Qifugong is not far from Ciming Palace, originally it belongs to the palace group of Ciming Palace, only because Zhao Xi fell ill, was specially collected for him.

  After repeated reminders from Lao Die, he accompanied another pregnant imperial prince and left.

  Zhao Xi could understand this point, at least for the sake of the Song Dynasty having one more heir to choose from, and also not having to worry too much about losing everything and having to hand over the empire to his older cousin.

  Even if there is a bias towards Zhang... This is certain, just this honey business, the high-flying and unyielding banner has already explained everything.

  Im afraid even Zhao Xis current weak state, as for whether he can survive to adulthood, his own father is probably also uncertain.

  People always pin their hopes on tomorrow or the next one, but pay less attention to and cherish what they already have. This has been true from ancient times to the present, for both emperors and ordinary people.

  "Sanro..."

  How come theres a girl? Is she your own sister?

  Zhao Xigang had just arrived at Ciming Palace when a soft blanket was placed on the bed, and then a girl of similar age ran over.

  "Mother, brother Xi is still not well, dont overexert yourself."

  The queen mother was worried that Xiaoyu would rush up, so she hastily stopped her.

  "Auntie, Im just talking to Sanlang."

  Auntie? It seems shes not her own sister. Her own father has a daughter, cant the girl follow her birth mother? And this little girl... isnt from the imperial family but can stay in the palace for long?

  Dont understand, Zhao Xi doesnt understand many things. Originally, the things that Zhao Xi remembered were not many, most of them were instinctively familiar memories.

  Children wont have permanent memories until they are three years old. Zhao Xi knew this, so she still had to be careful and pay attention.

  "Sanlang, youre sick and no one is accompanying me to play. I want to go see you, they say its contagious, do you know what contagious means?"

  Problem doll, all dolls are the same.

  "Whats wrong with me? Im sick, and if youre close to me, youll get sick too."

  "Thats good, Tao Niang can accompany you."

  Zhao Xi has already been very childish in making explanations, he knows that having a disease is contagious, and its uncertain whether there is the word "contagious" now, so...

  "Xī ér, who is this explaining? How did you come to know?"

  Isnt this explanation a bit novel? Zhao Xi was asked by the Empress like this, and couldnt help but feel somewhat evasive.

  "Mother, Xier thinks it should be said like this."

  The queen looked at Zhao Xi with a puzzled expression. Xier had been somewhat clever since childhood, but it was absolutely impossible for her to have such intelligence...

  Perhaps it was a flash of inspiration, after all, it wasnt a bad thing. Empress Cao also only had a moment of doubt and didnt continue to investigate.

  Xier returned to Cimeng Palace, trivial matters still need to be arranged, no time to entangle with this.

  In just three to five days, Zhao Xi was no different from ordinary children. Therefore, Empress Cao once again stirred up trouble, including the emperors father, and came over to make a big fuss, with the imperial physician making a diagnosis... Prince E indeed had recovered.

  Another self has been tempered since childhood, and the bumps and bruises have never been taken seriously. Not only is he intelligent, but his physique is also strong. Zhao Xi doesnt know if he brought all the genes with him, and as for everyones surprise, even the imperial physician was puzzled, but Zhao Xi didnt need to explain.

  In the end, only Tianyou Daxiang was left. This reason can explain everything clearly.

  Whats fun about following a little girl? But Zhao Xi was still unfamiliar with the imperial palace, so she could only follow her.

  This is... after all, its the royal family, and even if the imperial city isnt that big, theres still a special childrens playroom. Zhao Xi defined it this way when he saw the decorations in this room.

  A twenty-square-meter house, filled with all sorts of childrens toys, as the saying goes: suitable for all ages, young and old alike.

  "Sanlang, lets play QQ Speed?"

  "Line."

  What is Qianqianche? Zhao Xi doesnt know either, but he thinks that there shouldnt be any toys that he hasnt seen before.

  Isnt this just a spinning top? And its called a thousand wheel, okay, so be it.

  Not much of a challenge, although his hand strength was insufficient, but his skills were still there. Not to mention later when he raised his own son, even when he was young, the watch at home was dismantled and many tiny screws could be played with skillfully.

  Zhao Xi used her soft and delicate small hands to make a casual turn, the time it took was so long that all the eunuchs and palace maids present, including those accompanying them, could fall over seven or eight times.

  "Sanlang, its okay with Tiao Niang too."

  Not bad, this girl is quite clever and handy.

  This house has been turned over by Zhao Xi, with all sorts of toys not being few. Afraid that the name and the future would not match, he also didnt speak casually. If you say play with a thousand cars, then play with a thousand cars.

  Zhao Xixian first twisted the top, then found a piece of paper... The paper at this time seemed to be quite thick and rough, hopefully it can work.

  Zhao Xi stuck the paper to the desktop, slowly approaching the top... its okay, then Zhao Xi could let the top spin on the paper and move randomly.

  Looking at Empress Dowager Cixi, and the eunuchs and palace maids with their mouths agape, Zhao Xi... actually didnt feel any sense of accomplishment. In later generations, who played with spinning tops just for the sake of spinning? They all played with fighting tops.

  This situation, Zhao Xi actually looks like a spoiled child.

  "Auntie, Sanlang is playing with his toy car and having a great time. Tuanniang cant learn it, none of them can."

  This little girl actually helped Zhao Xi find some of his childhood fun back and also knew what kind of cognitive abilities a three or four-year-old should have.

  The empress was puzzled again by Xiao Yatous words, thinking that even though the lower-ranking servants were foolish, they shouldnt be inferior to Xier, a child.

  Zhao Xi had no choice but to use this trick in front of the empress as well...

  The queen looked at Xiers tender small hands, pulling the paper, very steadily coming back and forth from the thousand-layered car... She was probably unable to do it either.

  "Call the officer... never mind."

  The empress originally intended to let the officials see Xiers difference, and felt that this small matter was not worth it. But in her heart, there was a sense of blessing for the great Song Dynasty!

  After half a month had passed, although the spring chill was still sharp, the empress allowed Zhao Xi to go out and play in the house yard, but only on sunny afternoons.

  The swing should be the only toy that Zhao Xi found in the entire imperial garden that could thrill herself.

  Especially when he himself swings almost as high as the horizontal bar of the swing, it is the only thing that gives him a sense of novelty and excitement after he becomes an adult.

  A soul in his forties, paired with a physical body of two or three years old, the things of childhood are really hard to make him feel novel.

  "Sanlang, do you still want to go higher?"

  Tao Niang watched from below, her heart clenched with anxiety. She was afraid of the height, but San Lang kept urging him to go higher.

  The palace maids didnt dare push anymore. Even adults in this imperial palace, there were only a few people who dared to swing high enough to be level with the horizontal bar.

  "Higher still, I want to be even higher."

  These days Zhao Xi has learned a bit of the way children speak, nothing more than just repeating words. At first, it was a bit uncomfortable, but later on, he got used to it and could say it smoothly.

  "Are you still pushing, Nangzi?"

  The palace maids and eunuchs didnt dare to look, watching the prince swinging in mid-air, up and down, their own hearts were also swaying back and forth.

  Too nerve-wracking.

  "Hmm... Xiolang still has GaoGao, I also want GaoGao in a while."

  My goodness, this cant go on like this anymore.