Wang An is the name of this old eunuch, who turned out to be the chief eunuch who served the queen.

After the death of the empress, Wang An was appointed by the emperor as the chief eunuch of the East Palace, specializing in taking care of the prince's daily life.

A few years ago, because of saving the assassinated prince, one leg was injured and almost broke, but after the injury was healed, he fell into a slight slope foot problem.

And every time it rains and clouds, it will be painful and unbearable.

Mo Fenghua was grateful to him for saving himself and kept him in the East Palace for his retirement, but Wang An couldn't stay idle and took care of the prince himself.

Therefore, Mo Fenghua still respects him very much, and Wang An only does his part well, and never talks too much, which is why Mo Fenghua has always retained him.

"Your Highness, will you enter the palace tomorrow? The emperor has passed you on several times! ”

Wang An asked while serving Mo Fenghua and changing clothes.

"Well, I'll enter the palace once tomorrow!"

Mo Fenghua finished changing clothes and sat on the edge of the bed and said.

"It's Your Highness, the minion is going to prepare! The minions are down! ”

Wang An respectfully withdrew from the prince's bedroom.

Mo Fenghua looked at Wang An, who had retreated, and glanced at the foot of his slope.

If only a pill could make his leg heal before, but now he can't do anything about it.

The next day, Mo Fenghua had breakfast, and entered the palace with a small folding fan.

Mo Fenghua's image in front of outsiders has always been a prince who does not learn and has no skills, so he has no intention of changing.

This is just the right way for those who are eyeing themselves to let down their guard.

"Old man, I'm here!"

Mo Fenghua swaggered into the imperial study with a swaggering look.

The ministers standing in the imperial study heard Mo Fenghua's salutation, and the corners of their mouths twitched slightly.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince dares to call the emperor like this!

When Emperor Mo Qingtian heard the title of that stinky boy, his whole person was not good!

Are you old? This bunny!

Prime Minister Han Xinzhi was greatly relieved to see that the emperor was not angry.

Han Xinzhi is the prince's grandfather, so when he heard Mo Fenghua's title, he sweated for him.

In fact, Mo Fenghua's temperament is all used to Mo Qingtian, Mo Fenghua is his old man, and he was born to the woman he loves the most, so he is naturally more pampered.

Mo Qingtian was forty-five years old when Mo Fenghua was just born, so he was very pampered by this old man.

When the rest of the ministers heard Mo Fenghua's title, a few were worried, and a few glanced at Han Xinzhi gloatingly.

"Huh? There are so many people! Ha ha! Hello everyone! I'm coming, old man! I've come to you for something! ”

Mo Fenghua ignored the eyes of the rest of the people and swaggered to Mo Qingtian.

Seeing that Mo Qingtian was glaring at him, he was not afraid of him, he went directly to the back of the imperial table, climbed up to his lap and sat down.

"Ahem! Old man, are you discussing things? Then you guys go ahead! ”

Mo Fenghua picked up Mo Qingtian's brush and began to write, write and draw.

Mo Qingtian is actually happy in his heart, oops! I am willing to be close to myself!

This damn is so good!

"Ahem! Nothing big or small! Sit tight! Sit back and don't move! ”

There was a smile in Mo Qingtian's eyes that he couldn't hide.

The minister standing below really knew this time how the emperor spoiled his little son, and they were all making a crackling sound in their hearts.

are thinking about how to gain the trust of the prince and then hug the prince's thigh.