Emperor Alexander Qian sat on the high chief throne, and the Concub!nes all retreated behind the curtains and in the tent. Only next to the dragon throne was there a soft couch, on which was vaguely visible a young man in luxurious clothes sitting.
At this time, the Queen Mother had been imprisoned, the Queen had been killed, and although Concub!ne Xian was about to be crowned as the Queen, she was not able to sit in the front as per the Queen's etiquette, and could only stay in the tent in anger. It was a pity that the seat she had longed to sit in was occupied by Nathaniel Shangguan, who did not want to stay there at all. Nathaniel Shangguan did not like the wind since he became stupid, and now the hunting ground was full of wind and sand, and he was sitting on it, feeling very unhappy, and kept complaining.
Emperor Alexander Qian knew that he would cry and make a fuss if he was not around, and would not take medicine properly, so he could only bring him to his side to look after him. For the time being, he could only coax him: "It will be over soon, let's go back, let's go back together, okay?"
Nathaniel Shangguan stared at him blankly for a while, then lowered his head and complained quietly, thinking that no one could hear him: "Who wants to go back with you... I really want to go back... I really want to sleep..."
Emperor Alexander Qian smiled and pinched his face. The little thing could already talk, was not so sleepy anymore, could eat and play by himself, and even climb trees. Hu Zhicheng said that this was a sign of improvement, and maybe one day he would think and act like a normal person.
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