Madam is a Superstar

Okay then, take it to the kitchen and give it to Yuan'er to fry it for you.

Song Qing didn't discourage the child's enthusiasm either. After all, the ponds in the palace were full of fish and there were enough fish for his son Huo Huo.

Uh-huh!

Nangong Changying nodded his head happily, and happily ran towards the kitchen with a miniature fish bucket, cheering while running,

There are fried fish to eat. Sometimes I catch the fish myself. I sometimes eat the tail of the fish, the queen eats the meat, and the father eats the head of the fish.

All the palace people in Fengming Palace couldn't help snickering, even a fish the size of a little finger is not enough for a baby of His Royal Highness.

Song Qing also thought it was funny, but the old mother's heart was still warm. Thinking about the past few years, she really made things difficult for the little guy.

Da Yuan ran back and forth in another world, logically speaking, Ying'er should not be able to hide secrets at his age.

But Tuanzi hid it tightly, and never revealed half of the secrets of his father, queen and queen.

And he's also a good at socializing, whether it's the Huo family or Xu Shenbaicha and Shen Bai, the little guy can handle it with ease.

noon,

Nangong Changying got his wish and ate the fish he caught with his own hands, and with his ingenuity,

Divide the fish that is only as long as the thumb into three parts, and give them to the father, the queen, and yourself to eat respectively.

Father, eat quickly, it's delicious!

The human cub chewed on the fish tail that was fried until it was fragrant with golden peppers. While he was satisfied, he did not forget to ask his father to eat it too.

Eat, my child's heart, my deep love for you. Song Qing teased and put the fish to his son's mouth.

Nangong Yu ate it.

Father, is it delicious? The child was full of anticipation, sitting upright and waiting for praise.

It's too young, I can only taste the smell of oil. Nangong Yu didn't give his son face, and the white jade chopsticks reached for the braised pork ribs and put a piece into the dumpling bowl.

Eat more, practice hard with your mother, and try to catch a big one next time.

Tuanzi was not angry, just a little bit frustrated and failed, but soon cheered up again, trying to eat ribs to grow taller and stronger!

But the little guy may not be lucky today,

After having a full meal with my father and queen, when I crossed the threshold of the dining hall, I didn't know why,

It fell to the ground with a slap, and the child's instinctive human cub immediately burst into tears.

Wow wow wow ... Woohoo, Mother Emperor Woo, Father Emperor

The baby cried so loudly, Song Qing frowned in distress and subconsciously wanted to help her son up,

The hand was pulled abruptly, and when he looked puzzled, he saw that his man's face was not very good-looking.

stand up.

Nangong Yu's thin lips were straightened into a line, and the gentle words overflowed from his throat, and his heart did not soften because of his son's crying.

The palace people around who wanted to help were all shocked by the emperor's words, listening to His Royal Highness crying and feeling distressed,

But taking a peek at the emperor's face, no one dared to be that person who disobeyed the emperor's wishes.

Woo father, woo woo father, hiccup...

Nangong Changying turned his head, Hei Liang's eyes gleamed with tears, he just felt very wronged,

And it really hurts, but seeing the father like this, I feel a little scared, so I can only answer in a whimpering voice.

Seeing her son's pitiful appearance, Song Qing felt even more distressed, but she also understood that it was not good to interrupt Huo's education at this time.

He could only secretly poke the narrow waist of the man with his fingertips, and Ying'er was only three years old this year.

Nangong Yu's expression softened, and he looked at the little guy who was still in a falling posture and didn't plan to get up.

What did I tell you a few days ago, and how did you promise me?

Nangong Changying sniffed, not daring to look into his father's eyes anymore, and lowered his head with a little bit of guilt,

My son of Dayuan, I shouldn't shed tears. If there are any, one is for my wife, children and parents, the other is for the loyal ministers of the people, and the third is for my Dayuan country.

I promised my father that I will be able to do this in the future, hiccup.

I just cried so hard that I couldn't fully recover from it for a while, and I also spoke with a strong nasal and crying voice.

After finishing speaking, I couldn't help crying and hiccupping, but Nangong Zhang Ying Xiaotuanzi also understood after finishing speaking,

Thinking about howling and crying just because of a somersault, the already drooping head drooped even lower, and I was ashamed and said,

My son stopped crying.

As he spoke, he stood up by himself, enduring the pain in his knees, and walked to the queen mother in a sensible and obedient manner.

In the future, I will stand up by myself and walk well.

Song Qing took Tuanzi's hand and squeezed the soft palm as a comfort, then turned her head to look at Yuan'er and asked Yuan'er to get the medicinal wine.

The little guy did what he said, he didn't cry when he kneaded the medicinal wine, he just gritted his teeth,

Song Qing felt uncomfortable. If possible, she really hoped that her son would not have the fate of an emperor.

Just be an idle prince, and you won't have to work hard for state affairs like Huo benefactor in the future.

the sun is just right,

The rockery and flowing water in the front yard, the fragrance of roses is refreshing, it is time for lunch break,

The palace people lowered their footsteps one by one, for fear of disturbing the rest of the empress and the prince.

in the bedroom,

Song Qing used Nangong Yu's arm as a pillow, Benefactor Huo, are we asking too much of Ying'er? He has just turned three years old.

Sometimes it is not necessary to be so strict, do you think about what we were doing when we were three years old? Anyway, I would fall and cry.

Just no one to coax,

It's not right, it can't be said that no one is coaxing, the old woman can't coax, but if Nangong Yu is here, she will squat beside her and watch her cry,

When she stops crying enough, this guy will breathe a sigh of relief like the rest of his life, and then he will take out a piece of candy for her to eat from nowhere.

three years old?

The color of Nangong Yu's eyes was slightly darker, and the corner of her phoenix eyes collided with his wife's beautiful eyes, and the coldness in the bottom of her eyes faded away and replaced with tenderness,

He's a boy, and he's destined to be a king. A king can't be weak and useless. I know it's unfair for Ying Er to ask him to do this at his age, but there are some things that he has to go through and temper.

The mellow voice is restrained and convincing for no reason.

Song Qing sighed, and buried her face in Ambergris' arms, I know I just feel sorry for him, and I would rather he be an idle prince in the future.

Look at you being so busy all day long, why not be the emperor at the beginning, grab the throne, and just take me to elope and live in seclusion in the deep mountains and old forests.

Nangong Yu smiled without saying a word, and kissed the woman's soft hair with the light fragrance of iris flowers in her arms,

Soon, give me another two years to accompany you well in the future.

Are we going to war again? Song Qing didn't raise her head, she couldn't understand what each other was thinking.

Nangong Yu didn't hide anything, Well, I can finish the fight in these two years at the latest, let's not talk about it, go to sleep, sleep for a while.

Song Qing was really tired from practicing the sword all morning, and after bathing and burning incense,

Lying on the bed created a drowsy feeling, and he scribbled a reply before he dreamed of Duke Zhou.

…

the next two years,

Dayuan's iron cavalry stepped through one country after another, and everyone knew about Dayuan Emperor's ambition to rule the world.

All countries in the world can't avoid this, some surrender without fighting, some fight without being enemy,

Daeyuan 461 years,

The last piece of land in the world was acquired by Da Yuan. On the 29th year of Emperor Da Yuan's reign, he changed the widow to me.

Since then, the trains have the same track, the books have the same text, the same behavior, the same region, and the same quantity and balance,

Under Putian, is it the land of the king; on the shore of the land, is it the king's ministers!