Time to return to the Beiming Imperial Study.

Facing Emperor Xuanwu's seemingly caring words, Rong Huan's expression stiffened slightly, and he immediately lowered his head, half-covered his uneasy eyes, and said in a low voice: "It's the son's unfilial piety that makes my father worried." Just ......"

As he was talking, suddenly his breath stagnated slightly, subconsciously covered his mouth, and then couldn't stop coughing.

The cough was intermittent, with a little depression and pain, and it sounded like it was trying to restrain it, but it was difficult to suppress it.

Emperor Xuanwu frowned invisibly, and ordered Lu Yao, who was standing aside, "Give me a seat." ”

"Thank you...... Ahem...... Father Xie. ”

After slowing down for a while, Rong Wei raised his head with a pale face, only to see that the corners of his lips became a little trembling due to the violent coughing, and the whole person seemed to be a little prostrate.

Emperor Xuanwu asked worriedly, "The prince is so sick, can it be rumored that Zhang Yuan will go to your house for treatment?" ”

Rong Wei cautiously met Emperor Xuanwu's inquiring gaze, and when he read the touch of care in his eyes, he breathed a sigh of relief, and replied with a little restraint: "Back to my father, Zhang Yuanshou is my father's imperial physician, how dare my sons go beyond the rules to bother him?" Erchen had already asked the doctor in the house to check the pulse yesterday, and it was no big deal. ”

Hearing this, Emperor Xuanwu's originally mild face suddenly sank, and he shouted in a deep voice: "Nonsense! How can the doctor in your house be compared to the medical skills of Zhang Yuanshou? As the crown prince, your body is related to the fortunes of the country, how can you be so perfunctory? ”

Rong Wei was slightly stunned, his gaze was slightly dilated for a moment and then quickly retracted, a wry smile couldn't help but float on his face, and he bowed respectfully to Emperor Xuanwu before saying: "Erchen knows that virtue is not worthy, if it weren't for his father's old feelings, Erchen would not be able to keep the title of the prince now, so Erchen should be more cautious in his words and deeds, and less troublesome his father." ”

Hearing Rong Wei's answer, Emperor Xuanwu's expression was relieved, and he said earnestly: "I knew today, why bother in the first place?" On that day, if you could restrain the people around you, how could you make such a fuss? I was forced to make this decision, but in the end, I still preserved your position as the crown prince. Although you live outside the palace now, it is only a matter of time before you move back to the East Palace, how can you feel sorry for yourself and give up on yourself? Later, let Zhang Yuanshou take the pulse for you, don't let me worry. ”

"Yes, thank you, Father!"

When the palace people retreated with tea, Emperor Xuanwu plucked the tea foam in the cup, and suddenly asked: "By the way, last month, your grandfather returned to Shangyuan City to report on his work, and he only stayed for a few days before leaving to return to the north, do you have a good time to accompany him?" ”

Rong Wei immediately put down the teacup in his hand, bowed slightly, and replied respectfully: "Back to my father, although my grandfather has only returned to Shangyuan City for a few days, my sons and sisters have also accompanied him every day, and my grandfather is very happy. ”

"Your grandfather has been guarding the border all the year round, gathering less with your sisters and brothers, and I am very worried about it, and now that your imperial sister has a home, you have become the prince, and he can finally put his mind at ease."

After Emperor Xuanwu finished speaking, he raised his eyes to look at him, and the smile floating on his face made him less majestic in the past, revealing a touch of kindness and kindness, and said: "Your grandfather is very old, and the north is a cold and bitter place, you should also persuade him, let him return to Shangyuan City as soon as possible to enjoy the joy of family." ”

Hearing this, Rong Wei couldn't help but be stunned, and then nodded and said: "What my father said is very true, and my son has also persuaded my grandfather to let him return to Shangyuan City to recuperate for the rest of his life, but ......" He paused, a complicated hesitation flashed in his eyes, and then the words changed, "My grandfather often said that men should defend their families and serve the court, he has never felt hard all his life, and it is a supreme honor to be able to protect the border of Beiming and be needed by his father and the people." ”

The corners of Emperor Xuanwu's eyes narrowed slightly, and after taking a deep look at him, he smiled and said, "Yes, your grandfather is indeed a rare pillar of talent. He has been stationed at the border for many years, and he is deeply supported by the people, and as the prince, you should learn more from him in this regard. ”

Rong Wei hurriedly got up and saluted: "Yes, the son respectfully obeys the teachings of his father. ”

"You are sick, sit down and talk back, there are no outsiders here." Emperor Xuanwu lovingly waved his hand at Rong Yao, motioned for him to sit down, then turned his head to look at Lu Yao, and joked with a smile: "You said that this child, why is he getting more restrained as he gets older?" When his mother was there, she often made a noise for me to hug her. ”

Lu Yao smiled when he heard this, bowed down and replied: "Back to Your Majesty, the queen mother has passed away for many years, and now His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has reached the age of establishment, so he can't act arbitrarily like he did when he was a child." His Royal Highness the Crown Prince can be strict with himself and lenient with others, which is really my blessing in Beiming. ”

Looking at Emperor Xuanwu's amiable appearance, the tension and crampedness in Rong Wei's heart were suddenly swept away, and when he heard that Lu Yao praised himself in front of Emperor Xuanwu, he was even more happy in his heart, and hurriedly waved his hand and said: "Mr. Lu praises falsely, and this palace is just doing its best to make my father worry less." ”

Emperor Xuanwu nodded with satisfaction, and instead moved his gaze to the distance, his eyes inadvertently filled with a touch of longing, and he sighed: "Unconsciously, the queen has also been away from me for more than 20 years. I don't know if it's because of my age, but I always dream of her and Concubine Ling these days. The two of them, one dignified and virtuous, the other straightforward, are both people who have no scheming, but they are very compatible. He slowly lowered his gaze to Rong Huan, with a little affection and a little sorrow, as if he wanted to see the deceased through Rong Huan, "I still remember that when your mother was sick in bed, only Concubine Ling worked hard in the entire harem, and she was by your mother's side every day, this friendship is very rare!" ”

After speaking, as if remembering something, Chao Rong Hao asked: "By the way, your seventh brother has been back to Beiming for several years, and you often move and communicate between you in private?" ”

When Rong Huan heard this, his heart couldn't help but tremble, and he couldn't figure out the meaning of Emperor Xuanwu's words for a while. He stared at Emperor Xuanwu nervously, his eyes flickered a little, and in addition to a hint of unconcealable inquiring surprise in his eyes, he also mixed with his usual hesitation, which seemed both timid and apprehensive.

"Back to my father, after the seventh brother came back from Beiluo Shimen, he has been obsessed with martial arts, and his sons and ministers have ...... Ahem......"

As soon as Rong Wei was halfway through his words, he began to cough violently again.

Emperor Xuanwu's face changed slightly, and there was a hint of pity and anxiety in his eyes.

Lu Yao hurriedly walked over and handed a cup of hot tea to Rong Huan, and asked with concern, "Is His Royal Highness the Crown Prince okay?" Do you need a minion to pass on the imperial doctor for you? ”

Rong Wei shook his head, glanced at Lu Yao gratefully, took the tea and moistened his throat, only to relieve it slightly.