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Prince Xian's mansion.

Ming Yuchen was currently teaching his son to write while holding Zi Yi's hand.

Zi Yi could not hold the brush steadily. Although his writing was good, he still lacked a bit of strength.

"That's it, right?"

Ming Yuchen stopped his movements and turned to look at Zi Yi, who was just inches away from him. He had grown a lot taller during this period of time, his head even reaching his shoulders, and under his long eyelashes, his clear eyes were focused on looking at the paper on the table, as if he did not hear Ming Yuchen's words.

"Yi'er?"

He leaned closer and whispered into Zi Yi's ear.

"Hmm? Big Brother Yuchun, what did you say? "

Zi Yi was in the midst of comprehending what Ming Yuchen had just taught him, so he did not pay attention to what he said.

He looked up at him and realized how close they were. He wanted to put some distance between them, but he was already pressed against the edge of the table. There was no way out.

"I'm asking you, do you understand?"

Ming Yuchen asked again as he released his hand. Taking a step back, the temperature of his palm and front suddenly disappeared.

He fell into a trance, his heart clenched. It was like a wound had been torn open. It was clearly a small wound, but there was a pain that could not be ignored.

"Understood, I'll write it myself."

Zi Yi turned his gaze back to the paper. He felt that the hand holding the pen was a bit numb. He paused for a while before he continued writing.

Ming Yuchen sat in a chair at the side, looking at his face, he was lost in thought.

There were only the two of them in the study. Only at this moment could he look at him in such a manner.

"What is Yi'er planning to do in the future? To be an official? "

Ming Yuchen asked softly. He felt that Zi Yi was suitable to be an official and that a gentle and refined person should point at everything with a brush.

The court uniform he was wearing must have looked really good.

"I haven't thought about it that much, big brother Yuchun, what are you planning to do?"

Zi Yi put down his brush and turned to look at Ming Yuchen.

He smiled happily, showing his small canine teeth.

Ming Yuchen lowered his eyes and coughed a few times. Even though his body was much better now, he would never be able to cure it in his entire life.

He estimated that in another ten years, there would be nothing he could do.

"Me? I just want to read books, write, and watch a play. "

He forced a smile, "Yi'er, you know, those people on the stage are all multicolored. When I first watched the show, I was shocked, but later on I felt that when I watched the show, I was even more certain that I was' alive '."

He did not know how this feeling came about, but in the midst of the chanting and the music, he felt "alive."

"Watching a show. I like it too."

Zi Yi nodded, but at the same time, he felt a little melancholy. He hadn't gone to the theatre with Big Brother Yuchun yet.

Other than the fact that he had just arrived in the capital for a few days of leisure, many other things had happened since then. The rest of the people had comforted him and told him to not bother with the children, but he was still worried about his parents.

"If there's a chance, I'll go to the theatre with you, okay?"

Ming Yuchen stood up and walked over to his side, then stood behind him. Lowering his head to look at the words that he had written, his chin just barely rested on his shoulder.

Such a life was just too good. Even he felt that it wasn't real.

"Yes."

Zi Yi responded with a small voice, then stood up straight and didn't dare to move at all.

Why was it that in these past few days, he was becoming more and more sensitive towards Big Brother Yuchun's approach? Just like now, he felt that he was extremely nervous, to the point where he didn't even dare to breathe loudly.

"Not bad, let's continue practicing."

Ming Yuchen said as he nodded his head. He glanced at Zi Yi's red ears and said, "Yi'er, write it. I'll watch you write it." He did not leave, but just looked at him.

Zi Yi swallowed his saliva and picked up the pen. He felt that his hands were weak and he couldn't muster up any strength. This close distance had made him feel extremely uneasy. He forced himself to write a few words. It was extremely ugly.

"I'll teach you."

Ming Yuchen said with a smile as he reached out and grabbed Zi Yi's hand, slowly bringing him to write. The warmth of his palm struck Ming Yuchen once again, and the real feeling slowly filled his heart.

He wanted to teach his son how to write so much that he wouldn't get tired for long.

Zi Yi was even more nervous as he stared at the hands of the two. He didn't have any writing skills left in his head.

Were the others the same when they were taught personally by their teachers? Then this writing is too difficult to learn!

"Dong, dong, dong!" A knock at the door broke the atmosphere in the study.

"Who?" Ming Yuchen released his hand and started walking towards the door.

"Young Master, it's the Master Su and Madam Su. They said that they came to bring young master Zi Yi home. The maidservant answered from the doorway.

"Got it, I'll bring Zi Yi over right away."

Ming Yuchen closed his eyes.

He knew that Zi Yi wouldn't stay here forever, but he didn't expect the two of them to separate so soon.

"Big Brother Yuchun."

Zi Yi put down his brush and walked over to Ming Yuchen's side. He did not want to leave this place either, but it had been a while since he last saw his parents.

He wanted to say goodbye, but he couldn't.

"Yi'er, let's go back to our room to pack up. After that, we'll go see your parents, okay?"

Ming Yuchen was still the same gentle and gentle person, the churning emotions in his eyes were concealed really well.

There was no reason for him to keep him forever, nor did he have the right to keep him by his side.

Zi Yi opened and closed his mouth, but in the end, he only nodded obediently and followed Ming Yuchen back to the bedroom. He watched as Ming Yuchen helped him organize the things and put them on the bed.

"Yi'er, I think you should properly learn something when you go back this time. Remember not to be lazy and learn well, understand?"

Ming Yuchen looked at Zi Yi who was standing at the side and patiently warned him.

Zi Yi was a member of Su Family, so if he were to become an official, it would be very smooth sailing for him.

"Mn, I got it, Big Brother Yuchun."

Zi Yi nodded and looked at Ming Yuchen unwillingly.

He was wondering in his heart why did Big Brother Yuchun not say a word to keep him here. If Big Brother Yuchun had said it, he would definitely go back and beg Ah'da and Mother.

But so far he had said nothing.

Ming Yuchen felt Zi Yi's gaze and turned his head to the side. Lowering his head, he lifted up the blanket on the bed and lightly pressed it. The secret space on the bed was revealed and he took out a box from inside and handed it to Zi Yi.

"I've always wanted to give you this. Today is a good time, open it and take a look."

Zi Yi took it and opened the box. Inside was a round piece of jade with words engraved on it that he didn't understand. It seemed to be from a foreign language.

"What's this about?" Zi Yi asked curiously, turning the jade over and over in his hand a few times, feeling that it was beautiful, but then he thought again, 'Could it be that this is the gift of parting?' This gave him the feeling that they would never meet again.

A trace of unease flashed across Ming Yuchen's face, "It's nothing, just some lucky words. Take it with you and just treat it as a blessing for your safety." He looked at the jade pendant in Ziyi's hand. It was given to him by his grandmother when he was born.

Previously, when he was bored, he would learn a few foreign languages and understand those words. Only then did he understand what his grandmother had told him.

Giving it to Ziyi now was the best destination for the jade.

"Thank you Big Brother Yuchun, let's go."

Zi Yi carefully put away the jade pendant and waited for Ming Yuchen to get up before the two of them went to the front hall.