He looked up at Gu Tang and asked, "So that's why Father Emperor transferred away his most loyal subordinate."
Gu Yan shouldn't have asked these questions.
But under Gu Tang's deliberate guidance over the years, the father and son have never kept any secrets from each other.
Gu Yan heard about it, thought about it, and naturally asked the question.
"What do you think?" Gu Tang didn't answer directly, but asked in return.
“Hmm…” Gu Yan thought about it seriously and shook his head: “I don’t think so. Father Emperor never liked being emperor. If Uncle hadn’t really died and had returned to the capital, the empire wouldn’t have become chaotic because of a new round of power struggles.”
He raised his eyes, his bright eyes looking at Gu Tang: "Father will definitely leave the capital star and give everything here to Uncle."
Upon hearing this, Gu Tang lowered his head and kissed Gu Yan's forehead.
His eyes narrowed with laughter, so his son couldn't see the light in them.
"You don't need to worry about these things. Just know that whatever happens on the Imperial Capital or in the Galactic Empire, it won't threaten you. By the way..."
Gu Tang thought for a moment, then instructed his son, "Go and become Qin Junche's apprentice. From now on, go see him every other day and have him teach you martial arts. Then..."
He thought for a moment and then said, "You can have dinner with him before you come back."
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Gu Yan nodded, seemingly understanding but not quite.
He didn't quite understand why the conversation with his father about his uncle suddenly turned to Qin Junche.
If we're talking about fighting skills, his father would definitely rank in the top three in the entire Galactic Empire.
As long as Gu Tang was in the capital city, he personally took charge of Gu Yan's education.
His fighting skills have always been personally taught by Gu Tang.
However, Gu Yan always listened to his father, the emperor.
The next day, after finishing his required academic lessons, he left the palace and went to Qin Junche's current residence, accompanied by Gu Tang's personal guards.
It was a detached residence, a two-story villa, not far from the palace.
There is a small garden in front of the building, and a small fighting arena in the back.
The Crown Prince of the Galactic Empire has arrived, but he appears to be very low-key and courteous.
Qin Junche looked at the fair-skinned and delicate Gu Yan, who stood before him with his hands clasped together, bowing respectfully like an adult, and calling him "Master".
His feelings were somewhat complicated.
Gu Yan was dressed in a black, close-fitting outfit.
Although he is still young, he looks very mature.
He followed Qin Junche to the fighting arena and obediently bowed to him again.
"Master," Gu Yan addressed Qin Junche, "please give me your guidance."
Qin Junche: "..."
He couldn't quite figure out what Gu Tang was thinking.
Back when they fought side by side against those space pirates on the edge of the galaxy, although he had never directly fought Gu Tang, he knew that the other party's fighting skills should not be inferior to his own.
Gu Tang has always been very attentive to Gu Yan's education.
When he mentioned to himself last time that he was very busy, he specifically mentioned Gu Yan several times.
They said it was to urge him to study and practice martial arts.
But now, he's actually getting the future monarch of the Galactic Empire to learn fighting techniques from him.
No matter what, Qin Junche was originally from the Andromeda Galaxy.
Even if I join the military after arriving in the capital, I'll only be here for less than a month.
Gu Tang... is he really that trusting of himself?
Countless thoughts raced through Qin Junche's mind.
At this moment, Gu Yan had already taken a stance and started to demonstrate the movements in a very professional manner.
He was still young, and his thin arms and legs didn't give him enough strength.
But every movement was perfectly executed, showing that he had received guidance from a renowned teacher.
Qin Junche watched him practice silently for a while.
He sighed softly. Since he couldn't figure out Gu Tang's thoughts, he might as well let things take their course for now.
He walked towards Gu Yan: "Since His Majesty the Emperor values you so much and has allowed Your Highness to learn martial arts from me, I will certainly live up to your expectations, Your Highness."
Qin Junche looked into Gu Yan's eyes and said, "Please be prepared. I will certainly not lower my standards for you just because you are the Crown Prince."
"Yes." Gu Yan bowed obediently. "Please be strict with me, Master."
He raised his little head and smiled at Qin Junche: "Xiao Yan is not afraid of hardship, he is only worried about whether he will disappoint his father."
For the entire afternoon, Gu Yan focused on learning fighting techniques under Qin Junche's guidance.
He is truly not afraid of hardship at all.
Although he is the crown prince of the Galactic Empire, he should have grown up in a pampered and privileged environment.
But even when he practiced until his clothes were soaked with sweat, he never asked to rest.
In the end, Qin Junche was somewhat shocked.
As the sun sets and dusk begins to fall, the darkness begins to spread.
He gestured for Gu Yan to stop.
Little Gu Yan ran up to him with a "thump thump thump," his little face flushed, his short hair damp with sweat, and several strands sticking to his face.
They looked incredibly cute.
Qin Junche felt that he was probably bewitched.
Or perhaps, Gu Yan's exquisitely sculpted, deep features really do resemble his own.
He saw Gu Yan looking at his little face and subconsciously reached out to rub his little head.
Then, as if out of control, he asked, "You... Your Highness, would you like to stay for dinner?"
"Then I'll have to bother you, Master." Gu Yan bowed to Qin Junche again.
His father had originally arranged for him to learn martial arts from Qin Junche, then have dinner with him before returning to the palace.
He always listened to Gu Tang, and even if Qin Junche didn't say anything, Gu Yan would bring it up himself.
He then said to Qin Junche, "Master, just call me Xiaoyan. You don't have to always address me as Your Highness."
Qin Junche did not refuse.
He looked at Gu Yan thoughtfully.
Perhaps it was because they looked alike that he always felt a natural familiarity with Gu Yan.
Neither of them spoke during dinner.
However, after a hard afternoon of practice, Gu Yan was obviously very hungry. He ate two large bowls of rice before finally putting down his chopsticks with satisfaction.
Qin Junche stopped eating as soon as he saw that the other person had finished eating.
"Master," Gu Yan said with a bright smile after finishing his meal, "could you tell me the story of how Father and you wiped out the space pirates this time?"
"Didn't your father tell you?" Qin Junche asked.
"No." Gu Yan shook his head, thought for a moment and then said, "My father never tells me these things. I can only hear stories from the captain of the personal guard who accompanies him."
He took the glass bowl full of fruit from Qin Junche and added, "I want to hear what Master has to say, because the captain told me that Father and Master infiltrated the pirates and then wiped them out in one fell swoop."
Gu Yan asked Qin Junche, "Is that alright?"
"Mm." Qin Junche certainly wouldn't refuse.
He and Gu Yan left the restaurant and moved to the terrace on the second floor of the villa.
His residence was very close to the palace, and from the terrace he could see the magnificent palace shrouded in twilight in the distance.
Qin Junche told Gu Yan some interesting stories from the process of eliminating the pirates.
Although the other person seemed quite calm and resilient, he was still just an eight-year-old child.
Listen to Qin Junche describe the vastness and desolation of the edge of the galaxy.
And the dangers his father faced in the fight against space pirates.
He listened with a startled expression, his little face showing both worry and longing.
After Qin Junche finished speaking, he saw Gu Yan stuffing apples into his mouth.
He had noticed before that the other person didn't seem to like apples.
There were four or five kinds of fruit in the glass bowl. Gu Yan had already picked out and eaten the grapes and kiwis, but left the chopped apples at the bottom.
Now, as she frantically stuffs food into her mouth, a clear expression of rejection appears on her cute little face.
Her delicate eyebrows furrowed into a frown.
Her little cheeks were bulging, as if she were chewing the apple with all her might as if she were eliminating an enemy.
The way he gritted his teeth made Qin Junche laugh.
After spending an afternoon together, he grew quite fond of this well-behaved and sensible little prince.
At this moment, Qin Junche said with a relaxed smile, "If you don't like it, just leave it."
"...No, I don't want it." Gu Yan's mouth was full of apples, and his speech became slurred.
He quickly swallowed what was in his mouth before saying to Qin Junche, "Children who are picky eaters won't grow tall."
Gu Yan paused, then cautiously added, "I need to grow taller and stronger quickly, and become as powerful as my master. That way, I can protect my father and help him."
"Good boy." Qin Junche rubbed his little head again.