I pretend to be a unicorn in the Red Mansion

When countless outrageous thoughts flashed through Jia She's mind, Hong Zhou felt a chill on his back and couldn't help shivering.

He urged Hongli, "Fourth brother, can you please walk faster? I feel a little cold."

After hearing this, Hongli patted Hongzhou lightly and scolded him with a smile: "Hey, who are you calling your master?"

When Hong Zhou was slapped like this, he immediately shrank his neck and didn't dare to say another word. He just silently quickened his pace to enter the palace.

Today Jia She was particularly smart. Not only did he bring Wang Ziteng with him, he also used the face of the two imperial grandsons and finally succeeded in entering the palace.

The emperor did not want to see Jia She, but since Jia She brought Wang Ziteng with him, the emperor could not refuse both of them. In desperation, he had to let Jia She enter the Qianqing Palace.

At this time, when Jia Cheng heard that Jia She was coming, he miraculously picked up the father-son relationship that had disappeared for a long time.

He stood at the door excitedly, standing on tiptoe, anxiously waiting for Jia She to appear, his face full of deep longing and expectation for his father.

Seeing this, Kangxi took a sip of tea, then said with some dissatisfaction: "Liang Jiugong, why does this tea taste wrong? Make another cup."

Liang Jiugong remained calm in the face of the emperor's unreasonable behavior. The emperor had been having tantrums from time to time in the past few days, and he had gotten used to it.

Whenever it comes to Earl Ryan, the emperor always behaves strangely. He guessed it wasn't because the tea tasted wrong, but that the emperor was jealous.

Even when he was next to the emperor, he could smell the sour smell, which was choking his nose.

He could only apologize and then take the teacup to the tea room and ask the palace maid to make him a new cup.

He did not remind the palace maid to change the tea leaves and just used the original pot. After all, there was nothing wrong with the tea, but the emperor's heart was wrong.

Jia Cheng was restless, pacing back and forth waiting to see Jia She. Kangxi couldn't help but say, "Brother Cheng, stop walking back and forth. It's giving me a headache."

Kangxi pretended to hold his temple and made a painful expression.

The system stood on Jia Cheng's shoulder and rolled its eyes. [Here it comes, here it comes again. The Oscar Lifetime Achievement Award winner, Kangxi, is acting again.]

When Jia Cheng heard the system's complaints, he couldn't help but let out a short laugh. He quickly restrained his expression and obediently came behind Kangxi to massage his temples.

"Your Majesty, are you too tired from reviewing memorials? Please take a rest.

Anyone would have a headache seeing these piles of memorials every day.

I know you care about the world, but you can't exhaust yourself, right?"

Kangxi listened to Jia Cheng's crisp and sweet voice and his caring words, and felt all his fatigue disappear.

He exerted force with the hand holding the brush, and the brush shattered instantly. Kangxi skillfully threw the broken brush aside and replaced it with another one.

After taking the powerful pills, Kangxi occasionally lost control of his strength, and many things in the Qianqing Palace were damaged during these few days.

But Kangxi was still happy. What did that little thing matter? As long as he was healthy and strong, he would not feel bad even if the palace was demolished.

Kangxi listened to Jia Cheng's concerned words and a smile reappeared on his face.

At this time Liang Jiugong just brought the tea over. Kangxi took a sip and found the tea tasted very sweet.

Jia She, Wang Ziteng, Hongli, Hongzhou and others rushed to the Qianqing Palace to meet the emperor.

As soon as Hongli saw Jia Cheng, his eyes immediately lit up, just like a dog seeing a bone, with a dazzling light bursting out of his eyes.

If he hadn't still had a bit of rationality, he would have been unable to suppress his inner longing and would have pounced directly on Jia Cheng.

After all, as the saying goes, "A day without seeing you feels like three years." He felt as if he hadn't seen his junior brother for many years.

Hong Zhou also kept staring at Jia Cheng. He stared at Jia Cheng's fair and soft face, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart: "My junior brother seems to have become more handsome and beautiful! It really is true that the feng shui in the palace nourishes people!"

He could even smell the sweet scent emanating from Jia Cheng from a long distance away, which really made people happy!

Suck!

When Jia She saw Jia Cheng standing respectfully beside Emperor Kangxi, his eyes instantly became moist and tears welled up in his eyes.

He clearly felt that his beloved son had lost a lot of weight.

It seems that this palace is indeed not a place to keep people!

His brother Cheng must have suffered countless grievances in the palace.

The baby he raised like a treasure at home now has to stand beside the emperor and serve him. It is really too much.

Wang Ziteng did not realize that Jia Cheng was wronged. Instead, he felt that Jia Cheng had risen to the top overnight and that ordinary people were not qualified to stand by the emperor's side.

He sighed softly, his heart filled with regret.

Who could have expected that Jia Cheng would gain the emperor's favor so quickly? He actually missed the opportunity to recommend Jia Cheng because of his momentary hesitation.

It seems that I will have to interact more with Jia She in the future. According to the current trend of Rongguo Mansion, the future is promising! Wang Ziteng thought secretly.

Jia She didn’t have so many utilitarian thoughts in his mind. He just wanted his son to be by his side and would not trade him for the position of prime minister.

When Jia Cheng saw the haggard Jia She, he felt a little guilty. His father seemed to have not been doing well during the days when he was away from home.

As a caring and thoughtful father, Jia Cheng quickly ran to Jia She, wanting to comfort his old father.

Hongli thought that his junior fellow apprentice came for him, and his face was filled with a smile of joy and anticipation, and his eyes were almost closed due to the smile.

He opened his arms to welcome his junior brother's warm hug, his cheeks still flushed with shyness.

His big toe was shyly scratching the sole of his shoe, [Oh, I haven't seen you for a few days, why are you so enthusiastic towards me, little junior brother?

Was it because I helped him find a doctor to treat smallpox, or because I helped him pass the message to my father?

But these two things are not enough to make my junior brother so enthusiastic. I guess he still misses me.

Actually, I miss him a lot, I must hug my junior brother tightly and then spin around. ]

When Hongli thought of this, he looked at the fat boy Hongzhou who was very close to him with some disgust.

Is Hong Zhou too close to him, affecting his ability to turn around?

Hongli kicked Hongzhou and asked him to stay away from him.

Hong Zhou had his hands slightly open, staring at Jia Cheng intently. He didn't understand his brother's hint at all.

What he was thinking was, “Oh my, junior brother is so enthusiastic. He wants to come over and hug me as soon as we meet.”

He is so enthusiastic that I feel a little embarrassed.

My little junior brother smells so good, and he must be soft when I hug him, just like the buns just out of the oven in the kitchen, soft and fluffy.

Junior brother’s filling must be sweet, hehe, it would be nice if I could take a couple of bites. ]

Both brothers Hongli and Hongzhou were ready to welcome Jia Cheng's warm hug, but Jia Cheng went straight to Jia She, who then hugged Jia Cheng and started crying loudly.

"My dear Shuanbaoer, Daddy misses you so much. Do you know how Daddy has been spending these days without you?

Dad couldn't sleep all night, and his eyes were red from crying because of missing you. Everyone wants you to come home.

Shuanbaoer, my precious son, please don't leave your father for so long in the future. Your heart is broken because of missing you so much."

Jia She cried and howled, and his voice could be heard outside the hall.

The guards outside the door shuddered when they heard what they heard. The cry of Marquis Rong was so mournful and a little scary.

Jia Cheng nestled in Jia She's arms, patting his back gently to calm him down.

Hongli withdrew his hand with some disappointment. It turned out that his junior brother didn't want to hug him.

For some reason, Hongli felt a sour look on his face at the corners of his mouth, and his eyes also felt a little sore and swollen.

But he didn't blame his junior brother. After all, he should hug his father first and then move down the line.

Junior brother is filial.

Then it will be his turn soon.

Hongli brushed off the dust and wrinkles on his clothes, raised his head to hold back the tears in his eyes, and prepared to receive a hug from his junior fellow apprentice.

Hong Zhou, who was standing next to him, withdrew his hand somewhat awkwardly, scratched his cheek, sniffed, and sniffed hard. It smelled sweet.

He sighed in his heart, "Oh, I really envy Marquis Rongguo for having such a well-behaved, gentle and sensible son."

If only Junior Brother were my son, he would definitely hug me first.]

Wang Ziteng looked at the father and son hugging each other and envied the deep love between Jia She and Jia Cheng.

He only had two daughters in his life and could not experience the joy of raising a son.

As for my nephew Wang Ren, let’s not mention him.

At this moment, Jia She could no longer see anyone else, only his beloved son.

No matter what others think, Jia She just hugged Jia Cheng and told him how much he missed him as if no one was around.

Kangxi gritted his teeth, wishing he could break them.

He put the brushes back into the pen holder, but accidentally crushed all the brushes in the pen holder.

When he tried to pick up the pen holder, he accidentally crushed it.

In just a short while, Kangxi's desk was already a mess.

A corner of the paperweight broke, the inkstone broke into two halves, and the ink stick shattered into powder.

Liang Jiugong was terrified. Ever since the emperor gained supernatural powers from unknown sources, the things in the Qianqing Palace have been in great trouble.

In order to prevent the emperor from slapping him, Liang Jiugong quickly persuaded Jia She, "Lord Jia, crying is not allowed in the palace. Please stop crying."

Jia She simply couldn't listen to Liang Jiugong's words. Liang Jiugong could only elbow Jia She to remind him under the emperor's sharp gaze.

"Lord Jia, you can't cry in the palace. This is called disrespectful behavior in front of the palace. You don't want to implicate Earl Rui'an, right? Stop crying now."

When the keyword was triggered, Jia She stopped crying instantly and Wang Ziteng also breathed a sigh of relief.

He almost tore Jia She's sleeves off and kept hitting Jia She's waist with his elbow, but Jia She didn't say a word and just hugged Jia Cheng and cried.

Eunuch Liang must have a solution!