Hairpin Phoenix

   Chapter 490 Holy Family (2)

  The good news in the harem soon spread to the Wenhua Hall.

  Emperor Yongjia knew that Lu Mingyu was pregnant, and his mood suddenly improved, so he specially called Prince Li Jing over.

   It was rare for Li Jing to go straight into the hall without being left hanging outside the hall.

  Emperor Yongjia smiled and instructed: "Ms. Lu is pregnant, so she will spread branches and leaves for the heavenly family. Don't always be busy with political affairs. When you have free time, spend more time with Mrs. Lu and your children."

   In fact, the power of the East Palace has been weakened, and there was not much political work to do.

  Emperor Yongjia's mouth is undoubtedly expressing that the Crown Prince of the East Palace can rest a little longer. You don't need to worry about the affairs of the DPRK and China.

  Li Jing was in a good mood for a few days in a row. He didn't take Emperor Yongjia's words to heart at all, and responded casually: "Yes. Even if the father and the emperor don't say it, the son and the minister also have this plan."

  Emperor Yongjia wanted to say something else. Looking at Li Jing's handsome face full of radiance in the spring breeze, for some reason, he was a little unhappy and waved his hand: "I don't need you to serve me here, let's step back first!"

  Li Jing smiled and resigned.

   After leaving the Wenhua Palace, the smile on Li Jing's mouth narrowed slightly.

   He stopped, turned his head and glanced at the towering Wenhua Hall, quickly withdrew his gaze, and walked away slowly.

  There is a crack between the father and son, and the surface can be decorated with peace. The indifference, alienation and vague vigilance when they get along with each other, but they can't hide from each other.

  Because of Li Chang's marriage, the estrangement between father and son became more and more obvious.

  Li Jing went all the way back to the East Palace.

   The weather today is exceptionally nice, sunny and cool.

  叝 elder sister Xuan rides a bamboo horse and plays happily. Brother Zhong, who is a few months old, was also taken out to bask in the sun, babbling and waving his small fists, very cute.

  Lu Mingyu was sitting on a soft chair, with tea snacks and fresh melons and fruits on the small coffee table beside him. Several palace servants waited by the side. From time to time, he turned his head and whispered to Qiyun. This small day has passed, which can be called leisurely and contented.

  Li Jing watched this scene from a distance, the anger in his heart suddenly dissipated, and the corners of his mouth raised. Step up immediately.

  …

   "Father!"

   Sister Xuan's eyes were the sharpest, and she was the first to catch a glimpse of her own father's figure.

Unwilling to be left behind,    Brother Jue chased after him on a bamboo horse.

  Li Jing's eyes were full of smiles, he leaned over to catch his daughter, and then wrapped his son with the other hand: "You two naughty kits, be careful, don't fall."

Sister    Xuan said excitedly: "Dad, I rode as fast today, my brother can't beat me."

   Brother Jue flattened his mouth unwillingly: "I'm not as strong as you, and I can't run as fast as you. Of course I can't beat you. If you wait for me to practice for a few days, I will definitely be better than you."

  Sister Xuan proudly put her hands on her hips and laughed complacently.

   Li Jing smiled and kissed his daughter, and then said to his son, "Brother Jue, Dad is free today. I'll take you to the martial arts field later and ride a real horse."

   Brother Jue's eyes lit up, and he instantly put his frustration behind him: "Really? Can I ride a real horse?"

   "Father, I'm going too! I'm going too!" Sister Xuan was excited and clung to Li Jing's hand tightly.

  Li Jing sucked in a breath, smiled and coaxed Sister Xuan: "Of course it's true. When did Dad lie to you. My dear daughter, let go quickly, Dad's hand is about to be broken by you."

  The children grow up day by day, and Sister Xuan's strength is also amazing day by day. Lu Mingyu has been teaching Sister Xuan how to use force. Sister Xuan usually remembers it well, but when she gets excited, she forgets about it.

   Sister Xuan quickly released her hand, and a few fat little finger prints appeared on Li Jing's hand.

  Xuan said in a low voice, "I'm sorry."

  Li Jing endured the pain and smiled to reassure his daughter: "Just now Dad deliberately scare you to play. In fact, Dad's hand doesn't hurt at all. Don't be afraid."

   In just a few sentences, Lu Mingyu also got up and came over.

   Sister Xuan heard her mother's familiar footsteps, and quickly said to Li Jing, "Dad, don't tell my mother. Otherwise, my mother will be angry and teach me again."

  Li Jing suppressed a smile and nodded in agreement.

  Lu Mingyu's eyesight was sharp, and he had a panoramic view of this scene. Just as he was about to open his mouth to make a few words, Li Jing gave a quick wink.

  Lu Mingyu glanced at Li Jing: "You are always used to her like this. She grows up day by day and becomes stronger and stronger. If she doesn't learn to hold back her strength, what should she do if she hurts someone."

Li Jing smiled and said: "She's still young, don't worry, just teach it slowly." After a while, he smiled again: "I have nothing to do today, I will take the two brothers and sisters to ride a horse. You are pregnant, so it is not advisable to get angry, It's also not appropriate to use force. Don't go to the martial arts field."

  Lu Mingyu smiled slightly, frowned, and turned his eyes on Li Jing's face: "Are you so busy now?"

   Li Jing's expression was as usual: "My father specially instructed me, saying that you are pregnant, let me accompany you and the child more."

  Lu Mingyu pursed the corners of his mouth, and a trace of anger flashed in his eyes.

  Li Jing's mood was much calmer, and he whispered: "It's much better than I expected now. It's better to be more leisurely, just to accompany your mother and son three."

   This is already the case, and we can only think of the good.

   What if else?

  Emperor Yongjia did not depose the East Palace, but he was cold and alienated and suppressed Yi or two. What can I do if I can't be a son? Can't even rebel.

  Lu Mingyu snorted, anger surging in his chest.

  Li Jing was taken aback when she saw the strange expression on her face, and hurriedly whispered: "Xiaoyu, you are pregnant, you have to calm down and take good care of the baby, don't move the fetal gas."

  Lu Mingyu sighed: "I'm pregnant with this child, and my pregnancy is indeed different from before. I'm impatient, and it's especially easy to get annoyed."

  Li Jing grinned, reached out and touched Lu Mingyu's flat stomach: "It seems that this child, regardless of son or daughter, has a temper much like yours."

  Lu Mingyu was **** off and spat at him with a smile: "Yes, yes, I'm naturally bad-tempered. Whoever dares to provoke me, I'm sure I won't be able to spare him."

  Sister Xuan joined in the fun like a little adult, nodded in agreement: "Yes, yes, mother is like this."

   Brother Jue also nodded: "Mother's temper is not very good."

  Lu Mingyu: "..."

  Li Jingle laughed heartily.

   All the palace servants turned their heads and laughed. Only the loyal Qiyun came forward to speak to the master: "The Crown Princess has a straightforward temperament, and she is happy and angry. Where is the bad temper. It's not right for the two little princes to say that."

   Li Jing laughed and teased: "Forget it, in front of Qiyun in the future, you can't talk about her master's fault. Otherwise, Qiyun will be the first to disagree."

  Lu Mingyu pursed her lips and smiled.

   After pregnancy, temper comes and goes faster. Needless to say, she herself felt that she was too moody. Fortunately, there is Qiyun, who faithfully supports her master.

   (end of this chapter)