on this bed every day, and the bed was filled with this smell.
The night passed quickly.
The next morning was the Monday that the little guy hated the most.
Ling Qi had already gotten up and packed up, but a kid was still lying in bed. He went to cook, so he handed the kid to Zhan Xi: "Wake up Ning Zai, I'll make breakfast."
"OK."
Zhan Xi yawned as he came over, and called out to the kid who had buried his head in the quilt by the bed: "Ning, wake up, you have to go to school today."
The little kid in the bed closed his eyes and got angry: "No! I went to kindergarten yesterday, don't go today."
Zhan Xi: “…”
Zhan Xi sat down and poked the quilt: "No, I went to the kindergarten to play yesterday, and I have to go to school today. By the way, you don't seem to have done your homework this week. Did your teacher assign homework?"
The little kid in the bed reacted even more: "Kid, don't go to school."
Zhan Xike disagreed with him not going.
The father and son argued for a long time. When they pulled the baby out of the bed, the baby's eyes were full of tears, and his baby voice was full of grievance: "Dad, why does the baby have to go to school?"
"Because we can't be illiterate."
Zhan Xi picked him up, held his chubby little butt, and skillfully dressed him, brushed his teeth and washed his face.
After getting dressed, brushing teeth, washing face and smelling perfume, Zhan Xi carried the well-groomed little cub outside: "Ling Qi, is the meal ready?"
"alright."
Ling Qi didn’t make breakfast very complicated. He put the breakfast on the table and took out the rice bag for his son.
The little guy, who is usually very active in eating, ate a little slowly this time.
After finally finishing eating, the little one dawdled and made a fuss about not wanting to go to school.
Of course, Zhan Xi wouldn't listen to him.
"Let's go. We can't delay any longer. We'll be late." Zhan Xi put the kid with a schoolbag on his back into the tricycle, then said something to Ling Qi and took the kid away.
On the way.
The little boy, who had realized the cruel reality, sat in the bed of the tricycle and opened his schoolbag.
On the first of these two Sundays, the little boy went to a banquet with his brother and stayed in the palace. On the second day, he went to the sports meeting with his father. When he got home, he was exhausted and went to bed early.
In other words, for two whole days, the kid didn't have time to do his homework.
Although the teacher didn't assign much homework, the kid didn't do any of it. He took out his homework book, raised his chubby back of his hand, and rubbed his eyes.
The teacher asked us to write three pages of new words and recite an ancient poem.
The little boy was doing two things at once, taking out his homework book and Chinese textbook and laying them out. He held a pencil in his hand, lay on a small stool and started to finish his homework.
Compared to the little kid who was in a hurry to finish his homework, the little prince, who was also on his way to school, seemed much calmer.
The little prince was sitting in the car, and he still had the leisure to send a message to his aunt: "Aunt Ella, haven't Ningzi's test results come out yet?"
Aunt Ella clearly said that the patient would be able to come out yesterday, but until this morning, Huo Lin had not received the test results from her.
After Huo Lin sent the message, he saw that there was no reply, so he switched pages.
When he searched for his mother's name again, he could not find any latest news. It seemed that his father had suppressed his mother's matter.
Although the matter has been suppressed, the hidden dangers are huge.
The little prince has watched his father handle government affairs since he was young, and naturally his vision is beyond the reach of other children of the same age.
He thought about it for a while, and waited until the car arrived at the school gate before he got off.
As he went down, he glanced at the kindergarten not far away.
By this time, Ningzai should probably come to school.
Ningzai, who is being cared about by the little prince, is still on the road.
It was still a little cold in the morning, but the kid in the tricycle didn't feel cold at all. He held the pen tightly, and his chubby hands were sweating from anxiety.
He wrote as fast as he could, but he only finished a page and a half.
As they were about to go to school, the little boy holding the pen finally cried out. He continued to write without stopping and called for his father.
"Dad, drive slower!"
The little boy's voice was filled with tears. He was clearly calling for his daddy, but his little head was still buried in front of his homework book: "Wow, wow, wow, wow, I still have to recite ancient poems."
Zhan Xi heard the voice and turned around. When he saw the scene of doing homework in the car, he almost dropped the steering wheel.
(End of this chapter)