After the Boss Retires, He Becomes Obsessed with Raising Cubs

Xie Shen noticed the smile in his father's eyes, his small eyebrows were wrinkled into a ball, and he subconsciously grabbed the corner of his father's clothes in a panic.

When I came back to my senses, I suddenly realized that I had wrinkled my father's dragon robe, and my face turned pale from fright. I wanted to help my father smooth the sleeves when my father was not paying attention. When he came out, he was held by his father.

The little hand Xie Hui held in his palm was cold, and after patiently helping him to warm it, he asked softly:

"Shen'er, what's wrong?"

Xie Shen, who struggled for a moment, still planned to take the initiative to admit his mistake to his father.

"I shouldn't wrinkle my father's clothes."

The client had once lost his temper with the child because of similar things, so now the child is very frightened when he hears about it.

In the heart of the client, imperial power is greater than everything else, and he is in awe of everything related to imperial power. As an emperor, this is always the case, so he naturally does not tolerate the slightest blasphemy from others.

Even if it's just a piece of clothing.

"No problem."

Xie Hui smoothed out the wrinkled clothes casually. Just at this time, the clean clothes had been delivered, and some eunuchs who would look at His Majesty had already prepared hot water.

When the nanny serving the prince was about to take over the prince from His Majesty, Xie Hui had already passed her with the child and walked behind the screen.

Mammy was stunned for a moment, then subconsciously followed.

Hot water has been prepared behind the screen, which is steaming in winter, and a burning brazier is placed on one side, making the hall quite warm.

Xie Hui helped him take off his clothes one by one, and put them aside casually. Xie Shenci's white face was already flushed, and he wanted to refuse but didn't know how to speak. I dare not say a word.

The rule of the royal family is to have grandchildren but not sons. Although Xie Shen was named the crown prince at the age of one, everyone in the palace knew that it was because His Majesty had few heirs, and he was the only healthy prince.

And that Song nobleman, even if he gave birth to the prince, still has not received much favor from His Majesty.

When Xie Shen was appointed as the crown prince, His Majesty never set foot in the harem again, and put all his thoughts on government affairs.

It was also the first time for Xie Shen to be so close to his father, before he got into the tub, his whole body looked like boiled shrimp.

When he saw that his father was holding a towel in his hand and wanted to help him take a bath, Xie Shen boldly hugged his father's hand with both hands, and said to his father in a soft and soft voice:

"I, father, my son will do it himself."

Xie Hui pulled out his hand without much effort, and said in a low voice:

"You don't want your father to help you?"

"No."

Xie Shen denied it at first, but after recovering, he had already lost the right to refuse.

Xie Hui patiently helped him take a bath, changed his clothes, and casually threw him on the bed where the client usually rests in the side hall, turned his head and said:

"Go to Tai Hospital to cook some **** soup and send it over."

After all, they had been kneeling in the snow for such a long time, and the death rate of children in ancient times was high. In addition, children under the age of four are prone to illness, so we can only be more careful.

Xie Shen was only wearing pajamas, huddled under the quilt, poking out only one head, looking at his father curiously, still remembering the previous incident in his heart, and only after his father finished speaking, he asked carefully. road:

"Father, can I go see my mother and concubine for the last time?"

Xie Hui didn't want to leave the child with a lifelong regret like the client did, but he also didn't want Song Guiren to fulfill his wish.

The client could see that she was pregnant, and saved her father from exile. However, her father did not repent, and still relied on his own identity to rob civilian women, killing a woman in vain.

Both the client and Xie Hui felt that Song Guiren's father's death was not a pity.

Especially Song Guiren wanted to use Xie Shen to gain sympathy for her father, Xie Hui would not condone it no matter what.

"If you want, of course it is possible."

Seeing that Xie Shen wanted to crawl out of the bed after he finished saying this, Xie Hui hurriedly held down the quilt, stared down at his urgent appearance, and said in a low voice:

"If it's your mother and concubine, it's indeed the last time, and I won't refuse, but what if it's not the last time?"

The client didn't want the child to be contaminated with Song Guiren's pettiness since he was a child, so when he was young, he was not allowed to contact Song Guiren, and the relationship with Song Guiren was not deep.

If you really want to count it, the reason why Xie Shen is worried about his mother and concubine now is because mother and child are mostly by nature.

"Father, what do you mean by that?"

Xie Shen was pinned under the quilt and couldn't get up, although he was anxious, he didn't dare to disobey his father's wishes, his brow started to sweat.

"Sleep for a while after using the **** soup, and I will let you see your mother and concubine after you wake up."

Xie Shen knew that his father didn't like his mother and concubine, and he had heard from the palace people that since his birth, his father had never set foot in the harem, so it was rare for his father to nod his head and let him go to see his mother and concubine.

After coaxing himself in his heart, Xie Shen nodded in agreement.

"Yes, father."

The spicy taste of the **** soup was not pleasant. It was rare that this child was not crying and coaxing like ordinary children. He frowned and drank it all. After drinking, he obediently shrank into the bed.

Xie Hui stood by the side, staring at the small bulge on the bed, thinking about the nobleman Song in his heart.

The client doesn't like Song Guiren, Xie Hui is even more so, if he wants to be emotionally involved with a woman, he would rather go to the ultimate version of the infinite world to fight bosses every day.

And since Song Guiren's father did such a thing, it is absolutely impossible to spare him, otherwise, what is the law?

However, the object of the task in this world is still a young child, and when he is less than four years old, he is longing for maternal love. Even if his mother doesn't get along with him often, or even doesn't love him at all, it still can't change the fact that he misses his mother.

At this moment, Xie Shen, who couldn't sleep under the quilt, cautiously poked out a furry head from under the quilt, wanting to see if his father had left, but accidentally met the eyes of his father who was standing beside the bed, hurriedly He retracted again, and his heart began to beat wildly.

Xie Hui was amused by his swift action, coughed to hold back the smile, stood up and walked out, made the door closing movement very obvious, so as to reassure him.

After returning to the study to make the table case, Xie Hui opened a memorial, but it was rare that he couldn't read a single word.

It would be fine if Song Guiren loved Xie Shen, but it is obvious that Song Guiren only regards Xie Shen as a tool that can be used.

These words do not make sense to a three-year-old child, even if someone told him a hundred times that his mother and concubine are not good people, he would not believe it, but might feel that the person who said such words had bad intentions.

Xie Hui leaned back on the chair, closed the memorial and threw it aside. At this moment, the **** came forward and rubbed his temples to relieve his fatigue.

"Can you send the imperial physician to see Song Guiren?"

"The imperial physician has already gone to see him, Your Majesty, and he said that there is nothing wrong with Mr. Song other than his frailty..."

The implication is that the news of her serious illness is false.

"Order, go and bring Song Guiren's father, Song Guiren's mother and younger brother to the capital."

Perhaps it was because Xie Hui's temperament was more or less tinged with the client's fickleness, since he couldn't think of a perfect solution, he planned to cut the mess quickly.

"Behead Song Guiren's father in front of her. Remind her that if she dares to use the crown prince again, I will cut off one of her brother's fingers."

"If she dares to seek death again, I will send her mother and younger siblings to accompany her underground."

"If you dare to talk nonsense in front of the crown prince, I will cut off her mother's tongue."

"If she wants her younger siblings and mother to survive, she will obediently act as a loving mother in front of the prince."

After listening to His Majesty's orders, Tai Tai was also frightened by His Majesty's cruelty. She rubbed His Majesty violently, quickly withdrew her hand and knelt on the ground to plead guilty.

"Your Majesty, the slave knows his mistake."

Xie Hui waved his hand lightly, and then picked up the memorial. There are a lot of memorials here. If they haven't finished processing today, they will be delivered tomorrow.

"It's okay, let's do it."

It's not like the entrusting person, who punishes the people around him if he doesn't like it a little bit.

The little guy who was sleeping in the next room didn't wake up until evening. He took a warm bath, changed his clothes, drank **** soup, and slept very peacefully.

When the meal was being served here, Mammy walked in leading Xie Shen who was wearing a big red coat.

The child's skin was originally white, but the bright red lined it up even more festively, especially with a tiger hat on his head and rabbit fur rolled around the sides of his clothes, which looked extraordinarily aura.

"My son pays respects to Father Emperor."

Xie Shen knelt down about half a step away from Xie Hui, Xie Hui hummed lightly, and waved at him.

With the experience of the incident in the afternoon, Xie Shen ran very fast this time, and ran to the father's side with just one step on his short legs.

The winking **** quickly moved a stool over, Xie Hui carried him to the stool and sat down, while the maid serving on the other side took the bowls and chopsticks.

"Accompany father to have dinner together."

"Yes."

The child was educated by the client since he was a child, that as a prince, he must look like a prince, not to be too childish, not to be too frivolous, not to show his preference when eating, etc.

It's like setting up a huge framework, stuffing the child in it, and letting him grow up according to the client's expectations.

Xie Hui noticed that he had been staring at the sweet and sour pork ribs for a while, so he pinched a piece for him. Seeing how his cheeks were stuffed and chewing very hard, he felt an inexplicable desire to poke his soft cheeks .

"What is the father doing staring at his son?"

After Xie Shen swallowed the thing wrapped in his mouth, he looked up curiously at his father.

Now that the lamp was lit, the candlelight fell into his black eyes, Xie Hui's heart softened inexplicably, and he picked up a handkerchief to help him wipe off the sauce that was inadvertently stained on the corner of his mouth.

"Be careful when eating."

After being reminded by Xie Hui, Xie Shen obviously restrained himself a lot when eating, and he ate a bowl of rice by himself without the need for others to serve him.

In fact, he still wanted to eat another piece of sweet and sour pork ribs, but seeing that his father had already put down the bowl and chopsticks, he hurriedly put down the chopsticks in his hand.

After dinner, the old saying is repeated.

"Father, son, can you go see mother and concubine now?"