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Today, the streets of the imperial capital are bustling with activity.

Accompanied by the morning light, the carriage drove out of the palace gate and disappeared into the crowd of people.

The street is lined with shops with waiters shouting their wares, and there are breakfast shops that open early, with wisps of white smoke rising from the big pots of wontons and noodles.

Listening to the noisy voices outside the car, Xu Junjun lifted the car curtain to look, then turned back and asked the little emperor with a smile:

"We won't have breakfast in the palace today. Let's go find a shop with a lot of people and have some.

Then go to the pavilion to listen to storytelling."

The little emperor rarely went on incognito tours, and his face was flushed with excitement.

"I'll follow Sister Xu's arrangements."

As he spoke, the little emperor looked at the other man in brocade clothes in the carriage and said softly:

"If Uncle Wang wants to eat something else, he can leave on his own.

After breakfast, we'll meet at the place Sister Xu mentioned."

There were faint bloodshot in Jun Xiaochen's eyes, the sign of a sleepless night.

"No, I'll just go with you guys."

Jun Xiaochen has never been concerned about food, and he can adapt to anything he eats.

The little emperor was even happier. Before leaving the palace, Xu Junjun had asked him to take painkiller pills and Guyuan Soup. At this moment, the little emperor just sat there, looking at his rosy face. At first glance, he was no different from an ordinary person.

Xu Junjun smiled and nodded. When the carriage arrived at an elegant and exquisite breakfast shop, she stopped the carriage and helped the little emperor get off.

The wound on his chest still hurt, but the little emperor, with eyes full of curiosity, was happy to accept it.

After getting off the carriage, the guards quickly surveyed the surroundings.

After making sure there were no hidden dangers, he nodded and reported to Jun Xiaochen from a distance.

Jun Xiaochen glanced at them without changing his expression, and followed the two people in front of him who looked like siblings.

The little emperor's steps were small, and Xu Junjun was afraid that he would hurt his wound, so she walked slowly.

As he walked into the store, the sounds of people talking and laughing mixed with the strong breath of life hit him in the face. The little emperor was in the middle of it with a smile on his face, and he looked lively and happy, visibly.

Xu Junjun asked the restaurant owner for a quiet private room, helped the little emperor sit down, ordered two bowls of delicious thin-skinned shrimp wontons, a bowl of noodles, and a few refreshing side dishes.

The shop was very quick and delivered the hot wontons and noodles in no time.

Xu Junjun took one of the wontons and stirred it with a spoon to dissipate the heat. Then she placed it in front of the little emperor and whispered:

"The wontons are a little hot right out of the pot, so eat them slowly."

The little emperor nodded, looked curiously at the spoon engraved with "Travelers from All Over the World", and held it carefully.

He lowered his head and ate slowly but seriously, and it seemed that he didn't need help from anyone.

Xu Junjun pushed the plate of side dishes in front of the little emperor. When the little emperor looked up, she smiled and reminded him:

"These side dishes are good, you can try them."

The ingredients in this restaurant are fresh and delicious. She often came here to eat when she was in the Regent's Palace. She was considered a semi-old customer. When she introduced it to the little emperor, she didn't feel unfamiliar at all.

Jun Xiaochen lowered his eyes and ate noodles, listening to Xu Junjun introducing the taste of each side dish to the little emperor as if they were his own treasures. He found that his understanding of the imperial capital's streets was not as profound as Xu Junjun's.

The little emperor was very enthusiastic about Xu Junjun's introduction. He swallowed a thin-skinned wonton and tasted each dish on the plate with chopsticks.

He found that two of them were more to his taste. He ate a wonton and then took a bite of a side dish. Before he knew it, he had finished half a bowl of wontons and was about 70% full.

"If you don't want to eat, then don't eat too much. We still have to go listen to books and cruise the lake later, so we can't be late."

Xu Junjun had only eaten half of her bowl of wontons. She put down her chopsticks with the little emperor, rinsed her mouth with the tea in the store, wiped the grease off her hands with a handkerchief, and then led the little emperor to continue on the next journey.

In the past, the little emperor mentioned to Xu Junjun that he liked reading storybooks when he was a child, especially those full of legends and myths.

Xu Junjun was very interested. After breakfast, she went to the listening pavilion with the little emperor. She spent a fortune and ordered a "Huangdu Qitan" at the highest price. She sat in the private room on the second floor with the best listening position to accompany the little emperor to listen to the story.

The red silk fluttered and fell, and in the center of the pavilion there was a magnificent platform.

Standing on the high platform was the famous storyteller in the imperial capital.

As soon as this person opened his mouth, the plain words seemed to come alive from his mouth.

The exaggerated and fluctuating tone, rich and appropriate expressions, and the climax accompanied by drum beats and music on the side made all the listeners in the venue feel as if they were there, which was really captivating.

From time to time, the cheers of the people listening to the story could be heard downstairs.

Xu Junjun was intrigued and became increasingly fascinated by the story.

In the exquisite private room, there is fine tea and snacks.

Xu Junjun listened attentively, and the little emperor on the side was even more absorbed. Coincidentally, when the storyteller reached a climax at the end, the little emperor could not help but clap his hands vigorously along with the people on the first floor who were listening to the story. The force was so great that his palms turned red after a few claps.

Jun Xiaochen looked at the two identical excited faces, suddenly laughed, picked up the teacup, lowered his eyes and took a sip of tea.

After listening to two storytelling shows in succession, Xu Junjun and the little emperor were still not satisfied. When they came out of the listening pavilion, Xu Junjun realized that it was almost noon, so she immediately took the little emperor out of the city.

There is a moat outside the imperial capital. When the weather is fine, there are often pleasure boats on the river to entertain dignitaries.

Xu Junjun asked Jun Xiaochen to charter the most stable pleasure boat and take the little emperor for a cruise on the river.

The river is gentle, carrying beautifully decorated pleasure boats down the river, with the scenery on both sides constantly changing.

Under the refraction of sunlight, the surface of the water sparkles and jumps. Standing at the bow, the cool breeze blows on your face, which is a unique pleasure.

The little emperor came to his senses from the excitement of listening to the story just now, and looked at the magnificent mountains and rivers on both sides of the river and the colorful picture scroll, and a strong sense of pride surged in his heart.

This is his world.

It was the foot of the emperor whom he had ruled for several years.

Uncle Wang taught him the basics of being a king and the foundation of building a country. No matter how he did, he has persisted to this day.

Hundreds of magnificent natural colors and thousands of miles of mountains and rivers were visible. The little emperor turned around excitedly and looked at the tall and majestic man beside him.

"Uncle Wang."

With his chest filled with heroic spirit, the little emperor did something that surprised both Xu Junjun and Jun Xiaochen. He reached out his hand and gently held Jun Xiaochen's dry palm, just like the first time he was chosen by Jun Xiaochen as a child.

Jun Xiaochen was stunned, and slowly turned to look at the young emperor who was staring at him with fiery eyes.

The little emperor had slender but cold bones, and within his frail body lay a soul that refused to give up. At this moment, his eyes were like stars, and his face was full of pride and satisfaction, which instantly reminded Jun Xiaochen of the child who was a little timid but forced himself to keep his back straight.

Jun Xiaochen held the little emperor's hand, his voice as calm as ever, reassuring everyone:

"Your Majesty, I am here."

The young emperor stood side by side with the patron saint who had protected him growing up. They held hands briefly and then let go, showing both nostalgia and restraint, as if saying goodbye to the past, but also as if saying that he had no regrets at the moment.

The waves sparkled, the river breeze was gentle, and occasionally a flock of birds circled above the pleasure boat, spreading their wings and flying, making chirping sounds.

Xu Junjun tucked away the messy hair by her ears and stood behind the two of them. Her eyes stopped at the fluttering corners of their robes and she raised the corners of her lips slightly.

The scenery is not dry, just when you are young.

The young man lost on the cold throne finally mustered up the courage to grasp the guiding star of his life again.