"It's not a big problem, it's just that martial arts is difficult to be perfect. He deserves to be Gu Fang. I will teach him to practice Qi until he is three or five years old, so he won't get in the way." Sheng Qi had made arrangements.
"How many times a day?"
"One time is enough, but since my son can drink porridge, don't take milk anymore. After all, it's an outsider, what do you think?" Sheng Qilu asked Yunling.
"Let me feed you and refuse, and now I don't think it is someone else's." Yun Ling retorted with a stare.
Sheng Qi smiled on Yun Ling's chest, holding his little wife's back with one hand: "That can't work, you are mine here."
Yun Ling made a big red face when he heard that, and reached out his hand and hammered Sheng Qi's head: "It's not serious! Is there anyone like you as a father?"
"Of course, this was originally mine." Sheng Qi lifted his eyes to focus on Yun Ling, his black eyes were as deep as a secluded pool, and her soul was sucked in.
Seeing the charming and absent-minded appearance of his little wife, Sheng Qi leaned closer and bit the delicate lips, and then occupied the territory he had just sworn.
"Yeah..." Yun Ling shrank back, and sighed back to God: It really is the desire for food and clothing...
On the contrary, Sheng Qi is very restrained. Most of the time, he held Yun Ling and caressed, and then asked her to tell some so-called funny things about that world.
In fact, Yun Ling was lying in bed that day, besides telling stories, it was just a nap. It's just that Sheng Qi didn't want to let her get out of bed. Otherwise, Chang Ling would not be able to dig the two out of the room so quickly.
At the end of the summer, the night was slightly cool, and there was a soft sound of insects, accompanied by the fine and fragmented voices in the room, and the soft voices were very warm. Occasionally, there were a few soft baby calls, and Sheng Qi got up and carried the little guy into the room.
Yun Ling could see that Sheng Qi actually spoiled his son, otherwise a stingy man like him would not be able to bring his son in to bed with him.
"When Yun'er gets older, let's go out together." Sheng Qi made this decision, and later regretted it many times.
"Yeah." Yun Ling was a little tired, turned over and slept with his son's chubby body.
Sheng Qi stretched out his hand to caress his little wife's delicate face, his fingers passed over his son's round face, and the corners of his lips were raised silently.
For the joy of your husband, the pride of your father...
Autumn seems to come overnight in Kyoto City. Yesterday was a hot summer day, a gust of autumn breeze blew cold for a whole fall.
Shengyun's full moon wine was hosted in the palace on this autumn breezy day. Following Sheng Qi's meaning, the standard is still the etiquette of the world's son. But inviting hundreds of officials in the form of a palace banquet still shows that Sheng Yun's status is extraordinary. Although not as good as the prince, it is better than the prince.
Because Sheng Qi didn't have to go to court early, he only waited for Yunling's mother and son to clean up before entering the palace together.
"After entering the palace, I will first go to the imperial study room to see the emperor. You take Yun'er to the queen's place. Xiaobi, Liuyu and the dumb maid will follow you, and Meiye will also accompany." Sheng Qi arranged.
"Huh?" Yun Ling Qingdai condensed slightly, Sheng Qi made such a solemn arrangement to bring back all the dumb maids who were trained in shadow guards. This seemed a bit of a big battle.
"According to the news, Daming came to a mission. It originally arrived four or five days later, but suddenly appeared in Kyoto in advance and will participate in the banquet today." Sheng Qi felt something was wrong, although Daming had a good relationship with Dasheng now. , But for the mother and son, he would rather protect them too much than anything else.
"Who is the envoy?" Yun Ling asked.
"Very mysterious." Sheng Qi's answer made Yun Ling understand that something was wrong.
"Don't worry, I will take good care of my son." Yun Ling patted the back of the little guy who was playing with her earrings.
The little guy is the protagonist today, and he is very festive in his red dress. The full-moon dress with blessing in red and gold, precious sandalwood beads, and small boots with engraved silk patterns.
"Da da—" the little guy felt Yun Ling pat him, and looked up at his mother as if asking.
"I'll hug." Sheng Qi reached out to grab his son and began to exhort, "Don't keep your mother alone, but except for Liuyu, Xiaobi, Dumb maidservant and Mei Ye and Uncle Mo Ye, everyone else wants to hug you. Don't rely on it."
"Da?" The little guy's round eyes were a little confused, what if the bustling brother wanted to hug him? And uncle Chong Wang, can't it
"No." Sheng Qi clearly guessed what his son was thinking, and he rejected it.
Yun Ling listened, knowing that Sheng Qi didn't want to be talked about too much, so he treated them equally.
"The prince, the princess, here we are." Chang Ling reported from outside the car.
Sheng Qi got out of the carriage first holding Sheng Yun, and then reached out to support Yun Ling down.
"I went to see the emperor and I will look for you soon, don't worry." Sheng Qi put his arms around his young wife's shoulders and explained, saying that these are just for alerting her, not for worrying her.
"Well, I know, my son and I are waiting for you." Yun Ling, who has experienced various winds and waves, naturally won't be impetuous because of these small movements.
"Yeah." Sheng Qi handed the little guy to Yun Ling.
"Da Da—" The little guy pulled Sheng Qi's court clothes.
"Father will leave for a while, go to you later, and follow your mother to be obedient." After poking the little guy's chubby face, Sheng Qi lowered his head and kissed his wife's ear before turning to the Yushufang.
Because of Sheng Qi's intimacy, two red clouds appeared on Yun Ling's face. The little guy saw his father walk away, and yelled a little uncomfortably: "Ah—"
"Yun'er be good, father has to go to work." Yun Ling explained to the little guy.
Sheng Yun closed his gaze and stretched out a pair of small hands to Mei Ye who was standing by.
"Huh?" Mei Ye was a little dazed.
"Mother, hold on for a while." Seeing Sheng Qi left, Yun Ling was rarely able to hug his son more, so naturally he was reluctant to let go.
"Ah—" Sheng Yun waved his little hand, Shui Liang's eyes looked at Mei Ye. The latter only felt that there was a bit of irresistible seriousness in those big eyes of Mo Zhuer.
"Wang Hao, let the subordinates come down." Mei Ye stepped forward.
Before Yun Ling spoke, Sheng Yun had already rushed towards Mei Ye. She could only let go and said, "You will listen to your father, not your mother! I don't know who gave birth to you in October, eccentric. Little devil!"
"Da da—" Although the little guy was held by Mei Ye, his eyes looked at Yun Ling innocently.
"People are big and small." Yun Ling stretched out his hand and squeezed his son's pink face, this little guy was too smart.
"Ka Ka—" The little guy smiled and looked at his mother-in-law, then suddenly leaned forward with a "crack—" and attacked Yun Ling's face.
Mei Ye watched this scene and raised her forehead slightly: Xiao Shizi, a thief, knew that while the prince was leaving, he would take advantage of the princess.
Yun Ling was pleased by his son's soft kiss, touching his son's little cheek no longer minding that he listened more to Sheng Qi's words.
"The servant girl Suqing, knock on the princess Li." At this time, the palace maid beside Empress Cheng greeted Suqing.