My emperor loves thin waist

Chapter 173

Daming Mountain is located in the outskirts of Beijing, but it is a quiet place with luxuriant trees and lush greenery everywhere. Occasionally, a gust of breeze blows in the face, which also contains a touch of fresh air, which makes people feel refreshed.

Although the guards outside Huangzhuang did not recognize the current emperor, they knew about Zhou Yuan, the commander of the imperial guards who followed Zhao Hongyou, and even Zhou Yuan was respectful and courteous to the young prince, so he could understand the identity of this person immediately after thinking about it. It's not easy, and I didn't dare to inquire, so I rushed to report it.

After only a moment, the old manager of Huangzhuang came out personally, and respectfully led Zhao Hongyou and others in.

"The old slave shouldn't have come out to greet him, but the prince is unwell and not suitable for blowing air, and the princess is decocting medicine inside, so the old slave came out to greet him, please forgive me!" The boss bowed and explained.

"The boss is serious. I came here today, but the younger generation is visiting the elders. How dare the elders welcome them?" Zhao Hongyou said with a slight smile.

The old manager in front of him was personally selected by Emperor Taizu for King Qian. He has always been valued by King Qian. He has been loyal to his master for decades, so Zhao Hongyou naturally has to give him some face.

The two were polite to each other again, and the boss steward led Zhao Hongyou to the courtyard where King Qian lived.

"It's Yu'er here?" The mellow and hearty voice of a middle-aged man came from the room, and Zhao Hongyou couldn't help but smile, and strode into the room with big strides.

"Exactly, how does Uncle Huang know that he is a nephew?" Entering the inner room, he saw King Qian, who was wearing a coat, sitting on the bed with a smile, his eyes soft.

This is a gentle man who can't help but feel good at seeing him. Although he is close to the age of knowing his destiny, the years have not left too many marks on his face. calm.

This is the eldest son of the founding emperor of Daqi, His Royal Highness King Qian, the uncle of the current son Zhao Hongyou!

"Jin'er just left yesterday, so naturally it can't be him. Ah Zhong is eager to walk, but I know that the person who comes here must be someone I value. Besides You'er, who else could it be? Hahahaha!" Qian Wang said with a smile.

Attracted by his hearty laughter, Zhao Hongyou couldn't help showing a smile, and stepped forward to salute him, "Nephew Hongyou has seen Uncle Huang!"

King Qian helped him up with a smile, "You'er doesn't need to be polite."

Sitting down on the embroidered pier next to the bed, Zhao Hongyou met his kind eyes, saw him nodding with a slight smile, "I haven't seen you for a few months, Youer has grown more and more, and you can see the demeanor of my Daqi emperor in every gesture!"

Zhao Hongyou coughed lightly, his handsome face turned red when he praised him, "Uncle Huang is overrated, and my nephew deeply feels that there are many shortcomings, and he is far worse than his predecessors!"

"Hey, the times are different, so how can we compare? As long as you keep the community in your heart and think about the people everywhere, you will be a blessing to the country and the people." King Qian patted the back of his hand with a smile.

"But You'er is here?" A middle-aged woman came with soft footsteps, Zhao Hongyou got up quickly, and saw Princess Qian Yang came in holding a medicine bowl.

"I have seen the imperial aunt!"

"We're all in the same family, so why bother to be extra polite!" Princess Qian said with a smile as she put the medicine bowl on the table.

Zhao Hongyou's relationship with King Qian and his wife has always been a family ritual, and the etiquette and rules of the royal family have never been used here.

"Why do you drink these medicines again? The imperial physicians have said that these are just minor ailments, and they will be cured after a while. These bitter things, if you drink too much, even the breath is bitter." Seeing his wife again Coming here with the black medicine in his hand, His Royal Highness Qian, who was still gentle and steady just now, suddenly became bitter.

"I'm so afraid of suffering at such an age, I'm not afraid of Yu'er making fun of me!" Princess Qian gave him a helpless look, scooped up a spoonful of medicine and blew on it, before bringing it to her husband's mouth.

"You'er is not an outsider..." King Qian muttered a few words, but he opened his mouth obediently, letting his wife feed him the medicine spoon by spoon.

Zhao Hongyou smiled at the corner of his mouth, watching this scene with gentle eyes, and he was no stranger to the decades-long love for the emperor's uncle and aunt.It is this kind of couple who can go through countless ups and downs hand in hand, supporting each other until a hundred years.

(End of this chapter)