Wearing a secret agent with many tricks, the cold and proud prince flirts easily

Since Murong Hao chose Feng Yi as the prime minister, he has not worked overtime. He only needs to review all the memorials and leave all the things to be carried out to Feng Yi, so that he can have time to accompany him. Xi'er and the child.

That night, just after dusk, Murong Hao returned to the Ambergris Hall. As soon as she entered the hall, she saw Xi'er putting the two twins in the stroller and taking pictures. She took photos of them from close up and far away.

Xiao Ning'er saw her father entering the palace from a distance, and raised her hands to signal her father in the distance for a hug.

"Father." Xiao Ning'er has been trained by her mother to call her "Father" all day long, and now she can say these two words quickly.

Murong Hao's heart turned into a puddle of warm water when he heard the soft and waxy voice of his father.

He hurried forward and picked up his beloved daughter from the stroller.

"Father's Ning'er can talk? It's so amazing. I'll call my father to come and listen."

Murong Hao excitedly kissed his daughter's little face. His daughter knew how to call him father. He threw her up high. He wanted to express his inner joy and emotion.

Xiao Ning'er came to her father and touched her father's handsome face with her little hands.

"Father," the little baby called again.

"Xi'er, Ning'er can call me father." Murong Hao looked at Lin Yunxi with eyes filled with excitement.

Lin Yunxi was recording a video of the father and daughter at the moment and said with a smile.

"Not only Ning'er, but Chen'er can also call."

"Really, Chen'er, call me father?" Murong Hao looked at Chen'er in the stroller excitedly.

The little guy was watching his father hugging his sister eagerly, and he called out.

"Father."

"What a good son." Murong Hao bent down, picked up Chen'er with his other arm, and kissed him hard on the face.

Xiao Chen'er had a sad face just now, but now that he was kissed by his father, he shouted again happily.

"Father."

"You are such good sons of my father, can you call me queen?" Murong Hao looked at the two of them with happiness on his face.

"Mother." The two of them didn't know how to call their mother or mother.

"Yes, mother, call me again." Murong Hao looked at Xi'er excitedly when he heard that the two little babies would call mother.

"Mom." The little milk babies are very sensible and know that their father likes to hear them talk, so they don't hesitate to speak.

"Xier, it's great that our child can call us now." Murong Hao hadn't been so excited for a long time.

"When Ze'er called you Father, you didn't seem that excited." Lin Yunxi continued to record the video.

"Who said that? Ze'er called me at that time. I was so excited all night. This time it was our youngest son and daughter who called me, so I am naturally happy." Murong Hao was so happy that he kissed the two children's faces again. Kissed.

"Okay, husband, you are hungry. What do you want to eat? Let's celebrate tonight." Lin Yunxi saw that he was happy, and she was also infected by his good mood.

"How about we take the children to the science and technology library to play in the playground?" Murong Hao has not been with the twins for a long time, and it is rare that he has time to spend time with the children today.

"What about Ze'er? He is doing homework with Tian Mo now. Do you want to take Ze'er with him?" Lin Yunxi thought of his eldest son.

"Why don't we take it with us now? We will take care of the two little ones today. Ze'er will be with Tianmo and won't miss us." Murong Hao said in a questioning tone.

"Okay, I'll go check on their homework first, and let Aunt Leng supervise them to sleep later," Lin Yunxi said.

"Husband, go ahead. Your husband will do their homework. Let me take a look at how Tianmo did on his first day of school today."

After Murong Hao put the two little babies into their respective strollers, he left the main hall and came to the side hall where Ze'er lived.

Arriving at his son's side hall, Murong Hao saw the two children writing homework together. Ze'er wrote faster and began to practice calligraphy on his own, while Tianmo was writing on his first day and was a little slow in writing homework. I am still struggling to pick up a pen and write the words I just learned today one stroke at a time.

When the two children saw him coming, they saluted him one after another.

Murong Hao saw that Tian Mo was a little nervous, and he smiled gently.

"Tianmo, today is your first day of school. Don't be in a hurry. Write slowly. If you have anything you don't understand, you can ask Ze'er."

"Thank you, Your Majesty. This is my first time holding a pen, but I just can't write well." Tian Mo looked at his crooked handwriting, and then looked at the neat handwriting of the eldest prince. He was a little discouraged.

Murong Hao could see that he was making comparisons. He stepped forward behind the child and held his little hand holding the pen.

"The first time Ze'er picked up a pen to write, he was like you. He would practice calligraphy every day before he could write as well as he does now. Tian Mo, you can do it if you practice more." Murong Hao held Tian Mo's hand and taught him how to write. name.

Tian Mo felt the warmth of the emperor's big hand, and his eyes turned red instantly. He was a child without parents. No one had ever taught him how to hold a pen so patiently. Now there is a person who is willing to hold his little hand and teach him to write. He will also be moved, and a tear will fall on the paper unconsciously.

Murong Hao could see how moved the child was at this moment. He continued to hold Tian Mo's hand, just like he held Ze'er's hand before, and taught him to write his name one stroke at a time.

"A man should not shed tears in front of outsiders at will. Be strong."

Murong Hao let go of the child's hand, took out a handkerchief from his lapel and handed it to the child, gesturing for him to wipe his tears.

Tian Mo nodded, took the handkerchief and wiped the tears on his face.

"Your Majesty, Tian Mo will wash this veil before returning it to you." Tian Mo said a little embarrassedly as he saw the traces of his own tears on the white satin veil.

"I've given it to you. If you don't have a veil in the future, tell Aunt Leng that she will prepare it for you." Murong Hao said warmly.

"Thank you, Your Majesty." Tian Mo regarded this handkerchief as a treasure, folded it and put it in his sleeve pocket.

"Come on, I will continue to teach you how to write your name. All future assignments will require your own name. Your name should be the best thing you can write in your life." Murong Hao continued to pick up Tian Mo's hand and teach him how to write. The word "Tianmo".

Murong Ze watched his father teach Brother Tianmo to write and smiled happily. His father was not only a good father, but also a good person. He didn't care about Tianmo's birth, adopted Tianmo in his palace, and also let He studies, this is his good father, and his mother is right, his father may look cold on the face, but his heart is warm, and there is great kindness hidden in his heart.

Lin Yunxi handed the fetuses to the wet nurse and Nanny Leng early in the morning to take them down for feeding. She had been watching how Murong Hao checked the children's homework outside the palace gate. It turned out that he was more patient in teaching the children than she was. He was a good father and a good father. man.

She walked into the main hall and came to the desks of the two children.

"Sir, why don't we rest for two-quarters of an hour after the meal and take the children to play Cuju in the ball park behind the Ambergris Palace? You play Cuju so well that you can show off your skills to the children?"

"Father, is it true that you can play Cuju?" Ze'er had seen Cuju in books, but had never seen anyone play it. He heard his mother say that his father was very good at playing Cuju, and he looked at his father in surprise.

"Father, I played Cuju with the generals and soldiers in the army before, and I haven't had any opponents yet. Let's see who of you can surpass Father in the future. Father will give you a lot of rewards. We will have a rest after dinner, and Father will lead you." You go and play.”

He looked at his Xi'er. What a good suggestion. His son should run and jump more so that his skin would be strong.