Zhu Boshi came out from Concubine Li and rushed back. If Zhu Boshi hadn't told his mother that Zhu Yicheng wanted to see her, Concubine Li would have to leave her son for food.

After finally comforting his mother, Zhu Boqi got out. Thinking that he had been delaying so much time with his mother, Qiqige was still waiting for him, and Zhu Boqi was a little faster.

When he returned to the small hall, as soon as Zhu Bowei stepped onto the steps, he heard a familiar voice calling him for his whole life. When he turned his head and saw his father's close servant Xiao Jiangzi guarding the left side of the hall gate.

"Eunuch Jiang, why are you here..."

"Second Master, the Emperor is inside." Xiao Jiangzi said softly.

"The father is here? That Qiqige..." Zhu Boqi was stunned.

Xiao Jiangzi nodded and smiled at him. Zhu Boqi originally planned to take Qiqige to pay homage. Unexpectedly, Zhu Yicheng came to the palace by himself. He had been away for so long, and he didn't know when Zhu Yicheng came. Qiqige was in the palace, and he didn't know what would happen after they met. Thinking of this, Zhu Boqi suddenly felt up and down. He was worried that Qiqige would hit Zhu Yicheng inadvertently. If this was the case, it would be bad.

With a nervous mood, Zhu Boqi pushed open the hall door, thinking in his heart that if Qiqige messed with Zhu Yicheng, he would ask his father to forgive her no matter what.

But who would have thought that as soon as he entered the hall, he heard Zhu Yicheng's hearty laughter coming from inside. Zhu Bowei's voice was very familiar, but he rarely heard such laughter from his father. Curiously, Zhu Bowei walked towards the place where the sound came, turned the curtain in front. When Zhu Bowei saw Zhu Yicheng and Qiqige, he couldn't help but widen his eyes.

I saw Zhu Yicheng and Qiqige squatted over there in a corner of the hall. That’s right! They were not sitting on a chair, but squatted!

The Emperor of Ming Dynasty was squatting invisibly like an ordinary person, holding a piece of pastry that had been chewed off in his hand, and laughing happily. As for his Qiqige, he was next to Zhu Yicheng, and he was chewing something in his mouth, and his hands were exaggerated, as he was talking.

"Is there such a thing? Is it true or false?" Zhu Yicheng laughed and was a little disbelief.

"Of course it's true!" Qiqige seemed a little angry at Zhu Yicheng's retort, and sang with his cheeks and said, "Uncle, you are from the Central Plains and have never been to the grassland. We Mongolians never lie. If you don't believe it, I will take you to see it another day. By the way, uncle, will you ride a horse? It doesn't matter if you don't know. I'll teach you, it's very easy to ride a horse. I have a jujube horse that runs the fastest in the tribe. I'll ride it for you at that time."

"Okay! Riding a horse is a beautiful thing!" Zhu Yicheng clapped his hands and laughed: "When we arrived on the grassland, the horse galloped, and the grassland was vast. There is a saying that the sky was vast and the wilderness was vast. The wind blows the grass and sees cattle and sheep! "

As soon as this was said, Qiqige suddenly widened his eyes and gave a thumbs up in admiration: "Uncle, are you talking about poetry? You are so amazing that you can write poetry as soon as you say it. It's amazing!"

"Haha! Hahaha!" Zhu Yicheng burst into laughter. He did not explain that this poem was not written by himself, but was written by the ancients.

During the half hour of talking with Qiqige, this young and straightforward Mongolian girl conquered the master of the Ming Dynasty with her innocence and straightforwardness. Zhu Yicheng has rarely laughed as happily as today since she claimed to be emperor. With Qiqige, Zhu Yicheng seemed to feel that she returned to her youth, and all her worries and sorrows disappeared without a trace under the bright sunshine of Qiqige.

Zhu Bowei stood blankly not far away. He had never seen his father look like this before, and for a moment he was at a loss.

Just when he didn't know what, Qiqige seemed to feel something. He looked up in the direction of Zhu Boqi. Seeing that Zhu Boqi was back, she jumped up quickly and ran to Zhu Boqi with her hands holding Zhu Boqi's arm: "You're back, by the way, I just met an uncle, this uncle is so good. I know that I'm hungry and I have made a lot of delicious food. Are you hungry too? I've left some for you..."

"My son has met his father..."

Zhu Boqi twitched his lips. I didn't know if it was better to laugh or not, so he forced himself to bow his hands to salute Zhu Yicheng.

"Okay, there is no need to do this at home. Besides, you are a soldier now. Since you are a soldier, you should be a military salute." Zhu Yicheng patted his butt and stood up, and taught his son a lesson in a big way. After saying that, Zhu Yicheng noticed that he was still holding half a piece of pastry in his hand. He thought about it and stuffed it directly into his mouth, and then clapped his hands carelessly.

"Uncle, you..." Qiqige was not stupid. She immediately noticed the abnormality between Zhu Boqi and Zhu Yicheng, and looked at Zhu Yicheng with inquiring eyes.

"Girl, I am his son, he is my son." Zhu Yicheng reached out and pointed at Zhu Boqi and smiled.

Qiqige suddenly realized that she originally thought that Zhu Yicheng was just an ordinary uncle, but she didn't expect that this was Zhu Boqi's father. Didn't she come here just to visit Zhu Boqi's father? Thinking about how she had laughed with Zhu Yicheng for so long, even Qiqige, who was usually straightforward for a while, could not help but feel a little embarrassed.

"Silly girl, where is the cheerfulness just now?" Zhu Yicheng quipped with a smile.

Qiqige blushed with embarrassment. She was straightforward, but she was not stupid. But soon she returned to normal and said to Zhu Yicheng with some complaints: "Uncle, you are really, you didn't say it earlier. If you said it earlier, I won't call you uncle..."

"Hahaha, it's okay not to call the uncle, just call him father in the future."

As soon as Zhu Yicheng said this, Qiqige was still a little stunned, but Zhu Boqi instantly showed an ecstatic smile. Zhu Yicheng recognized Qiqige, which made him cheer in his heart. He hurriedly pulled Qiqige and knelt down at Zhu Yicheng.

"My son and Qiqige thank you for your father..."

"Thank you..." Qiqige subconsciously followed Zhu Boqi's words, but she seemed to think of something as soon as she said the word Xie. In fact, Zhu Boqi had already mentioned his father once just now, but Qiqige didn't react at that time, but now she suddenly remembered what the father meant.

"Father? Shuyu...Uncle..."

Qiqige widened his eyes and looked around for a while.

"Qiqige, my father is actually the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty, and the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty. I don't call him Chen Shouyu. I am the second son of my father. My name is Zhu Boqi. I'm sorry, I didn't tell you the truth before, you won't blame me, right?" Zhu Boqi explained with guilt while holding Qiqige's hand.
Chapter completed!