Reborn Emperor's Wife

The five-year-old Cong'er still doesn't understand what it means to be a prince, but he already knows that his status is noble, and because of his dignity, he needs to pay more attention to his words and deeds. What adults say is very cute.

But Cong'er, who tries to make her words and deeds close to her father and father, also has naughty moments, showing her lively and mischievous nature. In Rong's words, she is exactly the same as Lou Yinan when she was a child, especially naughty, without spanking on the butt I don't know how to write the word "rule" twice.

Cong'er was lying on the tree, and moved her little butt forward. He really didn't know how to write the word "rule", and the Taifu hadn't taught it yet!

There was also a little boy lying on the branch next to Cong'er, with flaxen hair piled up on his head in a mess, probably due to aliens, the younger boy was taller than the five-year-old Cong'er Stronger and stronger.

After crawling a few times, the boy reached the bird's nest on the branch of the tree, hugged the bird's nest and looked, "Your Highness, there are two little birds inside."

Cong'er was not far behind, and crawled over after him, straddling the branch and turned her head to look, her face was wrinkled, "It's even uglier!"

"Hehe, it's pretty ugly, and I don't know what it looks like when it grows up?" The flaxen-haired mind frivolously touched the top of the head, and the messy pile of hair on the head was scratched and made it even more unsightly.

Cong'er stroked his chin, the movement was exactly the same as Lou Yinan's, he blinked his eyes like Qi Chengqian's and said seriously: "It must be an eagle, Daddy's Haidongqing is very beautiful, I want one too." The latter is the key point, he also wants a mighty eagle.

The boy also immediately thought of Lou Yinan's beautiful Hai Dongqing, and the hands holding the bird's nest were trembling with excitement, as if the little chicks in the bird's nest in his hands were descendants of eagles, " said the empress. When Fei Tian has a child, let His Highness choose one to raise."

Cong'er tried his best to control his expression, to make himself appear majestic and extraordinary, just like his father and father, but his smiling eyes and chubby little face couldn't show majesty at all. He patted the boy on the shoulder, " Dongzi, just wait, when I have my own eagle, I will borrow it from you for two days, haha."

"Thank you, Your Highness."

While the two little ones longed for the eagle, they also did not forget their purpose of climbing the tree. Cong'er took the baby bird out of her arms, carefully put it into the nest, and stretched out her small hand to solemnly hold it Touched the edge of the bird's nest, "Don't fall down mischievously, your father and mother will be anxious. Well, Dongzi put it back."

"Okay."

It turned out that when they were playing, they came to the bottom of the tree and saw a baby bird crying weakly. When they looked up, they saw a bird's nest, which must have fallen out of there, so Cong'er and Dongzi climbed the tree Sending off the bird, humming and humming, but the group of waiters under the tree were so anxious that their hearts almost jumped out of their throats.

"Your Highness, brother, the millet cake made by Aunt Chunfeng is ready." A crisp voice came from not far away, and a delicate girl with red hair combed into two small bags ran over with her skirt in hand.

Cong'er stuck out her head and waved to the little girl, "Hongyu, we are here."

Hongyu shook her head left and right, "I can't see it."

"This way." Cong'er increased her waving, but she couldn't control it all of a sudden, and her small body began to slide, "Ah!"

The one who screamed louder than Cong'er was the servants. Seven or eight eunuchs and maids opened their hands to catch the little master who fell from the tree. Some eunuchs even threw themselves on the ground and acted as human cushions. , You must know that the ones who fell were their lives!

Cong'er closed his eyes, but the expected pain did not come, he quietly opened his eyes, his eyes suddenly lit up, "Daddy."

Lou Yinan's face sank, "You actually fell from the tree, how did daddy teach you, when you do something, you must be single-minded, don't be impetuous, half-hearted, the most important thing is to pay attention to your own mind." Have you forgotten about your own safety?"

Cong'er bowed her head obediently, "I know Daddy, I was wrong, I shouldn't have waved to Hongyu when I was on the tree, and I shouldn't have thought about the millet cake made by Daddy Hai Dongqing and Aunt Chunfeng when I was climbing the tree."

Lou Yinan was overjoyed, the child, "It's good to know."

"Yeah." Cong'er nodded quickly, "I won't do it next time."

Lou Yinan nodded Cong'er's plump forehead, "There will be no next time."

"My son knows."

Putting his son down, Lou Yinan looked at Dongzi and Hongyu who were obediently standing aside. The two brothers and sisters were Rouer's children. They were four years old now. Dongzi was simple and honest, and Hongyu was soft. From the current point of view, they are all good children. As the saying goes, three years old and old. Lou Yinan does not believe that a child who is kind and sensible since childhood is unlikely to turn bad without major changes, but human nature is changeable. No one can guarantee that they won't, especially if they have such a mother.

Staring at Dongzi and Hongyu for a while, especially Hongyu, except for hair color, eye color and fairer skin, Hongyu and Rou'er are exactly the same.Lou Yinan's gaze made Dongzi and Hongyu terrified, they stood there with their necks and shoulders shrunk, not daring to move.

"The prince almost fell down, and you are also at fault. Dongzi didn't stop him from climbing the tree at the beginning, and Hongyu shouldn't have called them to distract them when they climbed the tree. Jiang Qian Write the characters ten times, and hand them over to me in ten days." Lou Yinan glanced at his son who was heaving a sigh of relief, and said flatly: "Cong'er also wants to write, as a master, it is really wrong to be in a dangerous situation. , write the thousand-character prose fifteen times, and hand it over to me in ten days."

Cong'er burst into tears, "Daddy, I haven't learned all the thousand-character prose yet."

"Write down what you have learned. If the Taifu teaches the rest within ten days, the rest of the content will also be added. You can't miss a single word. Don't be lazy and play narrow-minded. I know the progress of your study."

"Yes, Daddy." Cong'er said dejectedly.

The five-year-old Cong'er was still troubled by not copying the book, but the ten-year-old Cong'er already understood the responsibilities he should bear as a prince. Walking slowly in front, followed by a little fat man holding millet cakes and eating non-stop.

The little fat man has a round face, and holds the bright yellow millet cake in his white and tender hands, eating like a little squirrel. Because he ate the delicious cake, his eyes narrowed into crescent moons. Looking at him Feeling better after eating.

The little fat man was too fat, his entire face was like a plump birthday peach, his facial features became blurred, and he couldn't tell whether he looked like Lou Yinan or Qi Chengqian.

"Xiaobai, you are so good at eating that I never saw you stop talking." Cong'er knew what her younger brother was doing without looking back, either eating or eating.

Lou Yinan and Qi Chengqian's second son, Xiaobai, whose name is Qi Shuanghua, nodded vigorously, and replied "Mmmm" twice, vaguely, but he did not forget to eat.

Qi Yizong propped his head helplessly, "Father can't smell oily now, we'll have a simpler lunch, don't think about Aunt Feng making braised pork anymore."

Qi Shuanghua pouted, "My little brother must be very boring. He doesn't like to eat. He didn't like delicious food when he was in his father's stomach. It's not good."

After the second son was born, Lou Yinan paid close attention to it, and even asked Rong Yi for medicine, and the two of them welcomed their third child when Qi Yizong was ten years old.Qi Shuanghua has a special resentment towards his little brother, because his father can't eat meaty food since he was pregnant with his little brother, even if he eats meaty food, he eats it very lightly, but he likes to eat thick oily red sauce, especially braised pork with pork belly Let's make it, the five-flowered three-layer braised pork is so fragrant, the mouth is watering.

Seeing his younger brother's appearance, Qi Yizong knew what he was thinking, and he must have thought of something delicious. He was about to touch his forehead, "If you want to eat something else, you can go to Uncle Rong's to open a small stove, Xiao Uncle will definitely make delicious food."

"Brother, you are right. I will go there at noon today, and tell my father and father for me." Qi Shuanghua ran away in a hurry, and now he is going to ask Uncle Xiao to make braised pork, which will definitely be available before the martial arts class.

The younger brother ran away in a hurry, Qi Shuanghua shook his head helplessly again, walked forward slowly with his hands behind his back, the long hair like red emeralds in front of him was swaying in the air, Qi Shuanghua raised the corner of his mouth, "Red jade."

The 17-year-old Qi Yizong was already confused about choosing a partner. A red color flashed in his mind, but he quickly suppressed it. Similarly, he knows what is the best choice, and as the eldest son and prince, he knows how to choose the most correct one.

Qi Yizong was taught very well by Lou Yinan and Qi Chengqian. He knows right and wrong, has a sense of justice, hides the universe in his chest, and has the world in his heart. He is a good son and prince who is responsible and decisive.He is 17 years old, has entered the court, has an official position, and officially started his political career.Qi Chengqian had already brought Qi Yizong with him when he was handling political affairs, so he didn't feel in a hurry when he first entered the officialdom, but he was able to handle it with ease. Sometimes trivial, sometimes neat and orderly cases opened a door for him. In addition to the case, the interpersonal relationship also made him feel fresh. It turns out that people in the officialdom get along like this, which is an eye-opener.

In three years, he will be 20 years old. At that time, he will not be a boy, but will stand in the world as a man. There are still three years for him to consider, what kind of woman should he choose? To spend a lifetime together.

"Brother, is the purse made by Sister Hongyu good-looking?" Lou Yinan and Qi Chengqian's third son, with a quick temper, ran over holding a purse with a smile on his face. The purse is embroidered with double lotus flowers, like two childhood sweethearts cuddling together. "Sister Hongyu asked me to bring it to you, and I have it too."

Qi Yizong followed the hand of the third brother, and saw that there was also a purse hanging around his waist, and a red carp was embroidered on the jumpy blue. The red carp seemed to be alive, as if it was going to come out of the purse Jump out, and splash a little bit of water along the way.

Qi Yizong rubbed his third brother's head with a smile, "Brother don't want it, you can return the red jade."

Song'er wrinkled her face, "Isn't that good? Sister Hongyu said, you don't want it, just throw it away. It's so beautiful, I can't bear it!"

"It's not easy." Qi Yizong took the purse and tied it around his younger brother's waist, "You can just accept it, one left and one right, it's not very pretty."

"also."

The 20-year-old Qi Yizong made the most correct choice. He married the youngest daughter of a great Confucian and scholar. His wife is very beautiful and gentle. When she smiles, there are two dimples on her cheeks. She is a generous and decent daughter. Home is the joy in his heart.

On the wedding night, under the reflection of the festive red silk, the redness in the bottom of my heart became farther and farther away. The delicate and shy bride made Qi Yizong's eyes red.

Hongyu is also another wife, and they will all be happy.

The author has something to say: This is about the eldest son Cong'er. As the eldest son who is expected by everyone, Qi Yizong is doomed not to be able to live freely, but he is also able to handle this kind of life with ease, he is a natural emperor material!