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The second thousand five hundred and ninety-five chapters also give the mother a whimper

The waiter nodded obediently: "My mother, please ask."

Yun Dai touched his soft cheeks and asked softly: "Tell me, do you want to be the King of Northern Qi in your heart?"

The waiter nodded and shook his head again.

Yun Dai smiled and said, "Do you want it or not?"

"The son is a minister, the father and the emperor are the king. Whatever the king wants is the minister, the minister will do." The waiter looked serious and his little face was tense.

Yun Dai laughed, shaking his forehead ached faintly.

She hurriedly reached out and pressed her forehead, held back her smile, and pinched the waiter's face: "At a young age, she speaks in an old age. She looks like pretending. You are different from your prince's brother. He is born with a mature and you are very tender!"

The waiter's little face was a little confused: "What Keerchen said is the fact. How can he be the king of Northern Qi in the future? Of course, he must decide between his father and the emperor."

"Your father loves you and will ask for your opinion."

"Then I will listen to my father."

"Then, of course I have to listen..."

Yun Dai looked at the waiter's tender face and felt a little strange.

What question was she asking at first?

She asked if she was the waiter who wanted to be the King of Northern Qi. Shouldn’t a normal child directly answer what he thought or didn’t want to?

But the child said it, but he did not answer the question positively at all.

He didn't say he wanted, nor did he say he didn't want.

Instead, he said that he could not make decisions and he followed his father's everything.

Now Zhao Yuanjing's intention is obviously to let the waiter inherit the throne of Northern Qi. He said that he should listen to his father.

That is to say...

Yun Dai frowned slightly.

It seems that the waiter still wants to be the King of Northern Qi in his heart.

He is now eight years old, not too old, but he is just a child. But he is not very young. In the context of the ancient royal family, children generally puberty and understand everything they should understand.

But why would such a young child want to be the King of Northern Qi?

Even if he does not become the King of Northern Qi, as the emperor's youngest son and the only younger brother of the prince, he will definitely be awarded the title of Prince in the future.

Does he really know so much, or is there someone instigating him behind it?

Yun Dai's head started to hurt again.

Children are upset when they are not sensible, but they are too sensible.

The waiter frowned and said quietly, "Are you angry?"

Yun Dai came back to his senses, looked down at him, and smiled and said, "My mother is not angry."

"Is the mother tired, sleepy? Or is the wound hurt?"

"It's a little bit." Yun Dai smiled and touched his soft black hair.

The waiter stood up, tiptoed, exhaled to her forehead, and said softly: "When my son fell, my mother gave me a hug. Now my mother is in pain, so my son is also giving me a hug."

"The waiter is so considerate."

"Does the mother still feel pain?"

"Not hurt at all."

The waiter showed a innocent smile: "The queen mother should have a good meal, drink medicine, and sleep well. Tomorrow morning, my son will come over to pay my respects to the queen mother."

"Go." Yun Dai held on for a long time, and her eyelids could hardly be opened. Before the waiter could leave Fengyi Palace, she fell into a deep sleep.

She slept for most of the day.

Zhao Yuanjing came over during dinner. She was still sleeping, breathing evenly and long, and her complexion was slightly pink.

His face looked much better than during the day.

Zhao Yuanjing sat by the bed and watched for a long time. Seeing that she had no intention of waking up, she was reluctant to wake her up, so she went back hungry again.
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