was so caught off guard by Zhu Houzhao in his arms, Xia Linglong's face suddenly turned red. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Brother Zhao...... Xia Linglong gently wanted to break free of Zhu Houzhao, her eyes looked at Zhu Xiurong secretly.

"Don't worry, Linglong, I'm not an outsider."

"Don't worry, Linglong, Rongrong is not an outsider."

Zhu Houzhao and Zhu Xiurong opened their mouths in unison, and after saying a word, the brother and sister looked at each other and smiled slightly.

This, perhaps, is the natural tacit understanding brought about by blood relationship.

"Brother Zhao, go back quickly, Linglong won't bother you."

There was still a bit of shyness on her face, but Xia Linglong's tone was still very stable.

She asked the maid behind her to step forward, took a burden from the maid's hand and put it on Zhu Houzhao's hand: "Brother Zhao, this is the clothes I made during this time, the weather is cold, and the clothes should be thickened." “

"Good!" Zhu Houzhao took the clothes from Xia Linglong's hand with a smile, "Linglong, thank you." ”

"Just like it, brother." Xia Linglong said with a smile, her eyes looked left and right, and she didn't dare to look directly into Zhu Houzhao's eyes.

Although it is a demure appearance with low eyebrows and pleasing eyes, the friendship on Xia Linglong's body cannot be hidden.

And this brother of hers...... Zhu Xiurong looked at Zhu Houzhao's expression and sighed a little.

This brother of hers can't be said to have no affection for Xia Linglong, but now it seems that this brother of hers is still in an ignorant and unknown state emotionally.

At least, compared to Xia Linglong's feelings for Zhu Houzhao, Zhu Houzhao's feelings for Xia Linglong are far from comparable.

However, Zhu Xiurong did not squeak, and now she has more important things.

That is to follow Zhu Houzhao into the palace and meet the current Emperor Hongzhi.

Also...... Her father.

Walking outside the door of the Qianqing Palace, Zhu Xiurong looked up at the plaque of the Qianqing Palace, his feet seemed to be tied by something, and he was firmly rooted in place, unable to move.

"Rongrong ......" Zhu Houzhao also stopped and waited quietly for Zhu Xiurong.

"Brother, I'm a little nervous." Zhu Xiurong looked up at the plaque in front of him, and his breathing seemed to stop unconsciously.

Zhu Houzhao walked over and patted Zhu Xiurong's shoulder comfortingly.

"It's okay Rongrong, my brother is here." Zhu Hou took Zhu Xiurong's shoulder.

"Father is inside, when you want to go in, my brother will take you in." Zhu Houzhao hugged Zhu Xiurong's shoulder hard, "Don't be nervous, my brother is by your side." “

"Hmm!" Zhu Xiurong took a deep breath and nodded at Zhu Houzhao with a smile.

After taking a few deep breaths, Zhu Xiurong settled down and walked towards the Qianqing Palace, Zhu Houzhao didn't speak again, just silently followed behind his sister.

Seeing a strange woman coming in from Qianqing Palace, the palace maids and eunuchs of Qianqing Palace were stunned for a moment, but seeing His Royal Highness the Crown Prince following behind, the palace maids and eunuchs didn't say anything, just followed Zhu Houzhao's gestures and silently retreated to the side.

Zhu Xiurong was speechless.

In the study room of the Qianqing Palace, a man dressed in bright yellow clothes was sitting behind a desk and reading the recitals.

This person, his hair is already the white of stars, and his face also has a slight wrinkle, and his handsome face is pale, indicating that this person's body is not particularly good.

"Is Zhao'er here?" Hearing the footsteps of the two people in front of him, Zhu Youzhu didn't raise his head, "You go and take a good look at the folds placed on that desk, and wait for your father to test you later." “

When talking to his son, although Zhu Youzhang's voice was serious and serious, in his tone, he couldn't hide his affection and pride for his son.

Zhu Xiurong stood in front of Zhu Youzhu in a daze, covering his mouth, and tears fell uncontrollably.

This one...... Is this what a father feels?

Unconsciously, Zhu Xiurong remembered the bits and pieces of how he got along with "Aunt Zhang" when he was a child, and then looked at his father in front of him, and his tears fell even more fiercely.

"Zhao'er?" After talking for a long time and not hearing his son's response, Zhu Youzhu raised his head in confusion.

“！！！“

When he saw the person in front of him clearly, Zhu Youzhu was stunned for a moment, and his eyes were full of disbelief.

"Ayan?" Zhu Youzhu muttered and stood up suddenly.

He stood up too hard, and the folds on the desk were suddenly overturned by him on the ground, and the clean and dust-free floor was suddenly overwhelmed by a pile of folds.

And Zhu Youzhu didn't even look at these twists and turns, he strode over them, suddenly walked in front of Zhu Xiurong, and held her shoulder hard.

"No, you're not Ayan!"

The moment his palm grabbed Zhu Xiurong's shoulder, Zhu Youzhu suddenly came to his senses, and he frowned and let go of Zhu Xiurong's shoulder.

"You're not Ayan, you ......" Zhu Youzhu narrowed his eyes and looked Zhu Xiurong up and down.

After looking around, Zhu Youjiao's eyes also showed an unbelievable light little by little, and he looked at Zhu Xiurong, his voice trembled.

"You...... Is it Rongrong? Zhu Youzhang's voice was very soft, very soft.

It seems that if the voice is heavier, the person in front of him will disappear in his heavy voice.

"Daddy!"

Zhu Xiurong couldn't hold back any longer, she rushed forward, hugged her father, and cried loudly.

It turns out that his father is like this!

It turns out that my father, when he talks to himself, is like this!

That is true!

That is true!

Zhu Xiurong hugged his father harder, and the crying voice became louder and louder.

"Silly boy."

Looking at Zhu Xiurong, who was crying loudly, Zhu Youzhang's eyes were dyed with love little by little.

He stretched out his hand, one hand gently hugged Zhu Xiurong's shoulder, and the other hand gently patted Zhu Xiurong's back.

There are no words, but this silent appeasement is better than the language of countless words.

Zhu Houzhao stood behind his father and sister, smiled and raised his hand, wiping away the tears in his eyes.

It stands to reason that he is so old, and he is still His Royal Highness the Crown Prince of the Ming Dynasty, and such an act of shedding tears at every turn is really too inconsistent with his identity.

However, at this moment, except for uncontrollable tears, Zhu Houzhao didn't know what kind of behavior to use to express his emotions for a while.

The palace people serving in the study were driven out by Zhu Houzhao when Zhu Xiurong came in, and now there are only him and his father and sister here, and he is not afraid of being seen by outsiders if he has any emotions.

"Rongrong ......" After her daughter stopped crying, Zhu Youzhu let go of Zhu Xiurong and looked at her expectantly, "Where is your mother?" ”

When he first saw his daughter, Zhu Youzhu naturally used the modern parental title. (To be continued.) )