"Sister, sister."

"elder sister..."

...

"Princess, please slow down. Eldest Prince, please slow down."

"This slave can hardly catch up."

"Slow down."

...

In the palace, I often see a little girl wearing exquisite clothes running in front, with another little carrot chasing after her.

Behind him, another little carrot head who looked exactly the same was walking behind him, looking at the two people in front of him with his little brows furrowed.

"Fly, fly."

"fly!"

The little girl was still holding a small kite in her hand. No matter how she ran, she couldn't fly like her father's kite. Her little face was filled with anger.

He turned his head and looked at his younger brother's expectant expression. He opened his hand and jumped up. He said with a tiger's head and a tiger's head, "Fly!"

Not long after he learned to run, he jumped up and sat down on the ground.

Everyone: "..."

The little carrot head walking slowly, with a face exactly like his, blinked, squatted down, picked up his collar, and grabbed him.

"Guo Guo." He opened his hands, ran over and hugged the other one. The one being hugged was unnatural, but he let him toss him.

"It's bad." Princess Mingxi looked at the kite that fell on the ground, stepped on it with her chubby little legs, her cheeks bulging, and concluded, "It must be bad, it's gone rancid."

The queen mother said that spoiled food cannot be used or eaten.

"Smell if it smells bad." The little carrot head hugging the person stared at him with cute eyes, walked over with his short legs, stuck out his butt and squatted down to smell it.

Broken things just stink.

"Second Prince, the kite will not stink." Qing He explained with a smile.

Although the two princes look the same, they have completely different temperaments. The eldest prince is very patient at a young age, but the second prince and the eldest princess are more troublesome than the other.

Especially the second prince, he is a fool. Of course, they don't dare to say that, they can only call him lovable.

"You don't know, I smell it." Little Carrot Head measured his head, with an annoyed look on his face, pouting stubbornly and squatting down again.

"It stinks." The eldest princess covered her little nose.

She is only three and a half years old this year. She may have followed Song Wan's childhood temperament, but the other party was just a little more willful. This one was spoiled by Ji Huai to the point of being lawless, clamoring not only to learn piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, but also horseback riding and archery.

Song Wan felt it was inappropriate, and Ji Huai favored him.

"Smelly..." The little carrot head with his butt stuck out was bending over and getting closer, with a little inexplicable excitement in his eyes.

"Second Prince." Qing He had no choice but to step forward and hug him.

Suddenly, Eunuch Yuan Hai's sharp voice came, "The Emperor has arrived!"

The little carrot head was startled. He lost his balance for a moment and fell forward. His short hands fluttered a few times. The eunuchs and maids around him were shocked and rushed forward to catch him.

I didn't catch him and watched him fall to the ground.

"Um...wow..." he also yelled.

Qing He quickly ran to hug him, and the others knelt on the ground, "Your Majesty, forgive me, Your Majesty, please spare my life."

Song Wan also came over just in time. Qiu He behind her was holding cakes. She saw her son fall from a distance and her pace quickened.

The little carrot head who fell down refused to be hugged by Qing He. He pushed him away with his little hands and insisted on getting up on his own with a stubborn look on his face.

Ji Huai waved his hand and told them to step aside.

As a father, he must educate him well when he gets the chance, even if the other person is only one and a half years old, but as a child of the royal family, he must be sensible and learn when he urinates.

If you fall down, you have to get up by yourself. If you want something, you have to fight for it.

Little Carrot Head got up and sat on the ground. The Queen also came over. Everyone was standing and he sat on the lawn.

He looked up at his father again, blinked, and suddenly smiled with his mouth wide open, showing his little baby teeth, "Hehe, hehe..."

Song Wan: "..."

Ji Huai: "..."

Where did this idiot come from? He doesn't seem very smart.

"Dirty." The eldest princess walked over and helped him up. Seeing that there was mud on his face, she reached out to wipe it, but Little Carrot Top wanted to do it by herself.

As a result, his hands were covered with mud and his face was covered in mud.

The other little carrot head looked at him and frowned again. His brother was too stupid. He remembered his father's words again and walked over to help him wipe it.

Next, Ji Huai flew the kite, and Song Wan brought out the cakes for them to eat.

The whole family is having fun.

There were no concubines in the palace, and there were fewer troubles to worry about. Song Wan spent more time with his children and Ji Huai.

When Ji Huai took his daughter to ride horses and shoot archery, he took her with him.

My daughter can't learn yet, but she is pestering her.

On horseback, she sat in front of him, and he taught her how to aim, what gestures to make...

Song Wan's slender hands were in sharp contrast to his slightly tanned hands. It was strange to say that she was not so delicate before giving birth to a child. After she was pregnant, her mood fluctuated and she would shed tears over the smallest things. After giving birth to a child, her mood fluctuated.

This problem has not changed since then.

He always followed her, doing whatever she wanted, and brought her all the delicious and useful things, which made her even more unbearable.

"Aim better." Ji Huai said, hugging her from behind and playing with her hands, "Hands."

"hand!"

"wrong!"

...

When he lowered his face, his tone was a little serious, and his aura was about to become full again.

Song Wan had never drawn a bow and shot an arrow, and he had no strength. The sun was strong today, and his face was red from the sun, and he had not learned the basic postures.

"The target is there! If you don't take it seriously again, I will punish you." Ji Huai was used to talking to ministers, so he immediately threatened.

As soon as he finished speaking, he naturally put down his bow and arrow and turned around.

"What? You're still angry..." Before he could finish his words, someone else kissed him on the cheek, and she looked at him with her beautiful watery eyes, "My husband is more patient. I have been pregnant for three years, and I have given birth to three."

The weather was hot, and her words were like a wisp of cool breeze, refreshing him. Ji Huai immediately smiled, his eyebrows curved, and his tone was gentle, "Be more serious, Mingxi has already fallen asleep."

Song Wan looked over and saw that her daughter had fallen asleep on Qing He's back. She raised her head slightly and said quite reasonably, "I am serious enough. Your Majesty means that you despise me."

"No problem." Ji Huai picked up the bow and arrow again, shot an arrow casually, hit the bull's eye, and started teaching her again.

After teaching for an afternoon, Song Wan became impatient. His expression looked normal. When he returned, he held her hand and told her, "I'm tired today. Go back and take a good bath and rest early."

"Isn't the emperor coming?" she asked, and then added, "If the emperor is busy in the imperial study, I will go and accompany the emperor. I don't want to wait for the emperor in an empty room alone."

Ji Huai was helpless and smiled indulgently, "Then you can come."

In Song Wan's plan, she was responsible for cultivating the eldest princess, being virtuous and virtuous, playing music, chess, calligraphy and painting. The two sons were the emperor's business and she couldn't teach them.

In the end, I didn't expect that as the eldest princess grew up, she became more and more interested in the subjects that men learned. She was proficient in horse riding, archery, Cuju, and sword dancing.

He actually often grew his hair long and put on men's clothes to play in the palace. No matter how bold Song Wan was when he was a child, he would never do this.

When Ji Huai heard this, he laughed loudly and ignored it. In the end, he only said that he would let the secret guards protect him.

He has never cared about these things and has not bothered to listen to the opinions of civil and military officials, so he would not live here. If he lived here, she would not be the only one in the harem for many years. When she gave birth to twins, there were also rumors that the twins were ominous, suggesting that they would be destroyed.

As a sign of the country, only one can be kept, or the other can be sent out to the palace to be raised.

She was frightened at the time, because there had indeed been no twins before, and she was most afraid of being criticized.

Ji Huai didn't care about this and ordered a thorough investigation to kill the rumor mongers. He didn't take it seriously at all. Above the court, there were ministers who knelt down to threaten. He smiled coldly and said, "I don't know whether you are the one who will destroy the country."

Am I dead?"

"Who said it was unknown? Could it be possible? Which emperor in the previous dynasty verified it? Let me know."

Many people said that Ji Huai was much more ruthless and decisive than the late emperor, but he was probably targeting others. Song Wan knew that he would never allow others to hurt her or her child.

After Ji Huai reigned for thirty-nine years.

The princess who is loved by thousands of people has married her childhood sweetheart cousin, Song Ziqi's son, Shili Hongzhuang. The couple has a deep love for each other.

The prince became a talented man, full of knowledge and talents. After he was crowned, he was sent to the people by Ji Huai to observe the people's sentiments and learned a lot about the suffering of the people. The second prince had a weird temperament and was sent to the frontier by Ji Huai for training.

He may seem unserious, but he is actually a smiling person who is not interested in government affairs. He has liked to write sour poems from time to time to chase girls since he was a child.

Ji Huai was getting older and busy with government affairs over the years. This time, he never got sick again.
To be continued...