My Empress is My Bad Girl

Yun Dai slept very long this time.

Until the evening, several children came and she was still asleep.

Yan'er and Caicai, Qian'er and Xiaozhuang, Toddler and Shui Yijun, all tacitly did not bring any children, for fear of disturbing the quietness of the father and the queen.

Xiao Er was more chic, and came alone.

He doesn't have a regular wife, and no matter how many children and housework the concubines have, they won't be able to get on the stage after all.

Everyone else is right. He is the only one. Zhao Yuanjing saw him and didn't say anything.

Before coming, Yan'er had cleared out all the irrelevant servants in Fengyi Palace, leaving only Tsing Yi and Baoxing.

Most of the maids who served in Fengyi Palace before were released when they were old. Some of the eunuchs got sick and disappeared, and some were transferred to other places to work.

Because there is no master here to serve, the people who usually stay here are those who do the rough work of sweeping and maintaining the courtyard.

Yan'er did this entirely to enable Zhao Yuanjing to take off his mask and talk and eat in peace of mind.

The child could not wait the most and pestered Zhao Yuanjing and called: "Father, Father, take off the mask soon, I'll take it off for you, don't wear this rouch!"

"I'm so old, I'm a mother, and I'm still awkward." Although Zhao Yuanjing's mouth was annoying, it didn't stop her from moving.

The toddler pulled off the mask when he reached out.

When everyone saw the true face of Mount Lu under the mask, they couldn't help but breathe.

The face is like a crown of jade, and the eyebrows are far-reaching peaks.

It looks much younger than Yan'er who has a short beard.

The child swallowed, and was a little embarrassed to hang on him again, "Father, you and your mother are too enchanting, they are all ages, and they look younger than Shui Yijun."

Zhao Yuanjing smiled and said, "That's why your mother didn't want to come back. The secretive life was uncomfortable."

It was the first time that Shui Yijun saw this legendary first emperor. Seeing his appearance, his eyes were shining and his hands were itchy. He wanted to study how he maintained his youthful appearance.

The toddler pinched him: "I know what you are thinking. Don't worry, there will be more surprises later."

She ran towards the house: "Mother, queen—"

Zhao Yuanjing raised her leg and stopped her from going: "Your mother's queen is still sleeping. Don't disturb her."

"It's going to be dark this day, why are you still sleeping?" Qian'er was surprised, "Is the queen tired?"

"Isn't it to come back to attend your wedding?" Zhao Yuanjing said, "After all, your mother's queen is not too young anymore."

Shui Yijun said: "Yes, baby, don't disturb the mother. Let her sleep in peace for a while. It is difficult for this elderly person to recover from fatigue..."

Before I finished speaking, there was a light footsteps outside, and a pleasant chuckle: "It's so lively, I won't wake me up sooner."

Shui Yijun turned his head and saw a girl in a green dress, with a sweet face and a slender figure, walking in with her hands behind her back, smiling.

Which princess is this in the palace?

Shui Yijun was thinking, a figure around him had already flashed past.

"Mother Queen—"

The child threw himself into the arms of the girl in the green skirt.

Shui Yijun: "..."

The world is okay.

He is a little skeptical of life.

Although his own mother, Shui Suizhu, is also a wicked figure, his appearance and age are consistent, and he is not as old as his forty years old.