He suddenly wanted to rush over and hug her hard and hug the child.

Even if they were lying down together, they would lie on the carpet and lie with them, and listen to the story she told, maybe, no story would be needed... as long as she was talking and breathing beside her...

Such a simple wish.

"The Queen Mother... Is the Father coming?"

"It's almost summer, and my father is coming..."

"Well, I remember, I came here and I wanted to make silk-pulled apples for my father, and Honger also wanted to eat..."

"Okay, okay, make silk-pulled apples for my father, but Hong'er can't eat tooth. If a child eats too much, he will have tooth decay..."

"Empress Dowager, sing..."

"Okay, okay, little mouse, go to the lampstand, steal oil and eat it, you can't get it..."

"Why do you sing a little mouse every day? Change it..."

"Okay, okay, change... call me a new song for Hong'er... Willows work, gyro tops; willows are green, and empty bells are set; willows die, kick shuttlecock; willows sprout, beat..."

The child followed and chanted: "Yang Liuer's work, she's going to spin the top... Queen Mother, I want spin the top..."

"I can't do it."

"Where is the Father? Is the Father good at doing it? I will definitely do it. I will ask the Father good at making one..."

...

The sun is so warm, and the mother and son are so warm.

Only then did I understand the true meaning I had been looking for, the most essential and most dull little things about life - that's it, a child, a sunny day, sing children's songs together on the grass.

Everything I dreamed of was so difficult, the little daughter of Lizheng Hall, the person I loved the most, the child I loved the most... I thought it was such a simple wish, but now I realize that it was even more difficult than being an emperor.
Chapter completed!