Father's Thoughts

Wu Zhao sat leaning against the window, thinking of the Great Qin Empire and Zhuge Xiang with a flurry of thoughts. At that moment, however, the door to Wu Zhao's chambers was pushed open. The empress of the Great Tang Dynasty sat alone in the room, having even dismissed her surrounding maids, yet someone dared to enter directly without announcing themselves first!

The door was pushed open. Although Wu Zhao's cultivation had reached the Great Accomplishment Stage with the aid of national fortune, amidst her chaotic thoughts she failed to notice a young boy of around two or three years old walking into the room with slightly unsteady steps. He wore a suit of golden dragon robes, and his identity was self-evident—it was none other than Wu Zhao's only son, the Crown Prince of the Great Tang Dynasty, Wu Nian, who was nearly three years old.

This little rascal had a chubby little face full of innocence, and a pair of dark, glossy eyes brimming with spiritual intelligence. He looked exceedingly cute, and anyone who saw such an adorable child would surely dote on him.

At this moment, however, those dark, glossy eyes of the little rascal were brimming with a mist of tears, looking as though he might burst into weeping at any second.

"Mother..." Looking at Wu Zhao sitting by the window, the little rascal let out a wail and rushed tearfully into Wu Zhao's embrace.

As her son rushed into her arms, Wu Zhao finally snapped out of her flurry of thoughts. Looking at her son's tearful appearance, a flash of indulgence crossed her eyes, but her expression immediately tightened slightly and her tone turned somewhat stern as she said, "How many times have I told you? You are the Crown Prince of the Great Tang Dynasty.