C61 (2/2)

Emperor Qinghe had said just now, but even ruyi hadn't thought of that. Who would've thought that the normally ungossipy Honorable Master Qian was now telling the truth?

When he saw Ru Yi crying so miserably, he also felt a little disheartened. After all, his mother was different. If his father were to have something in the future …

”The honored tutor should get up as well.” Emperor Daohe waved his hand, then turned and headed to the side hall to look at his daughter.

He had followed her for several years. From the third princess to the third princess, he had protected her every time she traveled, so even if there was a new guard commander, he wasn't afraid.

What's more, why had he been reduced to the position of vice commander? Would the princess just ignore him?

The outsider said that the woman was determined and cold, but Zhou Xuan felt that she was extremely affectionate and soft-hearted. The servants of the Eastern Palace were afraid of Manager Li Qing, afraid of Li Rou, and afraid of Senior Servant Lin.

There are bound to be many sleepless nights.

Ru Yi woke up dripping with sweat from her dream, but no sound came out of her mouth.

Emperor Qinghe was sitting on the edge of her bed, dozing off. He was startled awake by her actions. When he saw her covering her neck with her hands, his face turned deathly pale. He immediately called for the imperial physician.

Li Jing flew out and Imperial Physician Tu followed him into the inner room.

Ru Yi didn't know what to say, but her eyes fell on the back of Emperor Qing He's hand.

Her hair was unbound and she still looked like the young lady who had just arrived at the palace and could not sleep at night. Her silent crying immediately softened Emperor Qing He's heart. He half embraced her and took her hand, indicating that he should check her pulse.

Doctor Tu looked at her throat again.

”Your throat is a little red and swollen. Your highness drank it for two to three days and will recover soon.”

Ru Yi's body had been excellent all these years. She was suffering from minor ailments, but this time her throat was dry and sore. She was unable to speak.

”It's fine, don't be afraid, don't be afraid, it's just that you're crying. royal father is here.” Right now, he didn't even have the time to take a bite of Du Su's vinegar.

She gave him a red-eyed look, and Emperor Qinghe wiped away the tears at the corners of her eyes. ”We're all big girls, why are you so timid?” I won't blame you. ”

Ru Yi blinked, her eyes full of questions. ”Really?”

”Really.” Emperor Qing He secretly let out a sigh of relief. He turned his head and asked, ”Imperial Physician Tu, can you drink some honey water like this?” He asked very carefully.

”It would be good for His Highness to have the honey go to the fire and drink this.”

”Bring this year's tribute of honey and add warm water for your highness to drink.”

She was also afraid that her royal father would vent his anger on her mother and Qianyun. She didn't know if her royal father knew about it, but when she thought about it like this, her relaxed heart rose again, and her eyes were no longer red, but pink like fresh tender peach blossoms.

Since royal father's anger was no more, it was good for anyone. She didn't know what to do at that time, so she could only cry.

Only then did royal father become under her control. But this method of crying was really too tiring, it hurt the mind and hurt the body, she had to think of a way to make royal father lose his temper.

Ru Yi pursed her lips, and as Emperor Qing He unhesitatingly smoothed her hair, she leaned her head against his shoulder and took his hand. She wrote, ”Am I going to become a mute?”

Emperor Qinghe frowned as he understood. He then laughed. ”How old are you? Why are you still talking to this child?!”

”Then if I'm dumb, royal father won't take me.” Ru Yi bit her lips and wrote on the ground.

”Nonsense, you are royal father's child, I am unwilling to give it to others.”

”If royal father doesn't want it anymore, give me back to mother, right?” When Ru Yi thought of her mother, she started crying again.

”Don't even think about it. You are my child. In the future, you will take over my throne and become an emperor. The history books will remember that. Don't even think about it.”

When Qing He, Di Chun, heard this, he bit his lips and nodded. He wrote in his hand,

”Mistress Xiao Hui said that Wei Zhao is dead, and she doesn't want me anymore …” Tears rolled down his face as he finished writing.

In his mind, aside from wanting Ru Yi to have a good background, he was also afraid that once the Du Family found out about Ru Yi's identity, they would have thoughts that they shouldn't have. Hence, he had even thought about letting her live on as long as he was alive, and if he couldn't do it, he would have to watch Du Su walk in front of him before he could relax.

The Grand Preceptor's heart was too soft. Not only did he know of this, even Emperor Qing He was well aware of this.

Emperor Qing He didn't even reveal a single word of his secretive thoughts, not even to Senior Official Zheng.

Who would have thought that after knowing that her daughter was still alive, the Du Family would have such an experience. It wasn't in vain for her to owe them a debt of gratitude.

Perhaps it was because she couldn't speak, but Ru Yi was actually able to write something that was difficult to say, ”The servants don't know anything, don't punish them.”

”He thought that something had happened to the Imperial Tutor, so he ran over to the temple …”