The fool has become a spirit, and she can speak

Master Wan said with a serious face: "Don't talk nonsense. If it's not for the purpose of establishing a crown prince, your uncle will not take away someone else's love!"

"You two elders are the only ones who believe him. He just fell in love with my son, but he just took action now!" Cheng Feng has been thinking about this for many days since Cheng Youning left home. He can't tell anyone else about this except his parents. He doesn't dare to reveal too much in front of Shang Xi. Not only that, he also has to protect his uncle's tall image everywhere.

"For whom did your uncle work so hard to ascend the throne? It was to protect our Wan family. Feng'er, Dad knows that you are a little dissatisfied with us about Cheng Youning's adoption, but we must always put the overall situation first. Only when your uncle's throne is stable can our Wan family prosper forever! Your uncle has no son, so we can only choose one from the royal family. Our Wan family is sparsely populated, so there are not many people to choose from. Feng'er, you have to understand your uncle!"

"Whatever you say is right!" Cheng Feng responded casually with a tone that was not consistent with his true feelings. He was tired of arguing and was too lazy to argue. In front of these people, he and Shang Xi would never argue.

In Ningxin Palace, Qiao Rong came to Cheng Youning's bedside with a copy of "Prince's Instructions", and a cat followed him. "Your Highness, I asked someone to get the copy of "Prince's Instructions" you requested!"

Cheng Youning had long been tired of lying in bed, but his bloody butt was not suitable for sitting, let alone walking. He raised half of his body and took the surprisingly honest "Prince's Instructions", feeling full of repulsion.

Qiao Rong understood Cheng Youning's thoughts. It would take a lot of effort to memorize such a thick book. If it were him, he would also have a headache, not to mention that their crown prince was still running a fever: "Your Highness, why don't you wait until you feel better before reading it? Don't be in a hurry!"

Cheng Youning was so worried about this book that the corners of his mouth were pressed down. At the same time, this book made a rustling sound when it was turned in Cheng Youning's hands, as if this book had a grudge against Cheng Youning. "It's so thick, when can I finish memorizing it? If I can't finish memorizing it, I will have no freedom!"

"Your Highness, I just heard from someone in the palace that the Southern Yan Kingdom has captured our generals and soldiers, and the Emperor is going to lead the army in person! The date has been set, and we will set off at the hour of Mao tomorrow!"

"The emperor is leading the army in person?" Cheng Youning's eyes sparkled with light. He gathered all his strength and sat up from the bed. He said in high spirits, "Let's go to my grandfather's place!"

"Your Highness, we'd better not go yet. A large number of ministers are waiting outside the Yangxin Palace. Everyone is waiting to see the emperor. It would be a wasted trip if we go!"

"Then send someone out to investigate, and tell me when Grandpa is free!"

Qiao Rong had no choice but to go out and give orders.

When he entered Cheng Youning's bedroom again, Cheng Youning was playing with a cat with a smile on his face. The book "Prince's Instructions" was casually thrown on the bedside, like a useless book.

"Your Highness, you don't want to read "Prince's Training"?"

"My little grandfather is going to the southern border, why should I recite the "Prince's Instructions"? I have decided not to recite it anymore!"

"Your Highness, you have to carry him on your back. The Emperor has to come back. You may not have to carry him now, but you will definitely have to do so in the future!" Qiao Rong sighed in his heart that their little prince was so willful.

"Then don't worry, we'll talk about the future later. Now your first priority is to keep an eye on my little grandfather. Tell me immediately when he's free!"

Qiao Rong nodded and placed the book "Prince's Instructions" on the table.

It is not easy to see the emperor, including for the crown prince Cheng Youning. Cheng Youning only found such an opportunity during dinner. When he heard that his grandfather was having dinner with the queen, he hurriedly asked Qiao Rong to carry him there.

Seeing Cheng Youning, Wan Lianxing was a little surprised, "Why don't you stay in bed and take care of yourself? Why are you coming out?"

Cheng Youning said with a cheeky smile: "Grandpa, why didn't you call me when you and my grandma were having dinner together?"

Wan Lianxing's eyelids slightly lifted, his eyes were dark and unclear, making it difficult to understand, "Heh! Who said that you don't like eating with me and the Queen? And who said that eating with us is not as comfortable as squatting against the wall?"

"Grandpa, what my grandson said is nonsense!" Only Cheng Youning could say such shameless words!

"That's not nonsense, that's bullshit!"

Cheng Youning flattened her lips and pretended to be pitiful: "Grandpa, you are really angry with your grandson!"

At this time, Zhong Siyu said softly to Wan Lianxing: "Your Majesty, Youning is still running a fever. Let him sit down and have dinner together. After dinner, Youning can go back and rest."

"You can let him eat, but he has to eat while standing!"

Cheng Youning looked at the chair and smiled, "Thank you, little grandpa and grandma. My grandson's butt can't sit on a chair yet. Standing is the most suitable."

Soon a pair of bowls and chopsticks were brought up. Cheng Youning had a really good appetite. He could eat big mouthfuls of food even when he had a fever. It was a pity that everything was good except that his grandparents were very quiet, which affected the dining atmosphere. However, it did not affect Cheng Youning's appetite today.

Cheng Youning said to Qiao Rong behind him: "Give me another bowl of rice!"

"Yes!"

During the interval of adding more rice, Cheng Youning looked at his grandfather and said, "Grandfather, I heard that you will lead 50,000 troops to the southern border at dawn tomorrow!"

"Hmm!" Wan Lianxing seemed to be thinking about something and his mind was not on eating!

"Little Grandpa, let your grandson go with you!"

"No need!"

Cheng Youning heard that his little grandfather was really frugal with words, but his eager heart forced him to speak again: "Little grandfather, marching and fighting are most important to strategy!"

"Ok!"

Cheng Youning thought to himself, what is this little grandfather saying "hmm" all the time? Is he really listening to him seriously?

Cheng Youning was usually good at currying favor with his elders. He used the chopsticks in his hand to pick up a large piece of fish from a dish and put it into Wan Lianxing's bowl. "Little Grandpa, please eat it. The fish is delicious and has few bones!"

Wan Lianxing was stunned when he saw the big piece of fish in the bowl, but he ate it anyway. Seeing his grandfather eating, Cheng Youning stretched out his chopsticks to a dish that was farther away, picked up a piece of duck meat and put it in Wan Lianxing's bowl.

Wan Lianxing wanted to say, there are palace servants serving the food, no need for you to show your courtesy, "No need to please me, you can't go with me!"

"Little Grandpa, I can help you!"

"Burning the food?"

Cheng Youning nodded vigorously upon hearing this. He wanted to make merit so that he could negotiate terms with his grandfather. But then Wan Lianxing spoke again: "I am the emperor, and you are the crown prince. We should not go to the battlefield at the same time!"

"why?"

"If both of us die, there will be chaos in the world! During my absence, you must listen to the old housekeeper and the queen!"