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Li Heng became addicted to "Bu Bu" again. He ate, drank, pooped and slept in his arms. He was even more lazy, and mostly just lay down and read, or slept soundly, without even leaving the inner hall door.

The emperor didn't ask her to move for a while. He was mainly worried that something might happen to her, so he kept his eyes on her and looked at her with peace of mind. Besides, the weather was getting colder and colder, so it would be better if she didn't run around. He had already asked the old palace doctor to follow her.

I would show her from time to time that I was actually in good health, but my main reason was that I was in a bad mood.

In the past half month, apart from eating and drinking, she rarely talked to anyone, let alone the emperor. The emperor was very busy and often left early and came back late.

I couldn't see anyone awake. I asked her about her condition and found out that everything was okay.

The emperor also stayed very late in the evening when he was in charge of government affairs. She never once said that she woke up and slept soundly.

Of course, it wasn't like this every day. If Emperor was there during the day, he would pay attention to her from time to time. She would nest in the small world of "Bubu", read, daze, sleep, clap her hands when she was hungry or thirsty, and run to her in person at night.

Take care of her, eat and drink her well, and continue to be lazy, just like a rich old cat.

Di Ya knew that this was not a long-term solution, but it was soon going to be the coldest day in most of the city, with constant snow, so he could only ask her to live like this for now, and wait until the cold wave passed, and then think of ways to arrange her...

"My blood pressure is fine. It's getting cold these days. Saints still need to keep warm..."

The palace sage doctor Xi Ting is nearly seventy years old and has retired. This time he is invited back for Li Heng. During these times, Xi Ting stayed at the Yangsi Temple, and as before, he checked the saint's blood pressure every day.

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The emperor withdrew his hand, and the great attendant Ye He put down his sleeves for him. The emperor smiled, "You must also pay attention to your health, I will call you back this time..." His voice became softer, and he glanced at the "bubu" on the other side, obviously referring to

It's still her.

Xi Ting folded his hands in front of him, sat across from the low table, and nodded slightly, "Don't worry, the young master is depressed, and medication can improve it..." Although it was the first time he saw the emperor's inner chamber, such a young master actually lived in it.

, and the "lofty humor" of "Bubu" are shocking to people's hearts! However, after all, he is an old man in the palace, and the rules are deeply rooted in his bones. He has long learned to "not speak" and "do not doubt", obey orders, and do his best.

Doing your duty means that Xiting answers truthfully.

Di nodded with relief, and looked at him gently, "I heard that your youngest son is getting married at the end of this month..." Xi Ting is the person closest to him who has served him for decades, and he is not a close friend. Di asked this question, but he is actually an old friend.

chat,

Xiting quickly nodded and thanked with a smile, "Sage Meng still remembers these trivial things about my family."

"This is not a trivial matter, it is a major event in children's lives. Hey, as a parent, who doesn't want to see these big things go smoothly for them..."

This book is just about two "brothers and two sons" chatting about daily life. Unexpectedly, suddenly, "Huh," - it seems that a cold snort came from the other end of "Bubu",

Di thought he heard wrongly and looked towards her... but there was no movement. Just for fun, Di looked at Xiting again, the confusion on his face was clearly, did you hear it? Was it her voice?

Xi Ting seemed to have heard it, and nodded, whispering, "It seems to be her..."

then,

It was clear that "Bubu" made a voice, "What's wrong with me? It's you who is the one snoring. You are hypocritical and 'hoping for everything to go smoothly'. Children all know that they would rather demolish ten temples than one marriage."

', You're good - hum."

This time, I could clearly hear it, it was the sneering snort coming from the little lazy kid.


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