PFC Chapter 321 Revealing the truth
Chapter 321 Revealing the truth
In the afternoon, Fan Yanmu and Prince An accompanied the emperor to the front yard for lunch, while Princess An and Xiao Ruoling stayed in the backyard to warmly entertain the visiting female guests.
At this lively moment, the emperor announced the little guy's name - "Fan Mingxing". This name carries the expectations and blessings of the entire royal family.
The banquet lasted until the evening. The Emperor and the Empress quietly left the table shortly after it began. They knew very well that their presence would make the ministers restrained, so they returned to the palace early, leaving a space for freedom and joy.
As night falls, the family sits around the table and truly enjoys a warm and harmonious reunion dinner.
"Haha, I finally have a grandson to hug! Come here, kid, let grandpa hug you."
Xiao Zhixue was originally worried that the little guy might be a little shy because he had never met his grandfather. Unexpectedly, the little Niubao jumped into Prince An's arms without hesitation, his little hands tightly hugged Prince An's neck, and his pink little face pressed against Prince An's bearded face, looking particularly intimate.
This scene made Princess An and Xiao Zhixue feel jealous, but Prince An was overjoyed. He happily took off an exquisite jade pendant from his waist and carefully tied it around Fan Mingxing's neck.
Fan Yanmu on the side deliberately made a dissatisfied expression and jokingly said: "You kid, every time I, your father, get close to you, you want to run away. How come you are not afraid of your grandfather's beard pricking you when facing him?"
Xiao Zhixue covered her mouth and chuckled, thinking that this boy was really smart. He knew that his grandfather would not hurt him, but he still took the initiative to show goodwill.
The magic of blood relationship is that even a young child can keenly feel who treats him sincerely, and his little heart is as clear as a mirror.
The next morning, Prince An and his family sat together for breakfast. Prince An held Fan Mingxing in his arms and sat in the first seat, his face full of doting.
When Fan Yanmu and Xiao Zhixue walked in, they saw the grandfather and grandson talking happily and laughing. The scene was warm and beautiful, which warmed people's hearts.
Naturally, King An's words, which were full of majesty yet friendly, brushed through the hearts of everyone present like a spring breeze. Every word seemed so powerful that people could not help but concentrate and listen carefully.
And Fan Mingxing, the little babbling boy, would occasionally utter a few clearly recognizable words, which were like precious pearls scattered in the long river of conversation, making people unable to help laughing. The rest of the conversation seemed to be covered with mist, and the audience needed to put some effort to grasp its meaning.
A helpless smile flashed across Fan Yanmu's eyes. He looked at his father, Prince An, with a look of respect and worry in his eyes: "Father, your doting may accidentally make him become spoiled."
These words contain the sense of responsibility as the eldest son and the expectations for the future heir.
Prince An's expression immediately turned unhappy, as if the spring clouds were suddenly blown away by a gust of wind, "You kid, what nonsense! My grandson is the best, how could he be spoiled? I loved you so much in the beginning, and you have grown up to be a handsome and heroic man now, right?"
His tone was full of confidence and pride, as if he was stating an obvious fact.
Princess An, who was standing by, smiled gently. She shook her head and said in a gentle voice, "Ah, you two, father and son, are you not tired of bickering like this every time you meet? Come, sit down and have some tea."
There was a hint of teasing and helplessness in her words, but they were also full of cherishment for this warm scene at home.
Just as the atmosphere at home was gradually warming up, Nanny Cheng walked in lightly. Her steps were so light that they were almost silent, but she caused a stir when she announced the news: "Your Highness, someone from the palace just came to urgently invite Your Highness to enter the palace immediately, saying that there is something urgent."
Prince An frowned slightly, with a hint of worry between his brows, "Did you say what it was?"
His inquiries were brief and direct, revealing his urgency.
Nanny Cheng shook her head, looking somewhat confused. "The eunuch didn't elaborate, only saying that it was extremely urgent and the prince had to go there in person."
Faced with the sudden summons, Prince An had to carefully hand Fan Mingxing from his arms to Princess An, his eyes full of reluctance, "Then I'll go see what's going on, you guys have your meal first."
Before leaving, he couldn't help but gently stroke Fan Mingxing's round little head. The movement was delicate and gentle, full of the love and care of an elder.
Prince An's hurried back disappeared behind the door, leaving Princess An staring blankly, with uneasiness quietly spreading in her heart.
Xiao Zhixue keenly caught the change in her mother's mood. She comforted her softly, "Mother, it will be fine. Father is so powerful, he will definitely be able to handle everything."
Fan Yanmu followed closely behind, and joined the ranks of comforting in a mature and steady manner: "Don't worry, mother, the country is now peaceful and the people are safe. There will be no major issues that cannot be handled. Just relax."
After some careful consolation, Princess An's frown gradually relaxed, and the haze in her heart dissipated.
After Prince An arrived at the palace, he hurried to the imperial study under the guidance of a young eunuch.
Normally, Prince An's return to the capital coincided with the day of the court meeting, and he should have attended the court to discuss state affairs with his ministers. However, in view of his recent return to the capital, the emperor granted him special permission to rest for a few days first.
In the imperial study, Emperor Kangzhong was buried in documents, with memorials piled up like a mountain beside him.
The arrival of Prince An did not seem to interrupt his concentration. He pulled over a chair and sat down, looking relaxed and contented.
He got straight to the point and said to the eunuch standing beside him: "Have some snacks. I came here so early in the morning and I am starving."
Emperor Kang Zhong finally raised his head from his busy schedule, with a hint of surprise between his brows, "Why don't you have breakfast before coming here?"
Prince An sighed helplessly, with a hint of joking in his words, "Although I thought so in my heart, the eunuch who delivered the message kept saying that the matter was urgent, so I had no choice but to rush here."
Upon hearing this, Emperor Kang Zhong smiled faintly, "These subordinates always like to guess the emperor's intentions and worry about nothing."
Prince An was also infected by the relaxed atmosphere and responded with a smile: "This is a common thing. Let's not talk about them. My brother summoned me urgently. Is there something important that needs to be discussed?"
However, Prince An's question made the relaxed expression on Emperor Kang Zhong's face suddenly become solemn.
He picked up a document from the table and handed it to Prince An, "Take a look at this. We need to think carefully about how to deal with it."
Prince An took the heavy paper, his eyes sparkling with curiosity and inquiry.
"How dare these guys have second thoughts?"
Emperor Kang Zhong's tone was mixed with some dissatisfaction and helplessness. He nodded slightly and said, "This is still preliminary news. We have not yet obtained solid evidence to confirm their intention to rebel."
Prince An's deep eyes revealed some insight, "Don't worry, if they really want to do this, let them show their hand first. If there is no movement, we should not act rashly."
Emperor Kang Zhong nodded silently at Prince An's calm response, obviously approving of it.