"Yun, you don't have to plead for him.
This kid hasn't been taught a lesson in a few days."
Zhao Yun sighed lowly and shook his head at the little emperor, indicating that there was nothing he could do.
When the little emperor saw that Zhao Yun didn't save him, he burst into tears.
He opened his hands and ran towards the regent.
Then he hugged the regent's thigh and wiped his tears and nose on the regent's robe.
He cried so hard sad.
"Uncle Emperor, I don't dare to play with water anymore."
The little emperor raised his head with tears in his eyes, and his plump face looked particularly cute.
The regent frowned slightly, picked up the little emperor and put it on his arm, and slapped the little emperor's butt unceremoniously with his other hand.
"Wow, it hurts!"
the little emperor shouted in a miserable voice.
Yan Xiaomo couldn't bear it.
The regent must have been too cruel to the little emperor.
"Why are you crying?
If you continue to cry, you won't be allowed to eat sweet-scented osmanthus cake tonight."
The regent frowned even more tightly, and he knew exactly how hard he would use to strike.
The little emperor did this just to win everyone's sympathy.
It's a pity that no one will come out to plead for this kid.
"Uncle" The little emperor felt that he was so wronged that he couldn't even eat the sweet-scented osmanthus cake.
He wanted to run away from home, no, from the palace.
"Have you forgotten what my uncle taught you?
Men can't shed tears."
The regent put down the little emperor on his arm, his cold face full of seriousness, and seemed to be unreasonable at all.
"Well" the little emperor covered his mouth, afraid that he would cry, and then the sweet-scented osmanthus cake would be gone.
When the regent saw that the little emperor had become better behaved and stopped making trouble, his expression softened slightly, but he was still as indifferent as he said: "The banquet is about to begin, it's time for the emperor to take his seat."
As the regent finished speaking, the little emperor seemed to get into a state immediately.
He wiped away the tears on his face, sniffed, and walked in the middle of the palace maids who led the way, with his head held high and his chest raised.
He looked like an emperor when he walked.
The regent and Zhao Yun followed behind, and the group walked toward the banquet venue in a mighty manner.
Yan Xiaomo walked out from behind the rockery.
The regent was different from what was said outside.
At least she felt that the regent did not abuse the little emperor very much.
And I also feel that the little emperor seems to be very dependent on the regent.
But this has nothing to do with her.
After watching them leave, Yan Xiaomo followed quietly.
She didn't know where the banquet was.
It was a bit risky to climb over the walls alone.
It would be troublesome if the palace guards regarded them as assassins.
"The Emperor has arrived, the Regent has arrived."
Following the eunuch's order, all civil and military officials, as well as their families, came out of their seats and kowtowed.
They all said in unison: "Long live my king, long live my king, and my regent, a thousand lives, a thousand lives."
The little emperor sat on the main seat, and the regent sat next to the little emperor.
"Ping Shen."
The little emperor looked serious, not at all like the child crying in the garden just now.
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Yan Xiaomo looked thoughtful.
I am afraid that the regent taught the little emperor these things.
Otherwise, how could a five-year-old child face so many people without any fear or discomfort.
Since the regent wanted to be the emperor, it was a very easy thing.
In this case, why would the regent bother to put a little emperor on the throne?
Yan Xiaomo couldn't understand the regent. oshow7: