After some thought, His Majesty Ji Ziqing thought that he had to save some face for the little prince Yuanbao, so he turned his foot and quietly left Shoukang Palace. When His Majesty the Emperor's eunuch Liu Quanshun saw his master slip out like a thief, his eyes were almost glaring.

What are you doing again? My Majesty.

"Notice." Ji Ziqing stood in the courtyard for a moment, and asked the little prince Yuanbao to clean up his emotions. Then he made a silent lip at Liu Quanshun.

Although General Manager Liu Quanshun was so intoxicated, he still raised his sharp voice conscientiously: "Your Majesty is here!"

As expected, when Liu Quanshun's loud voice had just silenced, a very excited little breast sound came from the hall. Liu Quanshun looked at his Majesty stepping into the Shoukang Hall seriously, and the corners of his mouth were almost shaking. Since there was a little sister, His Majesty's "brother's illness" seemed to have become even worse.

In the Shoukang Palace, when Ji Zishan heard Liu Quanshun’s unique and iconic voice, she seemed to have received an order. She immediately struggled to get off the ground, and shouted happily: “Brother…Brother…Brother…Brother…Brother…”

"Sanfan knows that your descendant is here, and you are rushing to greet him outside." Queen Dong smiled and stood up from the chair, took a few steps, and then steadily held her sister-in-law who had already fallen to the ground, and said with a gentle tone, "Sanfan, brother will come in soon, go slowly..."

The baby who is less than one year old is irrational. So Ji Zishan just lets her hum and rushes out until she hugs one of Ji Ziqing's calf, then raises her fat face like a beautiful pearl, and shouts excitedly: "Brother...Brother..."

After going through the initial stage of discomfort, Ji Zishant now calmly treats himself as a baby, and it is no problem to be naughty or cute.

The soft and glutinous little milk sound almost sweetened Ji Ziqing's heart.

Ji Ziqing bent down and pinched the little sister's waist very skillfully. He first took her to play with a kiss and hug, and raised it high and a flying circle. Queen Dong smiled and advised, "Your Majesty, the fan is still small, be careful to make her faint."

It’s really exciting to play with it, lifting it up and artificial flying circles, so it’s so exciting. Sui Ji Zishan twisted her body in the arms of her brother Big Golden Legs, saying that—I still have to play, I still have to play.

"What the queen said," Ji Ziqing pinched the young girl's chubby face and said in a warm voice, "Suffer the boy, I'll be dizzy if I turn again. When you grow up, my brother will let you turn a few more times..." In order to divert the little girl's attention from the little girl, Ji Ziqing raised his hand, touched the little bulb on the young girl's head, pulled the ribbon of the small silver bell and shook it, and said in surprise, "Hey, what is this? Why is it so nice..."

In order to coax the child, Ji Ziqing automatically became an "idiot", and Ji Zishan also pretended to be stupid: "Beautiful..."

While playing with the cute little princess, Ji Ziqing had already stepped into the second hall. Empress Dowager Hui'an sat in the original position, beside her a little prince Yuanbao who was secretly looking in the mirror. As for the wife of the Duke of Ning Guo and Ning Yuze, they all stood up very properly. After seeing Ji Ziqing coming in with the little princess in her arms, the Duke of Ning Guo immediately knelt down with his grandson, but was stopped by Ji Ziqing halfway: "There are no outsiders, so there is no need to be too polite to my grandmother and cousin."

After a simple greeting, everyone sat down in their seats.

"Sanfan is learning to walk, and the emperor keeps holding her. How can she practice?" Empress Dowager Hui'an smiled and said, "Put her down and tell her to walk around without any trouble."

Ji Ziqing grabbed a soft little fist and said, "When I am not here, she can learn at any time. Now, let her rest."

Empress Dowager Hui'an was a little helpless and funny: "Look at her spiritual head, it seems she needs to rest..." Ji Zishan, who was hugged by Ji Ziqing, did not have the quiet posture of an elegant lady at all. She was holding Ji Ziqing's clothes, as if she wanted to step on his legs and stood up.

Ji Ziqing raised her arms and held up a protective circle beside her young girl to prevent her from falling down unsteadily. However, her eyes had already floated to Ji Ziheng. He asked knowingly: "Yinbao, what are you doing? My brother is here, don't you say you can bring a cup of tea to my brother?"

Ji Ziheng, whose eyes were slightly red, then turned around and took the teacup handed by Madam Yinhua, held it next to Ji Ziqing with both hands, and said in a humble voice: "Brother, drink tea." If the brother found out that he was crying, it would be embarrassing. Unexpectedly, his brother was very clumsy and didn't even see that he was crying. He praised with relief, "The tea served from Yuanbao is better than the tea served by Liu Quanshun."

Liu Quanshun, who was waiting outside the Shoukang Palace, was shot in an innocent knee.

Ji Zishan discovered that whenever Ji Ziqing coaxed his younger brother and sister, his IQ would automatically go offline: Does it have anything to do with whom it is?

Obviously, Brother Yuanbao didn't realize this. His eyes lit up and he smiled happily: "Will brother want to drink it? I'll bring you another cup." He was crying without being found out, hehe, Prince Yuanbao was secretly grateful.

Ji Ziqing posted a little, and said with a funny look: "Brother is not a tea bucket. What is it enough to drink so much tea? One cup is enough." As he said that, he stuffed the teacup in his hand back into his hand, and asked Empress Dowager Hui'an, "What are you talking about just now."

Empress Dowager Hui'an was very thoughtful. Seeing that the eldest son had no indication of his younger son's abnormality, he asked to find out what was going on. Then he smiled and said, "The Ai family was asking Yuze what books he had read. He was learning "Sound and Rhythm Enlightenment" now, and he had almost learned the first volume."

Ji Ziqing's eyes turned and called the little prince Yuanbao again: "Yuanbao, haven't your brother taught you some "Sound and Rhythm Enlightenment". Now my brother wants to check it. You can recite it, and I'll listen."

"Okay." Ji Ziheng, who had just put down the teacup, agreed obediently, and stood in front of Ji Ziqing with his hands on his back. As his head shaking his head, the childish voice of a child also sounded, "Clouds are against rain, snow is against wind, evening is against clear sky. Going to the swallows, birds are against insects. Three-foot sword, six-jun bow, lingering north is against Jiangdong. The Qingshu Palace on earth is against Guanghan Palace in the sky. The morning smoke on both sides of the banks is green, the willows are red in spring rain, the apricot flowers are red in spring. The temples are frosty, the road is early for guests; a raincoat is against mist, the old man fishing at night by the stream. The side is against the edge of the leather, the difference is against the same, the old man is against the yellow child. The river wind is against the sea fog..."

Ji Ziheng was caught up in his back and was extremely devoted. Suddenly, Ji Ziqing interrupted: "Stop!"

Everyone was listening with a smile, but suddenly, Ji Ziqing suddenly interrupted Ji Ziheng, and couldn't help but show a little confusion. Ji Ziheng was also a little confused. He opened his big clear eyes and asked blankly: "Brother, did I recite the wrong way?"

"No, Yuanbao is well-behaved." Ji Ziqing first praised his younger brother, then looked at Ning Yuze, who was handsome and handsome, and ordered, "Yuze, where Yuanbao stopped, continue to carry it back."

Ning Yuze was stunned for a moment, then quickly bowed and thought about it, and then he carried it down like flowing water: "...The wind of the river faces the fog of the sea, the shepherd boy faces the fisherman. Yanxiang is shabby, Ruan's road is in poverty, Jibei is in poverty, Jibei is in poverty, and the wind is on the outside of the door. Emperor Liang gave lectures on Tongtai Temple, and the Emperor Han set up wine in Weiyang Palace. The dust was worried and he was lazy to caress the seven-string green silk; the frost covered his temples, and he was ashamed to see the hundreds of refining bronze..."

After Ning Yuze asked to memorize three letters, Ji Ziqing smiled and called to stop, and ordered Ji Ziheng and Ning Yuze to write ten words respectively.

But in a moment, the two of them each held a piece of rice paper and handed over their homework. When Ji Ziqing picked up one and looked at it, Ji Zishan, who was sitting in Ji Ziqing's arms, turned her eyes and thought about it carefully. At this moment, she should be tearing paper, grabbing paper, or eating paper.

Forget it, I'd better catch it first and then eat it. Once my heart moves, my hands will move.

"Hey, you little girl, why do you catch whatever you see..." Ji Ziqing pinched the young girl's nose with a funny and angry look, grabbed the golden bell that was placed aside, and stuffed it into the lively little sister's hand, "Come on, fan, play with this..."

Ji Zishan replied in her heart that Big Golden-legged Brother--If you don’t play with bells, you have to play with paper.

Seeing that the little sister threw away the golden bell, she was just trying to play with paper. If she didn't play with her, she would seem to be losing the golden beads. Ji Ziqing couldn't resist it, so she handed the two homeworks with very frustrated handwriting to the little sister: "Okay, okay, let's tear it for you..." What made Ji Ziqing speechless was that he obviously misjudged the little sister's 'nature', and saw the girl holding the paper and stuffing it into her mouth.

"Silly girl, paper cannot be eaten..." Ji Ziqing stood up with her young girl in her arms, and tried to divert her attention again, "Spray, brother, will you take you to ride a horse, okay?" Hurry up and forget about eating paper.

In the compartment dedicated to Ji Zishan's sleeping, there was a carefully crafted little horse. After Ji Ziqing hugged his little sister into the house, he put her on his head, and squatted on the side to rock the horse for her. After Ji Zishan was happy for a while, he was about to get off the horse. Ji Ziqing thought that the young girl was still thinking about eating paper and playing with it. Unexpectedly, the young girl actually hugged his calves, as if she wanted to lift it on the horse.

Is this...what does he mean to ride a Trojan?

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