Zhu Houzhao didn't care about the reaction of the Zhang family, the only thing that made him depressed was that Zhu Youzhu really took away all the things he was playing in his room. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Although he still left some of him under his good words, this result still made him very unhappy.

If that's the case, forget it, what makes Zhu Houzhao want to scream even more is that Zhu Youzhu began to pay attention to his homework, and every day when the government was busy late, he would always take a period of time to inspect his homework.

In Zhu Youzhang's words, it was Zhu Houzhao's performance that surprised him too much, and as the future prince of the Ming Dynasty, Zhu Houzhao must be strict with himself.

Zhu Houzhao cried every day.

"Wei'er Wei'er, can you grow up quickly?" In Kunning Palace, Zhu Houzhao hugged Zhu Houwei and kissed his younger brother's immature cheek with a smile.

"Brother...... Brother ......" Zhu Houwei's speech is still not very clear, but he can already call people.

"You hurry up and grow up, in this way, will my brother give you the position of the crown prince?" Looking at Zhu Houwei who was giggling, Zhu Houzhao's eyes shone brightly, "When the time comes, the Ming Dynasty will be handed over to you, and my brother will be by your side to assist you." ”

"My brother doesn't have too many requirements, so I can let my brother eat, drink and have fun when the time comes."

Poof.

Zhang Yan stood next to her, listening to Zhu Houzhao's broken thoughts, and suddenly couldn't help laughing.

"What's wrong with you, son?" Zhang Yan smiled and patted her husband's hand, "Let Zhao'er have such a big grudge." ”

Zhu Youzhu sat on the edge of the bed, holding Zhang Yan's waist, his face turned green.

"Okay, it's not allowed to reprimand my son." Seeing what her husband wanted to say, Zhang Yan covered Zhu Youzhang's mouth with a smile, "Zhao'er is born because I don't understand it yet?" Did you do his homework again? ”

And it seems that there is a lot of addition, otherwise, it would not make Zhu Houzhao depressed like this.

During this time, when he was playing with Zhu Houwei in Kunning Palace, if he was not the prince and wanted to give up the position of prince to Zhu Houwei, Zhu Houzhao basically talked about it.

Although Zhu Houwei's body is relatively weak, from Zhu Houwei's birth to the present, Zhang Yan has basically been by Zhu Houwei's side, but Zhu Houzhao has also been painful for so many years.

Based on Zhang Yan's understanding of her son, Zhu Houzhao's abnormality during this period is definitely related to his homework.

"Zhao'er is getting older, and it's not normal to do extra homework." Zhu Youzhu shook his head slightly, "The older Zhao'er gets, the more energetic she doesn't study, but her playfulness grows a lot." ”

"It looks like there's still too little homework."

"Alright, that's enough!" Zhang Yan smiled and patted Zhu Youzhang's hand, "Youzhang, Zhao'er is still young, and if you want to hurry, you can't reach it." ”

"......" Zhu Youzhu looked at Zhang Yan's fair face, and suddenly, he couldn't speak.

Yes, Zhao'er is still young.

Yes, he and Zhang Yan are still young, Zhao'er just likes to play, but he is still smart and sensible, he shouldn't be in such a hurry.

He still has time to teach slowly......

But...... A sad look appeared on Zhu Youzhang's face, he looked at Zhang Yan's face, and couldn't say what was in his heart.

Could he be able to tell Zhang Yan that he was a little scared and couldn't wait to watch Zhao'er grow up?

A few days ago, he vomited blood again, although the imperial doctor came to check and didn't find anything wrong, but Zhu Youzhang's heart was still full of fear.

It seems that something is out of his control.

Such a sense of fear, such an uncontrollable sense of powerlessness, this is the first time that Zhu Youzhu has appeared after he ascended the throne.

However, in the face of Zhang Yan, no matter how much negative emotions there were, Zhu Youzhu swallowed it back.

"That's right, you're right." Zhu Youzhu put away his excess emotions and held Zhang Yan's hand with a smile, "It's me who is too anxious." ”

"That's it!" Zhang Yan smiled and leaned on her husband's arms, "Besides, in addition to Zhao'er, we also have Wei'er, if Zhao'er is a little fun, won't we cultivate Wei'er?" ”

"That's it!"

Before Zhu Youzhu could speak, Zhu Houzhao immediately echoed.

"Father, you are not only my son, you also have Wei'er!" Zhu Houzhao's eyes were shining, "I feel very from the bottom of my heart—"

"Wei'er must be a good emperor in the future."

Zhang Yan couldn't help laughing.

Zhu Houzhao looks so serious, it's so cute.

"Giggle......

Zhu Houwei was held in Zhu Houzhao's arms, looking at his brother's serious appearance, and then looking at his mother's smile, he also danced happily with his little hands and feet, and laughed.

Although he didn't know what his mother and brother were talking about, he knew that his brother was talking about him, and then he looked at his brother's expression, and he also knew that his brother was talking about him.

Looking at his brother's smiling expression, Zhu Houwei assumed that Zhu Houzhao was praising him, and he also laughed happily.

Zhu Youzhu looked at the smiling appearance of the mother and son, and he was also happy, he didn't speak, just leaned on the side of the bed, smiling and looking at the frolicking mother and son.

But suddenly, Zhu Youzhang's face changed.

A trace of blood slowly overflowed along the corner of Zhu Houwei's mouth, and Zhu Houwei's face began to turn pale little by little.

"Wei'er!"

The moist liquid dripped on Zhu Houzhao's arm, Zhu Houzhao was stunned for a moment, and suddenly screamed.

Zhu Houwei's soft body leaned on Zhu Houzhao's body, his eyes were tightly closed, and he was no longer conscious.

All the imperial doctors of the Tai Hospital were immediately recruited into the palace, and Kunning Palace was suddenly in chaos.

Zhang Yan stood beside Zhu Houwei's hospital bed, looking at her youngest son who was unconscious with his eyes closed on the bed, almost unable to stand.

"Ayan, don't be afraid, I'm by your side."

Zhu Youzhu stood behind Zhang Yan, supported Zhang Yan hard, and comforted her softly.

"Yes, Queen Mother, I'm here too."

Zhu Houzhao stood on the other side of Zhang Yan, gently held Zhang Yan's hand, and comforted his mother in a low voice.

Zhang Yan nodded, speechless, her eyes were red when she looked at the blood on her hands.

The blood stains on his hands were the blood that had just flowed out of Zhu Houwei's body, Zhang Yan bit her lip and tried to swallow the whimper in her throat.

"Doctor, how's it going?"

When he saw that the imperial doctor let go of Zhu Houwei's hand to diagnose the pulse, Zhu Youzhu couldn't wait to ask.

"......" Imperial Physician Lu groaned, and after glancing at Zhang Yan with a strange expression, he slowly spoke.

"On the body of His Royal Highness the Little Prince, there is a vicious vein that the old minister can't understand."

"This pulse ......" Imperial Doctor Lu paused for a moment, but still answered truthfully, "It seems that the pulse is the same as when the queen mother was pregnant with the little prince." ”

"And this pulse ......" Imperial Physician Lu gritted his teeth, but still decided to say it, "Back then, the old minister couldn't do anything, and now, it's the same." (To be continued.) )