The reborn emperor, you are dismissed

Chapter 639 Why, Zhi'er Wants to Learn?
"My lord, don't run away—"

Huangfu Jie ran in front, and the mother of the palace followed behind, panting and chasing.

"Mother Li, come and catch me—"

The imperial palace is much bigger than the royal mansion, and it is a pleasure to run.

The nurse looked at the little prince beside him who was walking steadily step by step, feeling relieved and sad.

When he was one year old, he was still a little childish, but recently he has become more calm and calm.

Probing and persuading: "Why don't you...go play?"

Huangfuzhi shook his head: "It's boring."

The nurse was helpless, and thought to you, what is interesting.

"Brother ran away and came back again." Trying to form words to express his thoughts, "Waste."

Waste of physical strength, waste of energy, such a stupid thing, why do it.

"Hey, that being said, but..."

Just about to explain what it means to let go of one's nature, Mother Li's exclamation sounded:

"Little ancestor, that's the school field!"

"School?" The little prince asked curiously, tilting his head.

The woman obeyed the empress' instructions, although she thought that the little boy would not be able to understand, she still said truthfully: "It is a place for martial arts training and training for guards."

After thinking for a while, Huangfuzhi gently tugged at the corner of the nanny's clothes, raised his little hand to beg for a hug: "Go and see."

When they arrived, Huangfu Jie had already run back, and vaguely heard the movement of weapons coming from inside.

Nanny Li waved her hand, signaling to leave quickly: "The emperor is practicing sword."

"Brother, it's boring." The little prince said seriously.

Sensitively capturing the word "Emperor", the little prince asked crisply, "Is it the emperor?"

"Ah, yes."

Immediately pointing forward, he said more firmly: "Look."

"Then I'll go play by myself." Huangfu Jie felt that this younger brother was a bit "stupid", so he decided to abandon him.

"Hey, little prince—"

The hard-working Nanny Li was out of breath, and staggered to catch up again.

The wet nurse was holding the little prince with short legs and was stopped at the entrance of the school grounds.

"The important place of the school grounds, please do not disturb idlers." The guards dutifully stopped them.

Before the woman could speak, Huangfu said in a milky voice:

"Look at Father."

The wet nurse took out a token, which was bright black.

The guard was startled, and hurriedly bowed: "See the prince."

Then said: "Please wait for the humble official to report."

"No." The little face sank slightly, and the tone could not be questioned, "Look at the father, practice."

Of course the guards didn't dare to let them in like this, so they made a compromise and asked a colleague to lead them to a corner of the venue.

Huangfuzhi leaned sideways, holding the nanny's lapel with one hand to maintain balance, and aimed at the people in the field.

The figure of that person is strong and vigorous, like a swimming dragon.

Holding a long black sword in his hand, he slashed through a gust of wind, picked up the fallen leaves all over the ground, stabbed them with lightning speed, and turned around to split.

The sword danced faster and faster, like a black dragon, flying up and down, coiling left and right.

The little prince stared at him for a moment, his jet-black eyes were shining, and he was almost reluctant to blink.

In the end, the man lightly tapped the ground with his sword, turned around and leaped into the air, holding a sword flower, and the leaves fell like stars.

"Father—"

Huangfu Yue adjusted her breath, took the cloth towel handed over by the palace man, wiped off the thin sweat on her forehead, and suddenly heard a familiar call.

Surprised to follow the prestige, feel incredible.

"Your majesty." The wet nurse bowed her knees apologetically and blessed her, and said with a look of embarrassment, "It's really the little prince..."

Seeing his son's eyes fixed on the long sword in his hand, he smiled: "Why, Zhi'er wants to learn?"

"Yes!" He replied without hesitation.

Slightly stunned, he took the little prince from the woman's arms with one hand, and carried him to the center of the arena.

(End of this chapter)