my son is paralyzed

After walking around outside again, Ziye, who was about to carry out the task the next day, looked at the sky and saw that it was getting late, so he bid farewell to Jun Wuxie and prepared to go back to catch up on sleep and restore his energy, while Ye Lingxiao, who was full of resentment, kept You'll be in an awkward state until you return to the palace, but Ziye doesn't care if you're awkward or not, so what does it matter to me if you're awkward?So Ye Lingxiao was throwing winks to the blind.

The two walked one after the other on the small road in the Royal Garden, and Ye Lingxiao, who was discouraged, stopped froze and said nothing, no matter how resentful you are, they will ignore you if they beat you, what can you do?

"Why didn't you wait for me this morning."

"Huh?" Zi Ye was startled, and then realized that Ye Lingxiao was awkward, but... "Why should I wait for you?"

Ye Lingxiao had a mouthful of old blood choked in his throat, and wanted to defend himself, but found that he had nothing to say, did Ziye say he wanted to be with you?It's all because of your own sentimentality, and you turned your head to question others, but what's the matter with the panic in your heart?

"Are you idle? What do you do with me every day?" The impatience in Zi Ye's conversation was not concealed at all. Ye Lingxiao only felt that his glass heart was about to break. Those concubines, who don't want him to stay with them for even a little while, just this little guy...

The dignity of a man, the dignity of an emperor, are all shattered into pieces!

Ye Lingxiao, who felt that his state was very wrong, took a deep breath, calmed down, and strode towards the other side, only to find comfort from the beautiful, considerate, gentle and pleasant concubines!

Ziye naturally didn't understand what happened to Ye Lingxiao, and thought that he was finally driven away by him, and suddenly felt a lot more relaxed, and even his steps became much lighter.

Not to mention Ziye, who went back to the side hall, Ye Lingxiao, who was looking for comfort, went straight to Concubine Mei's bedroom. Shaoyin hurt things, but Ye Lingxiao could bear it because of the love back then, but the love will always wear off...

There are countless beauties in this harem, but they are all femme fatales. Even if they were once innocent, soaking in the big dye vat of the imperial palace, they will be black from the core.

Ye Lingxiao couldn't help thinking of Zi Ye, why was he attracted to Zi Ye?At the beginning, it was the coldness and loneliness of Zi Ye, who was so similar to him before, but after getting in touch with him a lot, he couldn’t help but be attracted by Zi Ye’s frankness. Underneath his paralyzed face was Ye Lingxiao's straightforwardness that he had never seen before. It would be great if all the concubines in the harem were like Zi Ye. As soon as this idea came up, Ye Lingxiao himself was startled. Will it really be a pedophile as Zi Ye said!It's still the kind of broken sleeves!

Walking while thinking wildly, Ye Lingxiao suddenly stopped in his tracks, um, he seems to have gone to the wrong place...

Looking up, Luoyun Palace...isn't this...the bedroom of Concubine Yun?Speaking of this Concubine Yun, he still has a deep memory. Concubine Yun is the daughter of the former Minister of the Household Department. In order to maintain the balance among the parties in the court, he only doted on Concubine Yun for a while. Later, the court was rectified by him. When he no longer needed this kind of method to balance, he rarely came here. Who knew that Concubine Yun was pregnant and gave birth to a child with eyes that were different from ordinary people. He didn't like the ambitious Concubine Yun at all. , and took this opportunity to never step into Luoyun Palace again.

I don't know what happened to that child... Anyway, it is his son, let's go and see.

After making up his mind, Ye Lingxiao walked towards Luoyun Palace.

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"Your Highness~" Yan'er rested her chin, looked at Ziye with misty eyes, Ziye's face was stiff, looking at the colorful ball in Yan'er's hand, she wanted to run away!Yan'er is good at everything, but the female red is in a mess, the colorful ball in her hand can't tell it's a top at all, okay?He is not Jun Wuxie with unique and weird taste!Why are you wearing something like this!

Yan'er held the dress and approached Ziye with tears in her eyes: "Since His Highness moved to the side hall, this servant has not been able to celebrate His Highness's birthday properly. This servant feels really guilty. Tomorrow is His Highness's birthday again. This servant specifically asked Shang Yi Fang's elder sister asked for some fabric and made a piece of clothing, but His Highness refused to wear it. Is it because he dislikes the clumsiness of the servant? The servant can't even make clothes well, so he really has no face to live on..."

Ziye silently swallowed a mouthful of blood, knowing that you are clumsy, don't do it!You are forcing me!But this is what he eats...

Knowing that it is impossible for Yan'er to really be unable to survive, he still can't refuse the only woman who is willing to treat him well, let alone her kindness.

Seeing that Ziye acquiesced, Yan'er immediately happily changed Ziye's clothes, Ziye lowered his head, looked at the dense needle holes in Ling'er's hand, felt sore in his heart, and said softly: "Don't do it in the future, does your hand hurt?"

With a gratified and gentle smile on the corner of Yan'er's lips, she said softly: "It doesn't hurt." She didn't feel bad when she used the money she had saved for several months to exchange for the leftover clothes in Shangyifang, and was blackmailed by the eunuch in Shangyifang She doesn't feel bad after spending the money, and she doesn't feel bad when she picks up lamps to make clothes and pricks her fingers full of holes. She only loves the little Highness who lives with her. But she can only suffer with her.Seeing such a sensible little Highness, she felt distressed, and she couldn't give His Highness the best, her heart ached, it hurt to the bone.

The stitches of the clothes are crooked, but they are very dense. It can be seen that the people who made them were very careful. Maybe there is not enough fabric, and a piece of cloth of a similar color was added to the armpits, making it even more ugly. Standing in front of the bronze mirror, Ziye looked at the clothes. His figure and the ugly clothes were vaguely reflected in the mirror, and his expression softened. Many years ago, there was a person who would mend his clothes, and that person was his mother.

Yan'er looked at Ziye, her eyes were red: "Take it off, Your Highness, it's so ugly."

"No, it's pretty." Ziye held the hem of his clothes, which looked prettier than all the clothes he had worn.

There is concern and love for him wrapped in it.

"Your Highness? Is His Highness there?" A maid in purple suddenly came in from the door, with a frivolous attitude: "So you are here, hurry up, the empress is looking for you."

"What do you want from me?" The moment the maid walked in, Zi Ye put on her eye bands.

The maid glanced at Ziye's clothes in disgust, and said: "Your Highness, why are you wearing this kind of thing? Quickly change into more luxurious clothes and go to see Your Majesty. Your Majesty is coming!" Your Majesty hasn't been to Luoyun Palace for a long time. This time I came to Luoyun Palace to see this blind man again.

Ziye's expression turned cold all of a sudden, so his nominal father is here?