"I miss my mother."

The little princess looked at him very sadly, which made Wei Chi feel the urge to get angry, and made a little girl over four years old who should be carefree and like a happy and simple deer, showing this expression, and everyone should go to hell.

Sighing, holding her hand, thinking for a while, picking her up, walking towards Queen Changsun's bedroom, and reaching the door, letting the little princess go in by herself, touching her little face, and saying, "Go in, the Queen is inside, tell her, you miss her very much."

"Tell me, will I be happy?"

"Yes! Because the Empress also misses Little Shizi."

"Um!"

The little princess nodded vigorously and ran in. Compared to her usual quiet appearance, she felt a sense of affection for Wei Chi. What a wonderful child.

After getting the little princess, there is also a young master, Li Zhi, who is still posing as a contemplator in the garden. Wei Chi feels that his life is really hard. Why did His Majesty Li Er give birth to smart children? I wonder if he is stupid, I wonder if smart children are more sensitive?

"How do you feel when you are in the autumn sun?"

Wei Chi sat down next to Li Zhi casually, regardless of whether he had dirty his robe. This little boy was a precocious little devil, and it was more appropriate to communicate with him in an equal way.

Li Zhi smiled at Wei Chi and continued to pose. Wei Chi sighed silently, stretched out his hand, put it on his shoulder, rubbed his head: "Okay, at a young age, why are you pretending to be a contemplator? Do you remember the butterfly I told you?"

"Remember."

"The current situation is when you break out of your cocoon and turn into a butterfly. Although it is painful, if you succeed, you will be reborn. You can only rely on yourself. Others can't help you. Do you understand what I mean?"

Li Zhi tilted his head and thought for a long time, feeling a little sad, a little disappointed, and a little unwilling to accept: "I understand, but I still worry. Can't I really help? Can't anyone? Is it okay, including Lord Wei?"

Wei Chi smiled bitterly: "My good prince, I am just a doctor, at most a little landlord, we are not a superman."

"Who is Superman? What is the landlord?"

"Superman, a guy who wears a red underwear outside, is extremely powerful and omnipotent. As for the landlord, he is just an idle person who is eating and waiting for death at home."

Xiao Zhengtai sneered, then calmed down, looked at Wei Chi with a gaze, and asked in a low voice: "...Is it really not possible?"

Wei Chi had no choice but to hold his neck, pulled it over to his arms, looked up at the clear sky, thought for a while, and said, "We can't control this problem, do you understand? Well, let's talk about it more specifically, let's give you an example. As for this person, everyone is like an independent house, and his heart is like the door of the house. If the master is willing to open it, others can enter. If the master disagrees, we can only watch it outside. There is no way, understand?"

Xiao Zhengta nodded with a sad face: "Why don't you like to open the door?"

Wei Chi rolled his eyes and asked him: "If it were your family, would you please let someone come in and out at will?"

Shaking his head: "Don't."

He shook his head again and said affirmatively: "If I can make my father and mother happy, I will."

Wei Chi was speechless, touched his head and praised: "Good boy."

"Can you really not help?"

After a while of quiet, Xiao Zhengta asked again, his eyes full of trust and expectation, as if Wei Chi was the omnipotent guy in his eyes.

"...Your Highness, have you noticed that I was wearing red clothes outside?"

He shook his head, but his tone was certain: "But Master Wei seems to have nothing that cannot be done. The queen mother said, "When your father is unhappy, you can also say it to make your father happy. Sister Yuzhang and others also said that you are very awesome, and I think so too."

In his eyes, his emperor father is the most difficult person in the world?!

Facing Li Zhi's simple trusting gaze, Wei Chi made a decision that he wanted to shake his head. Xiao Zhengtai left in disappointment. Wei Chi sat alone under the sun, looked up at the sky, thinking about a very profound truth - what kind of thoughts do this thief God have!

Help or not help is a big problem. Since ancient times, the royal family has no small matters. Even if they help, they cannot compensate themselves. The headache is not an ordinary headache. This guy has no big ideals, he just wants to be a simple and happy little doctor and live his life happily and happily.

However, facts often prove that wishes are beautiful, reality is cruel, and the less you want to take on things you want, it is rushing to get into it. Wei Chi is very suspicious whether there is any cause of the disaster on him. Perhaps, he is the unlucky one among the two. According to this logic, wasn’t Xie Jiu implicated by him...

Everything started with the words of Prince Chengqian: "Master Wei, please help Gu call the eunuch in. Gu wants to go out and take a look."

Wei Chi summoned the eunuch very responsibly and helped carry Cheng Qian into a wheelchair and pushed him out.

"I want to go to the yard and see the moon. It's almost Mid-Autumn Festival? The moon should be very bright."

Wei Chi did not speak, and worked with the eunuch to lift the wheelchair down the stairs and push it into the spacious yard. He sat on the back steps and accompanied him silently. There was no way, this is his current role, the attending doctor and full-time caregiver.

"I want to stay alone for a while, let's go down."

Cheng Qian stared at the moon in a daze, with a pale face under the moonlight, young, lonely, lonely. Wei Chi said, "Just stay, everyone else go down. Your Highness, I'll sit on the stairs. If you have anything to do, you can scream."

He drove all the eunuchs down, Wei Chi sat on the stairs and accompanied Cheng Qian to watch the moon. I don’t know how long it took, but after a while, Cheng Qian raised his head and looked at the moon, and was stunned. Wei Chi’s butt hurt. He couldn’t help but stand up and knead it.

The sound made seemed to wake Cheng Qian up. He turned his head and looked at Wei Chi. Wei Chi smiled embarrassedly, and made a embarrassed gesture. He sat down again and tried to keep an eye on the statue.

Chengqian turned his head and continued to look at the sky. After a long time, a sentence suddenly appeared: "...In fact, I hate the moon very much and the night very much!"

Uh...How should I take this topic?!

Wei Chi frowned and thoughtfully, and had a bad premonition in his heart. But Prince Cheng Qian didn't care whether he would take the topic or not, and said to himself: "That direction is the East Palace. The night in the East Palace is very cold. My father said that in a few days, I will send me back to the East Palace. The prince will be in the East Palace. This is the etiquette and rule."

After saying that, he actually laughed. The prince has been very low since he was injured, especially after staying alone with His Majesty Li Er for a while, he became more and more dull. He often stayed in the room all day long, dazed and dazed. Wei Chi felt that he needed a psychologist, but this is the Tang Dynasty. Where can I find a psychologist?!
Chapter completed!