Thinking that she is about to meet her crush, Li Fuyan is both hopeful and a little worried.
She touched her plump and round waist and sighed.
"I don't know if Yulang will be disappointed when he sees me like this?"
Yao Wanfang comforted: "Don't be afraid, what he appreciates is your talent, and it has nothing to do with your appearance."
Li Fuyan: "What if? Everyone has a love for beauty. What if he doesn't like Fatty?"
Xiao Xixi said while nibbling on melon seeds: "That only means that you have no fate. You can abandon him and find your next favorite target."
Having said that, Li Fuyan still felt unwilling.
She didn't want to miss out on the chance to get love because of her looks.
Li Fuyan took heart and said firmly: "I want to lose weight!"
Xiao Xixi nibbled on the melon seeds for a while.
She asked in surprise, "Are you sure?"
Li Fuyan nodded vigorously without hesitation: "Yes, I must lose weight, even if I can't lose weight as before, at least I have to become a normal person. When I couldn't bear to meet, he looked at me with a hint of expression in his eyes. Even the slightest disappointment!"
Yao Wanfang: "But losing weight is very hard. You have tried to lose weight before, and it didn't take long for you to..."
Li Fuyan interrupted her words and said decisively: "I won't give up this time, I will definitely persevere to the end!"
For love, for her long-awaited sweetheart, she must lose weight successfully!
Xiao Xixi thought for a while: "Then you can reduce it, as much as you can reduce it."
It's not that she thinks obesity is ugly, she just thinks that being too fat will affect her health.
If Li Fuyan can lose some weight, it will be good for her health.
During dinner, Xiao Xixi told Luo Qinghan about Li Fuyan's face.
"When the time comes, I want to go and see, and take a walk outside by the way."
Luo Qinghan casually put a piece of fat and thin sliced pork into the Xixi bowl, and said casually: "Okay, I will accompany you when the time comes."
Xiao Xixi quickly refused: "No, you are so busy, how can you waste your precious time on things like shopping? You should stay in the palace and do your own business."
Luo Qinghan: "I suspect you are connoting me."
Xiao Xixi: "How could it be? You think too much, and what I say is from the bottom of my heart."
Luo Qinghan didn't speak any more.
He began to ponder in his heart that he had to find a time period when there was less government affairs, and take his daughter-in-law and children out of the palace to play together.
Little Cutie raised her little meat paw: "I'll accompany my mother out of the palace!"
Xiao Changsheng reminded: "You still have to go to class."
The little cutie pouted, she prefers to go out to play than to go to class.
Xiao Xixi touched the little tug on her daughter's head: "This time, you and I, Aunt Li, have serious business to do, so I can't bring you a piece. When I get back, I will bring you something delicious."
Hearing that there is something delicious, the little cutie immediately cheered up again.
She looked at her mother with bright eyes.
"Then it's settled!"
As she spoke, she did not forget to extend her pinky finger.
Xiao Xixi also stretched out her little finger.
The two little fingers hooked each other and swayed up and down twice, so it was a promise.
After dinner, Luo Qinghan went to the small study to check the children's homework in person.
His requirements for Xiao Changsheng are very strict, even if it is just a trivial matter such as copying characters, it must be done to perfection.
Luo Qinghan circled the words that were not so beautifully written, and asked Xiao Changsheng to copy each word ten times.
Without saying a word, Xiao Changsheng picked up the brush and wrote on the spot.
Seeing her father being so stern, Little Cutie couldn't help but feel a little apprehensive.
The words written by my brother are so beautiful, and the royal father is not satisfied, so wouldn't all the words written by her be rejected
However, Luo Qinghan didn't say that she didn't write well after reading her words, but nodded to indicate that there was no problem.
The little cutie was relieved and took a long breath.
Luo Qinghan took out a copybook in small script with hairpin flowers from the bookshelf and put it in front of the cute one.
"In the future, you will copy this copybook and write at least ten copies a day. I will check it."
The little cute tone raised it again, Ju, actually have to do extra homework? !
She pulled on the sleeve of her father's emperor and pleaded pitifully.
"Can you write less?"
She neither likes to read nor write a lot.
Luo Qinghan has always been more tolerant towards this white and lovely little daughter.
He squatted down, helped her brush the broken hair from her temples behind her ears, and asked in a slow voice.
"Then how much do you want to write?"
Little Cutie raised a chubby little finger and said carefully, "One?"
Luo Qinghan smiled lightly: "Yes."
The little cutie was about to cheer, when she heard the royal father say immediately.
"You can just write one or not, but I will check your homework every day, and if your handwriting doesn't improve, then your homework will be doubled in the future."
The little cutie was stunned.
Luo Qinghan didn't care whether she understood or not, and explained patiently.
"I asked you to practice calligraphy, not to embarrass you on purpose, but to make your handwriting look better. As long as your handwriting looks good, it's up to you to write it or not."
Little cute asked puzzled: "What's the use of writing nicely?"
Luo Qinghan: "If you write well, your master will praise you in front of all your classmates, and all your classmates will look at you with envy and admiration."
The little cutie thought about the picture, felt more face, and suddenly became motivated.
"Then I'm going to practice calligraphy!"
Luo Qinghan touched the little tug on her head: "Go."
The two little ones practiced their calligraphy earnestly and fell asleep under the service of the palace maids.
Luo Qinghan took a bath as usual.
When he returned to the bedroom, Xixi had already fallen asleep on the bed.
Luo Qinghan walked over, brushed her fingertips against her cheeks, slowly sliding down her ears, and slid her palms into the back of her neck.
His fingertips had a little coolness, which made Xiao Xixi wake up from her sleep.
She half-opened her eyes and muttered in a daze.
"Don't make trouble, go to sleep."
Luo Qinghan leaned down, his lips brushed the corner of her mouth, and said in a low voice.
"I want to take some time to go outside and have a look. Where do you want to go?"
Xiao Xixi cheered up a little: "Do you want to tour the South?"
Emperor Dasheng had the habit of patrolling the south, but she didn't like this method very much.
Luo Qinghan kissed her and said, "It's not the southern tour, it's the tour in micro clothes."
Xiao Xixi thinks this can be done.
If you go out on patrol in a micro server, you don't have to be surrounded by a large group of people, they can play whatever they want.
As for safety, she wasn't too worried.
Now that the world is at peace, I have never heard of anyone wanting to rebel.
Moreover, both of them are good at martial arts, and it should be no problem to arrange some strong guards to protect them in secret.
She was still thinking about going on patrol in micro clothes, but she didn't notice that her clothes had been taken off.
The warm body pressed down, interrupting her thoughts.