"Yes, the Crown Prince has always been like this."
Ye Yuan accompanied with a smile and said so.
The Emperor's brows relaxed, and he casually asked Ji Qingyu, "I heard some time ago that Qingyu had his arms and legs broken. How is he doing now?"
Since his own son was fine, he might as well ask about someone else's son.
His Sixth Crown Prince was at least married, but Ji Qingyu was still single.
This comparison made his heart even more joyful.
Ye Yuan's heart tightened: "Thanks to my brother's blessing, Qingyu is doing well now and has almost recovered."
The Emperor didn't know why Qingyu was beaten; if he did, given the current situation, Qingyu wouldn't fare well.
With this thought, unease brewed in Ye Yuan's heart.
The Emperor, supported by a little eunuch, walked slowly and spoke slowly.
