Chapter 1255 - 12: The Emperor Turned Into a Dog
Chapter 1255: Chapter 12: The Emperor Turned Into a Dog
When the Emperor could finally run on the ground, the Princess gleefully chased after him. The Emperor circled around her, and the Princess giggled, squatting down to touch the puppy’s tail. The Emperor dodged left and right, teasing her to prevent her from touching him, and the Princess laughed even louder.
The Empress stood under the eaves watching the Princess and the puppy play, a smile also appearing on her face.
The Princess moved the dog’s bed next to her own, ensuring she watched the puppy sleep before she herself went to sleep every night. When eating, she would take a couple of bites then check to see if the puppy was eating. Only when she saw the puppy eating did she feel at ease to continue her meal.
The Emperor smacked his lips while eating the meat porridge, occasionally looking up at the Princess after a few bites. This feeling of being cherished at the heart’s core was really wonderful. He used to think that the Imperial Concubine cherished him, but this feeling was completely different.
At night, as usual, the Princess watched Lianhua bathe Tiantian, then dried him off herself, stroked Tiantian, and only then went to sleep. After the Princess fell asleep, the Emperor also closed his eyes to sleep.
But as he slept, he felt something unusual. He opened his eyes to find himself floating, drifting out from Tiantian’s body!
Could he return to his own body?
The Emperor joyfully spun in two circles and then floated back towards his palace.
But when he floated before his own body, no matter how he tried, he couldn’t re-enter. He continued to float in mid-air, watching the Empress Dowager order people to feed him medicine and clean his body.
Suddenly, he saw the last person he wanted to see, Prince De!
The Emperor always believed that the Empress Dowager and Prince De conspired against him, so he floated to the side, intending to listen to their conversation.
"Mother, when will the Emperor wake up? Handling state affairs is so troublesome."
What? Troublesome? Isn’t this what you most want? Haven’t you always wanted to replace me as Emperor?
"I don’t know either. What if he never wakes up, and you become Emperor since the Emperor has no sons yet?"
"No way!!! Being Emperor is exhausting; I just want to lazy around at home, eating, drinking, and having fun. I only want to be a carefree loafer."
Scoundrel! As a Prince, how can you have no ambition?
"But you always attend court diligently."
"That’s just to show the Emperor. You know how he despises lazy people. When I was a child, if I slacked off in practicing calligraphy, he could reprimand me all day, so naggy!"
"That’s true. Your brother is indeed difficult to serve. If you stayed home and didn’t attend court, he would say you lack ambition. But if you attended court diligently, he’d suspect you of wanting to replace him."
"What can I do? Mother likes me a little more, and the Emperor always suspects we want to join forces and oust him. Who wants to be Emperor? It’s exhausting, not to mention being manipulated by a bunch of women. Look at the Imperial Concubine; the Emperor believes everything she says. I think if she claimed her farts smelled good, the Emperor would believe her too."
Scoundrel, what nonsense are you saying? What do you mean I’m being manipulated by women?
"Nonsense, watch your words! You are a Prince, can’t you be more refined?" The Empress Dowager’s reprimand sounded.
Mother, isn’t your reprimand missing the point?
"How am I wrong? Look at the Empress, she is such a good person, and now she wants to dethrone her. Back when we were at the Prince Mansion, wasn’t the Empress kind to the Emperor? She always cared for us when we visited as kids, even packed up things we liked. If we got drunk, she’d cover for us, order people to bathe us, and change our clothes. Once, I fancied one of the Emperor’s horses, and when he wouldn’t give it to me, I cried, and the Empress secretly gave it to me. The Seventh Prince wanted a book from the Emperor, and the Emperor made him write three hundred essays before giving it. When the Empress checked, there were a few short, and she still covered for him, giving the book to the Seventh Prince..."
The Emperor listened, and his veins popped in anger. Did the Empress really spoil this group of brats that much?