Chapter 883: Chapter 884 He’s Too Tired Chapter 883: Chapter 884 He’s Too Tired After seeing An Jing off, Xiao Changyi withdrew his gaze and said to Eunuch Fu, “Prepare a al.”
Eunuch Fu imdiately understood and hurriedly had soone fetch a al from the Imperial Kitchen.
Without saying anything to the Emperor of Xiyun inside Fenghua Palace, Xiao Changyi took the al and carried it himself, then pushed open the door to Feng Palace.
Upon entering, he then closed the door of Feng Palace behind him.
Feng Palace was vast, but Xiao Changyi had no interest in admiring it; he simply began to look for soone. It was only when he saw the Emperor of Xiyun sitting in front of a desk in the inner hall of Feng Palace that he let out a small sigh of relief.
Xiao Changyi walked over and placed the al on the desk.
The Emperor of Xiyun did not even look at Xiao Changyi, but he opened his mouth, his voice low and filled with sorrow, “When your imperial mother was still with us, she and I would always sit at this desk, drinking tea, playing chess, writing, and talking.”
Xiao Changyi did not say anything, nor did he tell the Emperor of Xiyun to eat. He simply sat down, crossing his legs, opposite the Emperor of Xiyun.
“Ever since your imperial mother passed away,” the Emperor of Xiyun continued in a low voice, “every ti I co here, I sit alone for the entire day.”
Xiao Changyi did not speak, but he arranged the bowl and chopsticks in front of the Emperor of Xiyun, making it clear that he wanted the Emperor to eat.
Only then did the Emperor of Xiyun glance at Xiao Changyi before quickly lowering his eyes, staring blankly at the al in front of him for a long ti before picking up the chopsticks and chewing on a piece of lean at.
And as he chewed, he began to cry. He wept uncontrollably.
His cries were beyond his control.
His body shook with sobs.
With the lean at still not chewed properly, still in his mouth, he cried out, tears streaming, his words unclear, “How could he… He was also… my son…”
Seeing the Emperor of Xiyun in such distress, Xiao Changyi’s face showed no expression, as if he was indifferent, but inside, he also felt uneasy.
The few who truly cared for him included the Emperor of Xiyun, this foster father of his.
The Emperor of Xiyun cried for a while before stopping. He did not eat anymore and instead got up, shuffling toward the bed he had once shared with his Empress as if he had aged several years.
“Yi Er, I am tired. Let lie down for a while,” said the Emperor of Xiyun weakly to Xiao Changyi as he lay down on the bed.
As soon as the Emperor of Xiyun lay down, he closed his eyes.
His aged face was filled with weariness.
Xiao Changyi glanced sideways, watching the lying Emperor of Xiyun intently for a long while before getting up and walking out with the al, which the Emperor had only taken one bite of.
As he stepped out of Feng Palace, Xiao Changyi saw his wife standing at the entrance.
Upon seeing him co out, his wife quickly approached to inquire, “My lord, how is the Emperor Father?”
While handing the al in his hand over to Eunuch Fu, Xiao Changyi replied to his wife, “Nothing’s wrong; he’s just tired and has gone to sleep.”
An Jing glanced at the closed door of Feng Palace and then said, “You haven’t eaten yet, right? Co on, you should eat sothing first.”
Xiao Changyi did not agree and did not walk with An Jing. Instead, he asked, “Have you eaten?”
An Jing shook her head.
Only then did Xiao Changyi take An Jing’s hand and walk with her, “Then let’s go eat.”
Their four children had already been fed by An Jing and were playing in Fenghua Palace, with many Palace Attendants watching over them, so nothing should happen.
Xiao Changyi and An Jing didn’t have much appetite themselves. They ate very little and, after instructing the Palace Attendants to keep a good watch on their four children, An Jing and Xiao Changyi returned to the entrance of Feng Palace to stand guard.
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