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"What do you want to ask? Ask away, I... I don't blame you. " Emperor Qinghe looked at his son's eyes, and his heart felt soft and touched. This was his child. He wasn't surprised, nor was there any trace of pettiness in his eyes. Without a doubt, this was the Imperial Bloodline.

Wei Zhao pursed his lips and asked, "Are you the old master of the emperor?"

Emperor Qinghu laughed loudly. "It's the Emperor, but not the Old Master. You really are clever!" He winked at her, and his expression became lively. He leaned slightly towards Wei Zhao, taking a pose that said, "I'm very familiar with you. We have our secrets. How did you find out?"

Wei Zhao glanced at his clothes, and Emperor Qinghe laughed loudly. "You're really smart …"

Wei Zhao was embarrassed. Isn't this common sense? Is there a need to praise her like this? Could it be that this kind of common sense made him smart? Although the man in front of her was a bit exaggerated, he wasn't that annoying. Thus, she smiled and said, "You're too kind."

"Come, have a cup of tea." As he spoke, he personally poured her a cup of tea.

Wei Zhao received it with both hands and thanked him, "Thank you very much."

"Do you know what sort of person the Emperor is?"

Wei Zhao held the teacup in his hand and nodded, "I know, he's the one who can chop off anyone's head as he pleases."

"Who told you that? How could that be possible?"

Wei Zhao tilted his head, "Isn't it?"

"Of course not. How can we just chop down whoever we want?" "The people of the world are all my people, and the people view me as their parents. Think about it, which family's parents would casually chop off their children's heads?" She looked at Wei Zhao with great sincerity as she cursed the emperor's intentions for giving her an explanation by a bastard. He'd have to kacha him when he found out.

The person who told Wei Zhao about the emperor beheading wasn't just anyone else, it was Old Master Wang.

Wei Zhao nodded and his expression relaxed as well. He smiled ingratiatingly at the emperor, "Then I'm relieved."

Qing He couldn't laugh anymore. He thought to himself, "What's there to worry about? I won't be able to chop anyone off. If I do, won't I be cutting myself off?"

Emperor Qinghe's food was not extravagant. There were only eleven dishes. The quantity was not much, but the quality was excellent.

The eunuch placed the dishes on the table one by one and announced the names of the dishes as he spoke. Most of them were incomprehensible to Wei Zhao, who only heard the sound of shredded meat.

After confirming that her life wasn't in danger, she didn't feel nervous at all. She shifted her gaze from the emperor to the dishes on the dining table, so much so that even Emperor Qing didn't take the words' put the princess' chair next to me 'to heart.

For a time, there were twenty people in the imperial study, but only the sound of washing their hands could be heard. Wei Zhao noticed that all of the people who entered the study were eunuchs, not a single palace maid.

It was the Emperor who carried her to the chair again. Wei Zhao didn't express any opinion, but she could crawl on her own.

Wei Zhao had been taught how to eat etiquette. Back then, when she hadn't entered the academy, she had gone out to eat with her parents and had stood on a stool, commanding her parents to snatch it back for her.

After starving for most of the time, he only took a sip of water. Wei Zhao ate quite quickly, so Emperor Qing He helped her carry a lot of dishes like ordinary family members were carrying vegetables for their children.

The father and daughter pair had taken out more than half of the eleven dishes … Senior Officer Zheng's eyeballs were about to fall out of their sockets.

"You cooked well today. Ten taels of silver." The eunuch in the kitchen thanked him immediately.

When the table was cleared, Qing He asked, "Have you eaten well?"

Wei Zhao nodded his head in an extremely straightforward manner, his small, carved face full of sincere praise.

Emperor Qinghe smiled and asked, "Our imperial chef can cook even more delicious dishes. Do you want to eat like this every day?"

He sounded like he was coaxing a child. The ordinary kidnappers didn't talk that much. At most, they would just buy some sweets. From this, it could be seen that the person in front of them was a big snitch.

Wei Zhao didn't fall for it, "Do you have conditions?" Why do I have to eat delicious food every day? " There was no such thing as a free lunch. She wasn't a fool.

Emperor Qinghu laughed in delight. "What do you think?" Do you think that I have any conditions that you would agree to? "

Wei Zhao also smiled sweetly and blinked his large eyes. "That's why I asked you?" You won't ask, you idiot.

Emperor Qing then laughed loudly.

Wei Zhao was a bit at a loss for what to do, to be so happy while being treated like a fool.

Emperor Qing He had laughed enough. He stroked her hair and said, "There's no need to negotiate. You are my daughter. You deserve the best treatment in the world."

Wei Zhao was even more at a loss, but she was able to grasp the main point. "I'm your daughter. Am I the kind of daughter who, like the common people, are your children?"

"No. You were born to me."

Nani? Wei Zhao's mouth was agape, his lips moving, but he didn't know how to organize his thoughts. "Can men also have children?" After saying so, she sized up the emperor who was sitting in front of her. With this kind of intelligence … he couldn't be a fake, right? On the other hand, there were those in the market who would pass themselves off as the Elementary Scholars or High Scholars. But if they were to pass themselves off as the emperor, then wasn't this a bit too audacious?

Emperor Qing He choked. His expression was no longer as beautiful as before. He looked at Wei Zhao quietly, and then said at a moderate pace, "You were born to your mother and me."

Just think about it, even if you could put the snake spirit's face on a bear, it would definitely be more frightening than tempting. However, there was one benefit of the Du Family. She was very good at teaching and training for the sake of Wei Zhao.

The Du Family only had one wish. They hoped that their child could live a good life wherever he went.

Du Su had also once discussed with Wei Zhao about whether they should obediently cooperate with him after he was kidnapped, or cry and make a fuss to find their mother? Although a crying child has milk, but it is in front of the mother to cry, you can cry in front of a dog to try.

Therefore, when the emperor said she was his birth, Wei Zhao only let out an "oh" in ignorance.

"Good child, you have to call us royal father from now on." Qing He capital had made preparations for a big fight with Wei Zhao, but Wei Zhao readily agreed. He thought that perhaps he was still young and didn't know what his parents wanted him to do.

In August of the 25th year of Qing He's reign, Emperor Qing He and the Third Princess stood in the imperial court. They praised the Princess, saying, "You are filial and filial, and your character is noble. I bow to you."

The official then kowtowed three times, and said, "Long live the princess!"

The princess was dressed in a yellow robe with six phoenixes. Her voice was clear and melodious as she raised her hand slightly, "Exempt." Her posture was clear and graceful, giving her the appearance of a pine tree.

The Du Family's background couldn't even be compared to the Ji Family's, and she didn't envy Ji Quan and Ji Ming much. They dressed better than her, and ate better than her, but what could that mean? I don't mind my mother being ugly, and I don't mind my family being poor.

Wei Zhao was quite calm as he sat cross-legged on the dragon bed, deep in thought. According to the rules, the princes and princesses had to live in the East Palace of the harem. The East Palace wasn't exclusive to the crown prince.

The imperial palace of Yan Country couldn't be considered large compared to the previous dynasties, but it wasn't small either. The entire Eastern Palace was made up of dozens of palaces, and was currently being renovated.

"There are a lot of unsatisfactory places in there. I'm having some people work on them right now. Hmm, do you like to spend a little more or do you like to spend a little more trees?"

"There are more trees."

"Why?" Emperor Qinghe was probably too bored to keep asking questions like a curious baby when he met her.

"More trees, cool in summer." Wei Zhao pitied him a bit. How could common sense work like this? There were trees in every house in the countryside, but he had never seen anyone growing flowers like an egg.

Since the East Palace was currently cultivating, Wei Zhao was staying in the emperor's chambers.

The palace was smaller than the imperial study. It was divided into an inner and outer room. Wei Zhao stayed in the inner room, while the emperor slept in the outer room.

In the past, the children of the imperial palace were all little radishes with delicate tempers. Sometimes, they would even not buy the debt of their father. At that time, Emperor Qing He would only comfort himself and grow up. By the time Wei Zhao arrived, Emperor Qinghe had no idea how he was supposed to be his father.

After dinner, he asked Wei Zhao if he wanted to take a nap, and seeing her nod, he told him to bring him to his bedroom.

There was a palace maid in the palace. When Wei Zhao entered, these people all kneeled down, scaring her to a halt. Fortunately, she only stopped when Officer Zheng helped her sit upright before giving her a lecture, nothing more than attending to the princess.

The two palace maids at the front took off her shoes one on the left and one on the right, helping her put down her tent. The one on the left, a young girl wearing a light pink palace dress, softly asked, "Does the princess need a servant to accompany her?"

Wei Zhao shook his head. After the tent was put down, the spacious dragon bed formed its own room. It looked like a small room, although it was called an inner room. However, it was not at the back of the outer room, but at the east side of the outer room.

Mr. Qian returned home and hurriedly went to the palace.

Emperor Qinghe received him with a face full of happiness.

Mr. Qian was worried about both the fear of Wei Zhao's death and the conflict between father and daughter when they met. With his understanding of Wei Zhao, he knew that he wasn't the type to suffer a loss if he swallowed his anger.

Seeing how calm the emperor was, the old man finally felt at ease.

"Thank you, Imperial Tutor, for these past few months!" Now that Emperor Qing He was satisfied, he naturally didn't forget to praise the meritorious officials. For Wei Zhao to be so 'considerate' in accepting his father as Emperor Qing, Mister Qian had to be grateful.

"It is all thanks to His Majesty's deep blessings. Your Highness' heart is filled with emotions, and this subject does not dare to claim credit." The old man was quite modest.

As the duo was discussing the matter of Wei Zhao, Official Zheng came into the hall to report, "Beauty Li and Beauty Wang requests to see Your Highness."