Step by step routine

Rong Zhiming looked down at the baby, but didn't reach out to hug him.

"Hmph..." Rubbing on Rong Zhiming's calf like a cat, "Someone hit Chou Chou, it hurts... Feifei..."

There is really no way.Rong Zhiming bent down and picked up the child, "Clown, your father is sleeping, so stop arguing."

"?" He nodded his head.

Cong Cong here finally came to his senses from the loud cry, he was obviously frightened, looked around but couldn't see Song Wei, the little guy grabbed Tao'er's sleeve, and said softly: ..." Song Wei secretly taught the child to call him father without telling Xiao Jue, this was the first time Cong Cong called him.

He is only half a year old, and he can only make some babbling syllables.His temperament and royal demeanor are there, he won't cry when he urinates, and drop golden beans crackling to find his father.

The clown secretly glanced at the little prince who was crying so painfully, then turned his face away and lay in Rong Zhiming's arms. He seemed to make people cry... There was a vague thought in his heart, he seemed to like watching it very much. The younger brother is crying.

Although Cong Cong didn't cry very loudly, Song Wei still ran out with a tacit understanding, the little guy stretched out his hand as soon as he saw him, a rare initiative.

Song Wei coaxed the baby skillfully, and then said to Rong Zhiming: "It's nothing serious, the fever should be cured in two or three days, and I left the prescription in the room. Junior brother, try not to be so aggressive in the future, it's simply It's too beastly, I'll go back first, the kid in your arms is either bad or bad."

After speaking, he touched the clown's head and left. The clown looked at it for a while, then opened his eyes wide and said to Rong Zhiming, "Daddy, can you...see you again?"

"do you like him?"

The clown nodded, "Crying...beautiful..."

"..." Rong Zhiming fell silent.

"Daddy, what is Qingsou?" The curious baby continued to ask.

Rong Zhiming finally stretched his eyebrows and smiled, "From now on, the clown will understand when he has someone he likes."

After handing the obedient baby to the servant, Rong Zhiming continued to take care of Shen Xiansi.

...

It was time for the night market to leave the General's Mansion, so it goes without saying that Pingling, an imperial city, is so lively.

I don't know which family is holding a wedding, invited a lion dancer, and the water mat is beating with big drums. Everyone is smiling. It's a very happy day.

Song Wei lifted the curtain and felt proud from the bottom of her heart, her daughter-in-law is really a good emperor, no matter how hard he worked, the world is in peace.

Well, it's almost his birthday, so I have to prepare myself.

When Song Wei was thinking about something, Cong Cong, who was sleepy and staring in his arms, poked his head out, resting his small head on the window of the carriage, eyes a little red from crying, staring blankly at this lively and free scene.

He has been in the palace since he was born, and he has never seen these scenes before.No matter how stable the doll is, she loves to play and make trouble. Seeing the little guy holding his hands and staring at him without blinking, Song Wei felt sore.

Little Jue'er also loves to be lively and free, as he could tell when he was in Nanyang.But born in the royal family, the nature is always to be suppressed, and the word "freedom" is even more nonsense.

As for Cong Cong in his arms, he was planning to take the throne early, and then take Xiao Jue'er away.He yearned for freedom, and he never planned to die of old age in the palace with Xiao Jue.

Feeling more and more pitiful for his son, Song Wei grabbed his little baby with a big hand, called to stop and was about to go out to play.Tao'er and Li'er naturally wouldn't say anything, a guard dressed as an ordinary attendant stopped him, and said in a low voice: "Your Majesty, it's too dangerous outside, you'd better go back to the palace with the prince early."

As soon as Cong Cong came out from his arms, his eyes lit up.

"If there is any danger, I will take the prince for a stroll, besides, it is not yours." Song Wei made a gesture to leave, but the guard refused to move away.

"Young lady, the emperor said that you and the prince must return to the palace as soon as they leave the general's mansion, and you are not allowed to stay outside."

An acrobat walked past on stilts, and the doll in his arms uttered happily.

"I'll take care of the accident, I'm the master, you're just a slave, don't make me unhappy." After finishing speaking, he gave the guard a hard kick, and hugged Cong Cong who rarely had such a happy smile on his face. wandered off.

The guard asked one person to go back to the palace to report, and then followed Song Wei closely with several other plainclothes guards.

...

When receiving the news that Song Wei was stranded outside with her child, Xiao Jue was pinching his forehead from exhaustion.Today, we have not reached an agreement with the foreign envoys on the issue of refugees, and now we have a bunch of papers.

As soon as the guard finished speaking, Xiao Jue's unattractive face darkened completely, he slammed the table and shouted "nonsense" coldly!

The palace people were so frightened that they all knelt down on the ground.It is self-evident how dangerous it is to take a prince to stay outside!

It's not that Xiao Jue is a frightened bird, he grew up in the royal family, and when he was a prince, he had countless open and dark arrows, let alone being made a prince.

"Tie him back to me!"

"Yes, Your Majesty."

...

Something went wrong.

There was an assassination.

The other party lit poisonous smoke, even though Song Wei covered Cong Cong's mouth in time, the little child and the surrounding people still inhaled it.

Made a mess.

In order to protect the child well, Song Wei was slapped in the chest. This palm made Song Wei's eyes go dark, and he almost passed out. He could only endure it.

When he arrived at Dexin Palace, he didn't care about anything, he hurriedly rummaged through the box and stuffed the pills into the little guy who had fainted and turned blue.

Cong Cong was too young to swallow.

Song Wei was so anxious that his eyes were red. When his brain was blocked for a while and he didn't know what to do, Tao'er at the side hurriedly fetched hot water and grinded the pills into a liquid medicine. Song Wei fed it to Cong Cong with tears.

Only then did Xiao Jue arrive with a group of imperial physicians.

After busying around for a while, Xiao Jue almost collapsed when he realized that Cong Cong's life was no longer in danger. Song Wei supported him, and Xiao Jue pushed him forcefully and coldly. Song Wei, who was already injured, Pushed to the ground, there was a rush of blood in front of his eyes, and his body was covered in painful cold sweat.

Xiao Jue didn't even look at him, and sat on the edge of the bed to wipe Cong Cong's face. The child was still vomiting poisonous blood from time to time, and his small face was still bruised.

"Little Jue'er, I..." Song Wei wanted to apologize.

"Get out!" Xiao Jue shouted angrily, and everyone knelt down, so shocked that even Song Wei ignored Xiao Jue's address.

"listen…"

"Come here, drag Concubine Yuan out!" Xiao Jue's face was tense, and he felt cold.

Several imperial guards ran in and dragged Song Wei out, Song Wei watched the palace gate close, Xiao Jue didn't even give him a look.

It's so fucking painful.Song Wei clutched his chest and was about to fall to the ground, Tao'er and Li'er hurriedly supported him with red eyes.

"You go to the side hall to rest first, and send an imperial physician to take a look." Eunuch Li who came out after him looked at Song Wei's dead-like expression, and hurriedly said.

"There's no need to preach to the imperial physician, I myself...wow..." Song Wei vomited a big mouthful of blood as she spoke.

The cold moon behind him is like frost.