After Murong Lin returned to the court, although the time was too hasty, the emperor still rushed to issue a decree to establish the prince before the year, and held a ceremony to establish the prince and seal it in the Taimiao. And because the emperor had a smile on his face, the little prince looked very cute, and everyone watching the ceremony was in a very relaxed and happy mood, and the little prince won everyone's kind laughter no matter what he did.

Murong Lin has a habit of not liking to wear too much, ordinary children of such a big age are wrapped like a zongzi, but he doesn't even wear a cotton jacket, fortunately, Lu Lotus is smart, and all his clothes are thickened, even the middle coat is double-layered, with a thin silk cotton inside, it is not bloated to wear, but it is very warm.

He likes cloaks, so on today's big day, Yue Gui put a golden cloak on him, which was made by Green Lotus after staying up for a few nights, and Mo Ronglin liked it very much, although there was no smile on his face, but it could be seen from his constant rubbing of the smooth fabric that he was happy.

When the auspicious time came, Yuegui motioned for him to go to the emperor to be sealed, Murong Lin walked a few steps and felt that it was wrong, turned around to look behind him, and found that there was no big tail mopping the floor, and immediately stopped doing it, when he liked to walk, he dragged a long tail behind him, and the fabric made a sound on the ground, which was very majestic, but not now.

In fact, the green lotus is kind, afraid that the tail drag is too long, the little prince will fall if he accidentally steps on it, so the length can be as long as his ankle, but I didn't expect the little prince to lose his temper for this matter, and refused to go any further, bent down to pick up the tail drag and tore it hard, frightening everyone, I don't know what is wrong with him?

Yuegui knew his thoughts, and hurriedly ran over and coaxed him in a good voice, but Murong Lin stubbornly didn't listen to anything until the emperor came over.

He asked Yuegui, "What's wrong with the prince?" ”

Yue Gui replied truthfully, "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince wants a long tail. ”

Emperor: "......"

After a pause, he passed the green lotus over, "You can find a way to get a long tail for His Royal Highness the Prince." ”

So everyone stood dryly, looking at the middle of the field, Green Lotus took two little palace maids to temporarily add a long tail to the little prince.

Throughout the hundreds of years of history of Dongyue, there has never been such a thing at any celebration, it is simply ridiculous, Murong Lin is young and ignorant, it is understandable, but the emperor actually followed his wishes, which made everyone a little breathtaking, and at the same time, they also realized how important this prince's palace is in the emperor's heart.

Xiu Min stood in the crowd and sighed almost inaudibly, and in the array of the concubine opposite, Concubine Xiu Yuanshuang's eyes were also flickering, thoughtful.

With a big tail, the little prince didn't lose his temper, his little arm pulled the cloak and raised it vigorously, a little bit of a king in the world, which made everyone laugh, he raised his head slightly, his eyes turned around slowly, and finally landed on Murong Mian, taking firm small steps, and rushed towards him with a strong attitude.

Everyone's eyes were focused on the villain in the middle of the scene, he was wearing a golden cloak, his back was straight, his expression was firm, his eyes did not squint, and he really looked a little kingly.

Murong Mian also looked at him, with mixed feelings in his heart, this is the continuation of his life and the hope of Dongyue's future. After confirming the authenticity of his identity, he didn't even think about it and made Mo Ronglin the crown prince, he just wanted to give him all the good things, but at this moment, looking at the little person walking towards him, his little face was different from the seriousness of ordinary children, and his steps were so firm, he suddenly felt that even if he could still have a son in the future, there would be no one more suitable to be a prince than Mo Ronglin. He was the only candidate.

The canonized Murong Lin seems to have grown up overnight, he is not very willing to let people hold him anymore, he likes to walk by himself, and whenever he goes out, he always has to wear a majestic cloak on his body, of course, a long tail is a must.

So, the palace maids and eunuchs can always see his small figure, walking around the forbidden palace, the long tail drags little by little across everyone's sight, he is followed by Laurel Crimson and Jia Tong and a small team of guards, Green Lotus is very envious, and also wants to follow the little prince around every day, but she is not free, Mo Ronglin will drag a cloak every few days, his clothes are of the best texture, but it is the most easy to break, and the sand and grass blades on the ground, including the rough road surface, will cut through the exquisite big tail. Now the Shangyi supervisor has avoided a room and transferred manpower to sew the little prince's clothes, which is in charge of the green lotus.

Soon it was the Lunar New Year, and the Forbidden Palace was full of laughter and joy, which can only be described as a world of difference compared to the sad scene of last year.

The palace is resting, the emperor is free, and he accompanies Mo Ronglin every day, he follows wherever his son goes, and he accompanies his son to play whatever he wants. Either one big and one small sit on the ground, gathering all kinds of toys, or the two of them go out for a walk, the emperor likes to put his hands behind when he walks, and Mo Ronglin has the same example, and he also puts his hands behind him, Yuegui They follow from afar, and they feel that there is no such father and son in the world, not only the appearance, but also the expression, and the bearing are all outstanding.

At first, the father and son were still slightly distancing, but then getting closer and closer, Murong Mian glanced at his son obliquely with his spare eyes, and the hand hanging on one side tentatively touched his arm, but his heart was ready to be beaten.

Murong Lin is extremely reluctant to be touched by anyone, for this reason, I don't know how many people in the palace have suffered, especially those concubines in the harem, seeing that he looks cute, they can't help but want to touch his head, or pinch his face, often the laurel is too late to block, and things happen, every time at this time, Murong Lin is treated equally, waving his little arm and fighting back fiercely, it's okay to hit his hand, wearing thick clothes, he doesn't feel big, hit on the face, "Bang!" "What does that taste like...... Who is subject to who knows.

The emperor tried it several times, but the little guy actually acquiesced, so the emperor hooked a shallow smile on the corner of his mouth and wrapped his little hand in the palm of his hand.

Murong Lin's hands are small, fleshy, and soft, walking and walking, always giving the emperor the illusion, as if he is not holding Murong Lin's hand, but Bai Qianfan's hand.

He had thought of various ways to comfort his lonely heart, but they were all palliative, but now, with his son in his hands, his heart is never fuller. After a few days of getting along, the relationship between father and son can be said to have grown by leaps and bounds.

When it was time to sleep, it was usually Murong Lin who slept first, and when the emperor came to sleep, he would habitually open his eyes and take a look, and then go back to sleep, but now, when he saw the emperor coming, he would roll over by himself and stick to his father's arm.

At this time, the emperor's hard heart would be so soft that it would be a mess......