Starting with a cub, the superpower boss becomes the richest man by lying flat

Chapter 170 Or I'll bestow a marriage upon you

In the Emperor's bedroom.

After washing up, Chu Qingye and Lin Tao sat facing each other on the dragon bed, wearing only their underwear.

"Chen'er, how do you feel about the palace? Are you getting used to it?" Chu Qingye asked.

The little girl sat upright and nodded: "It's fine, I'm not used to anything."

After speaking, he lowered his head slightly, but his eyes kept sneaking glances at Chu Qingye's face. His cute little face made Chu Qingye's heart itch, and he wished he could hold him in his arms and rub him gently.

"Say what you want to say, what kind of behavior is this, sneaking around like this!" Chu Qingye coughed lightly and put his restless hand to his lips.

"Um, I just wanted to ask, will I be able to see Auntie tomorrow?" Lin Tao was only a little boy of three years old after all, and he immediately asked what was on his mind.

Chu Qingye felt a pang of sadness. His son was by his side, but his thoughts were on someone else. This made him feel uneasy. Although he was the one who had personally handed his son over to someone else, he couldn't help but feel jealous.

"Does Chen'er like Miss Lin very much?" Chu Qingye asked, suppressing his jealousy.

Lin Tao tilted his head slightly. "Yes! Auntie is so good to me, and not just me, everyone likes her too! Especially Uncle Mo, he even wants Auntie to be his wife!"

"Cough cough," Chu Qingye choked on his saliva. What kind of nonsense was this?

"Tell me about what happened at your aunt's house!"

"Great!" Lin Tao's eyes lit up, and he started chattering away, recounting everything he could remember. He spoke in a very imaginative and whimsical way, saying whatever came to mind, with the timeline completely messed up. Chu Qingye listened while frowning, having to sort out the sequence of events himself, which was incredibly taxing on his brain.

Lin Tao fell asleep while talking, and he came to a conclusion: Lin Xin had indeed lived up to his expectations from back then. Moreover, thanks to the appearance of Mo Ziyuan and the others, she had even exceeded them. After all, it was not something a village girl like her could easily do to have Meng Yichen and Mo Ziyuan teach her literature and martial arts.

Chu Qingye felt he already had a general idea of ​​how to reward Lin Xin, but before issuing the decree, he had to ask Mo Ziyuan if his son was serious about wanting his aunt to be his wife.

The next day happened to be the small court assembly. The news of Mo Ziyuan and his group's return to the capital yesterday had already spread throughout the entire city. Everyone was very curious about whether they had brought back the new emperor's son. Almost everyone sent people to inquire, but unfortunately, there was no definite result.

Those qualified to attend the court assembly today were quite sensible and didn't cause the usual messy troubles to embarrass the new emperor; the assembly adjourned early.

After hurriedly returning to the Imperial Study, Chu Qingye saw Lin Tao sitting obediently by the window, seriously flipping through a book. He felt his empty heart, which had been empty all morning, was filled with warmth, as if the air itself was filled with warmth. This cold and vast palace was no longer just for him.

"Daddy, you're back!" Lin Tao heard the voice, turned around and saw Chu Qingye. He quickly put down the book in his hand and ran to him on his short legs, looking up at him and saying in a soft voice.

"Yes, you're back. Did Chen'er miss his father?" Chu Qingye bent down, picked him up, and let him sit on his arms, bouncing him up a little as he asked, tapping his little nose.

The child nodded without hesitation, "Yes, I thought about it." Then he looked at him with accusatory eyes and said aggrievedly, "Daddy didn't wake me up this morning..." "...Uh, Father Emperor was afraid that Chen'er hadn't slept enough, so he wanted Chen'er to sleep a little longer. Besides, Father Emperor will be back to accompany Chen'er soon, so that's why he didn't wake you up!" Chu Qingye had no experience in dealing with children and explained somewhat awkwardly.

"Alright then," Lin Tao nodded sensibly, "Let's skip it for today, but Daddy, remember to wake me up tomorrow morning. Auntie said that Father Emperor works very hard managing state affairs every day, and he's always alone and lonely. I was thinking that if I could keep Daddy company, he wouldn't be so lonely..."

As he finished speaking, Lin Tao's voice grew softer and softer. He lowered his head shyly, his two slender index fingertips pointing and gesturing.

Chu Qingye's heart ached and softened, as if he were soaking in a pool of warm water, so warm that he wanted to cry. It seemed like he hadn't felt this way in a long time.

“Okay,” he heard himself reply in a slightly choked voice.

The father and son chatted intimately for a while longer before Chu Qingye had someone take Lin Tao away and then summoned Mo Ziyuan.

"I am here to see you, Your Majesty."

“There are no outsiders here, Ziyuan, there’s no need for this.” Chu Qingye told him to stand up, then asked him, “I plan to announce Chen’er’s identity and the reward for Miss Lin at the grand court assembly the day after tomorrow. What are your thoughts on this?”

After thinking for a moment, Mo Ziyuan said, "In order to cover up the young prince's identity, we fabricated a background for him, saying that he was found by Miss Lin in the mountains, and we even gave him the name Lin Tao. Now that the young prince wants to be recognized as his ancestor, this name can no longer be used."

Chu Qingye paused for a moment, then said, "Qing'er gave him the nickname Chen'er, so from now on he will be called Chu Mingchen."

Mo Ziyuan nodded without speaking. He brought this up only because Lin Tao had been called that for so many years, and if the young prince suddenly changed his name, the emperor might not be used to it and might feel uncomfortable, and then take it out on Lin Xin. As for what to change it to, he was not qualified to give his opinion.

"I... I didn't mean to ask you that. I wanted to ask you how to bestow the reward upon Miss Lin." Seeing that Mo Ziyuan had no idea what he meant, Chu Qingye simply stated it to him directly.

"Huh?" Mo Ziyuan was taken aback and looked at the new emperor with suspicion.

"What do you mean? Didn't you want her to be your wife?" Chu Qingye thought he was pretending to be stupid, so he grabbed the calligraphy brush on the table and threw it at him, leaving a string of vermilion marks on his black robe.

Mo Ziyuan's face flushed red instantly.

"What's there to be embarrassed about? A real man should just go for it if he likes someone!" Chu Qingye said with amusement, rarely seeing Mo Ziyuan like this.

"Ahem," Mo Ziyuan coughed and admitted, "Your Majesty, I do indeed admire Miss Lin and wish to marry her, but before that, I must first settle my family affairs so that Miss Lin will not suffer any injustices with me."

Chu Qingye thought that the Duke of Dingguo and his wife also felt a headache for Mo Ziyuan, so he suggested, "How about I bestow a marriage upon you?"

Mo Ziyuan shook his head seriously, "Thank you for your kindness, Your Majesty, but even with Your Majesty's bestowal of marriage, it is still easy for the Qi family to control Xin'er. The word 'filial piety' will suppress her and nothing she says will work. She is already very angry that she cannot obtain this title, and she will definitely take out her anger on Xin'er."