At noon, the Emperor took Sun Kui to Kunde Hall.
Sun Kui was holding a brocade box, which was very large and somewhat heavy. ᴛhis chapter is ᴜpdated by NoveI-Fire.ɴet
Zhao Yao saw the brocade box in Sun Kui’s hands, and his brow immediately furrowed, his delicate and cute little face scrunched up.
He just knew that his annoying father wouldn’t properly give him a birthday gift!
Sigh, he knew he couldn’t have any expectations for his annoying father.
It’s over! Another book, he wondered what book his annoying father would give him this time.
The Emperor waved Zhao Yao over: "Come here."
Zhao Yao, with a little scowling face, unwillingly walked over to the Emperor.
The Emperor saw that Zhao Yao’s face was full of displeasure and reached out to rub his little face.
"Today is your birthday, why the unhappy face?"
"Father, you’re not going to give me another book, are you?" Zhao Yao said with puffed cheeks, "I don’t want any more books."
Hearing this, the Emperor understood why his youngest son had a little scowling face. He pinched Zhao Yao’s little face, laughing, "So you really don’t want books?"
Zhao Yao loudly said, "No, not at all! Don’t give me books anymore!"
"I’m not giving you books today." The Emperor picked up Zhao Yao, letting his youngest son sit on his lap.
Zhao Yao suspiciously looked at Emperor Wu of Zhou: "Really?" He didn’t quite believe his annoying father’s words, "If it’s not a book, then what is it?"
The Emperor glanced at Sun Kui, who immediately stepped forward, standing in front of Zhao Yao with a bow, and then opened the brocade box.
Zhao Yao was stunned by the contents of the brocade box, his eyes widened in disbelief at the Emperor.
"Father, is this... really for me?"
Liang Zhaoyi was also surprised by the contents of the brocade box. She slightly frowned and said with full disapproval, "Your Majesty, this is too much, not appropriate."
"They’re just some trifling trinkets, nothing significant. What’s inappropriate?" the Emperor laughed.
"Father, is it really for me?" The box full of gold and silver jewelry emitted a tempting glow, making it hard for Zhao Yao to resist the temptation.
Seeing Zhao Yao’s money-loving expression, the Emperor gently pinched his nose and affectionately smiled, "It’s all yours."
"Thank you, Father." Zhao Yao threw himself into the Emperor’s arms, hugging the Emperor’s neck with both hands, rubbing his little face against the Emperor’s face. "Father, you’re really the best!"
Rarely seeing his youngest son so close to him, the Emperor looked at him with full affection and rubbed his little son’s face in return.
This little brat, give him gold and silver jewelry, and he’s a good father. Give him a book and he’s an annoying father.
"It’s getting late, let’s have lunch." Liang Zhaoyi wondered why the Emperor would give Zhao Yao such a large box of gold and silver jewelry, maybe he was annoyed.
Liang Zhaoyi guessed correctly; the Emperor was indeed annoyed, stirred by He Lianfang.
He saw that Zhao Yao was closer to He Lianfang than to him, his own Father, and felt very jealous.
Considering the Emperor gave him a big box of gold and silver jewelry, during lunch, Zhao Yao rarely took the initiative to serve the Emperor and even had him eat more.
Watching Zhao Yao’s flattering demeanor, the Emperor found it amusing and exasperating.
Liang Zhaoyi looked at the scene of "fatherly-kindness-and-filial-piety" between the Emperor and Zhao Yao, her eyes full of helpless laughter. However, the scene of fatherly kindness and filial piety didn’t last long, as the father and son began snatching food from each other.
Zhao Yao initially thought his father was rarely generous and decided to endure it and let his father be. Unexpectedly, it was all an illusion. The annoying father quickly began to snatch his favorite dishes, leaving him so angry that he couldn’t hold back anymore.
Sun Kui stood by and watched the Emperor snatch the chicken leg from Zhao Yao, intentionally showing off to Zhao Yao, silently thinking to himself: Your Majesty, the box of gold and silver jewelry you just gave to the Tenth Prince was for nothing.
Liang Zhaoyi couldn’t be bothered to deal with the two of them, quietly having her meal.
After she finished eating, she quietly watched as the father and son ate and played around.
The father and son saw Liang Zhaoyi smiling tenderly at them, and immediately became well-behaved, not daring to fool around anymore, obediently having their meal.
Sun Kui internally wondered: Although Liang Zhaoyi is smiling tenderly, why does he find it very terrifying?
After lunch, the Emperor deliberately played a trick, examining Zhao Yao’s studies.
Angry, Zhao Yao directly bumped his head into his chest, and he picked Zhao Yao up, tickling his little son.
Father and son started play-fighting again.
Liang Zhaoyi sat by reading a book, not watching the father and son wrestling on the couch.
After a while of playing, Zhao Yao got tired and lay on the Emperor’s chest, drowsily falling asleep.