So young, yet already inheriting Marquis Dongxiang's true essence; what will happen when he grows up?
Thinking of the many smart people in Dongxiang Marquis Mansion, with not a single one being foolish, the Emperor worried for his own sons and grandsons.
"Your Majesty?" Eunuch Fu called as he saw the Emperor lost in thought.
Now is not the time to be distracted, Grand Tutor Wang has fainted.
The Emperor snapped out of it and asked, "Have we sent for the Imperial Physician for Grand Tutor Wang?"
"A messenger has already been dispatched," the little eunuch replied.
After all, it would not be appropriate for the Emperor not to check on Grand Tutor Wang after he fainted from anger.
But to say that it was Young Master Su's fault isn't quite accurate.
To be honest, it was his own son who held everyone back.
Thinking like this—
The Emperor, "…."
Young Master Su and the Ninth Prince were of similar age, with the Ninth Prince being a few months older.
