I Am This Type of Woman

Chapter 417 Extra Story 5 (1)

His Royal Highness, today's class is over, and I will leave.

Sir, go slowly. Rong Sheng stood up and greeted the teacher as a teacher and student, and only turned around and walked out after the husband left. The guards and eunuchs guarding outside hurriedly followed, but no one took the book bag in his hand for him.

This is His Majesty's order, saying that His Majesty, as a student, should treat his own books kindly, and letting others take books is not what a gentleman should do.

Fortunately, although the prince is only seven or eight years old, he is a very sensible child. His Majesty asked him to take the book by himself, and he didn't feel wronged.

After the daily homework was over, Rong Sheng would go to the Royal Study Room to let his father check the homework. After the inspection, the father and son would go back to the harem together and have dinner with their mother. But today it seemed that an accident happened, he even heard the voice of his father scolding the courtiers.

The emperor's father has always been happy and secretive. If he can make him so angry, someone must have stepped on his bottom line.

Your Highness, Wang De, who was guarding outside the hall, saw Rong Sheng and stepped forward to salute him, Your Majesty is talking with the courtiers inside, do you want to go in now?

Rong Sheng thought for a moment: You lead the way.

He wanted to know who made his father so angry.

Your Majesty, your harem has been empty for more than ten years. Now that I have won a great victory, the weather is good, the grain is plentiful, and all nations come to court. If the envoys of all countries know that there is only one empress in our harem, and you have only one son under your knees, what will the envoys think of us? ?”

When Rong Sheng heard this, he paused slightly, his face remained unchanged, walked to the center of the hall, and bowed to Rong Xia: I have seen my father.

Sheng'er, when Rong Xia saw his son, his expression softened a little, he stretched out his hand to beckon him to sit beside him, then turned his head and said to the courtier, This is the first time I know how to judge whether an emperor is good or not, It depends on the number of women in his harem, not his political achievements. How many subjugated kings in history were ruined by female sex, and you still persuade me to accept concubines and indulge in female sex, what is your intention?!

Your Majesty! The courtier knelt down with a pale complexion, I have absolutely no intention of doing so, I just want you to add a few more helpers to the crown prince.

Rong Sheng's eyebrows twitched, he opened the textbook in his hand, and didn't interrupt. His mother told him that talking nonsense with these idiots is worse than thinking about what to eat next. Anyway, it is useless to say what these idiots say, and it will only make the emperor hate them even more.

The more intelligent people are, the more they can't stand idiots. The emperor is so wise, how can he bear such people.

Rong Sheng was right. It didn't take long for this official to be scolded by his father, and he was even classified as a traitor for leading His Majesty to be obsessed with women. Not falling, relying on this shamelessness and persistence.

These words are not bad, and I have already seen a bit of character. Rong Xia commented on Rong Sheng's words, and reached out to touch his forehead, Okay, put everything away, let's go back to eat with your mother .”

Obediently put away the homework, Rong Sheng held the book in one hand, and was led by Rong Xia in the other, listening to his father tell some short stories while walking.

The emperor's father did not treat him as a strict father in the true sense. He heard from a few companions that some sons of aristocratic families had to memorize and practice calligraphy from an early age. If they did something badly, they would be punished by their father. His father did not treat him so harshly, but he still admired his father very much, because none of the other gentlemen knew as much as his father.

Staying with his father will broaden his horizons; being with his mother makes him happy every moment, and he will also come into contact with many novel gadgets. Every time he heard about other people's sons, he felt that he was so lucky to have such parents.

But the more so, the less he allowed himself to slack off. His parents put so much effort into it, if he doesn't repay them well, how is he any different from a beast?

The father and son did not walk fast, but the imperial study room was not far from the harem, so they arrived at the inner hall of the Great Moon Palace very quickly.

When they entered the door, Banhua was listening to the singer singing. Seeing them coming in, Banhua sat up straight from the chaise longue, and waved to Rongsheng with a smile: Son, come here and show mother, is it right again today? Does it look better?

Rong Sheng ran in front of Ban Hua in three steps and two in two. Ban Hua pinched his tender face, Today is indeed better than yesterday, so eating obediently is useful.

Mother, I'm seven years old. Rong Sheng covered his face, his mother has been saying this kind of lying to children for several years, can't he change it?

You are seven years old, not seventeen years old. Banhua touched his palm, and after making sure that it was neither hot nor cold, she said to Rong Xia, I asked the imperial dining room to make rabbit buns for you and Sheng'er. Remember to try it later.

Rong Xia laughed, he, a man in his thirties, wanted to eat the same food as his son. However, Huahua insisted that his childhood was very boring, and he wanted to make up for his childhood with Sheng'er, so he often prepared something for Sheng'er, and even secretly prepared a copy for him, making him dumbfounded .

Although I felt a little helpless in my heart, my mouth was still very cooperative: Okay.

After all, it was Huahua's wish, and he couldn't bear to spoil it in the slightest.

The buns were cutely made, fluffy and delicious, Rong Xia couldn't help eating one more, turned around and saw Ban Hua looking at him with a smile, lowered his head and whispered in her ear, What is Hua Hua laughing at?

Ban Hua smiled and said, I was thinking, you must have been as cute as Sheng'er when you were young.

Rong Xia turned to look at Rong Sheng, he was eating very seriously with a bunny bun in his pocket, his cheeks were bulging, he looked like a harmless little white rabbit.

He shook his head: I was not as popular as Sheng'er when I was young.

Who said that? Banhua held his hand, You are an old man in his thirties now, and you are so likable, let alone when you were a child.

Rong Xia: An old man?

He touched his face, and asked the imperial physician to find some beauty-beautifying prescriptions tomorrow. What should Huahua do if one day Huahua dislikes his old age?

After dinner, the family of three chatted for a while, Rong Xia sent Rong Sheng down to rest, and he and Ban Hua also prepared to wash up and go to bed.

But he didn't know if it was because he was happy to eat more food at night. He felt that he was sleepy and his body was a little uncomfortable. When he opened his eyes, Huahua was no longer by his side.

Your Majesty, are you up? Wang De asked standing outside the tent.

Rong Xia glanced at the empty side, and couldn't help but reach out to touch it, the tentacles were cold. He couldn't help frowning. It was just dawn, and with Huahua's temper, how could she be willing to get up early?