It's been three days.
The ministers kneeled on the ground and Yu Guang secretly glanced at the little dumping in the emperor's arms. The emperor's mouth was drawn straight, his face was complex, but he looked handsome anyways.
Three days ago, the emperor picked up a small dumpling. According to the guards who witnessed the incident, the child looked very miserable.
Dirty like a beggar, with dry hair tied up in a knot, thin and small, mixed in the crowd. The child's eyes appeared particularly large as they looked blankly around. According to Master Lin's words, that ugly beggar could be a little thief.
That day, the emperor passed in front of her and the little dumpling, that jumped from god-knows-where, rushed over to hug the emperor's thigh while grinning. Her voice was unexpectedly nice and tender:"Daddy!"
What did 'daddy' mean? Masten Lin couldn't understand it. The emperor, who was much wiser and mightier, also couldn't understand it.
His first reaction was, surprisingly, not throw the dirty dumpling away or order her blood to be splashed on the spot, but frown and ask: "Daddy?"
The little girl looked up, her face revealed a pair of big dark eyes that looked at him in admiration: "Although Daddy changed his hair, YinYin didn't forget him!"
What happened later, Master Lin couldn't believe his eyes.
He followed the emperor's movement and, after the emperor heard those words, his tight brows didn't loose. When Master Lin thought that the dumpling's blood was about to be splattered on the ground, the emperor stretched out his clean hand and lifted the dirty dumpling from his leg.
"Get out," he said.
After the dumpling was pushed away, she stumbled for a while. The tall man turned around and left, but only walked four or five steps away. The dumpling didn't cry but, instead, chased him with short legs.
"Dad, dad, wait for me!"
"Daddy, why aren't you talking?"
A low milky voice was heard behind him, accompanied by a small, almost imperceptible nasal sound that made Master Lin look back. The dumpling's legs were two short and, even if it was five or fix steps, it took a while for the kid to catch up to them.
People came and went on the street and a small group of children were playing around, surrounded by adults. That child was not tall enough and was soon drowned in the crowd.
Master Lin, a steel man, felt his heart ache. After a moment looking at it, he couldn't bear it anymore and spoke: "Your Imperial Majesty? That child is still chasing after Your Majesty."
Master Lin is not defenseless and neither the emperor's physical power is low. This is to say, even if the dirty dumpling has some bad intentions, the child doesn't really have enough power to do anything to them.
That child was too thin and small. It looks like it's been a long time since she had a good meal.
Hearing that, the man in front was not shaken at all. The sharp and beautiful face was indifferent and didn't move even a strand of hair. His steps also continued large and rhythmic, neither fast or slow.
Master Lin was bitter for not getting an answer. He wanted to slap himself, why didn't you worry about your own business? How is this alright? It has caused the emperor to reject you. Do you want to fix it?
Master Lin, as the leader of the guardsmen, is also a great figure in the emperor's eyes. He dare not say how well he knew the emperor, but he had two or three points with him.
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