Cute and soft group pet the little emperor [Qing wear]

"Where is it? Where is it? Why didn't I see it?" Niu Hulu walked over quickly, holding the hem of her skirt.

Hong Zhou pointed to a place and said, "That's right there! On the half-covered tree trunk, there is a small bulge, also brown in color, and it looks like a squirrel! But it looks a little bigger."

Everyone raised their heads together, Zhaozhao buried his little head on the tree trunk, he was unwilling to show his face, it was too embarrassing, they would definitely laugh at himself again.

"Why doesn't it look like a squirrel to me? Isn't it long hair? Besides, have you seen its tail? Could it be a weasel?" Geng asked.

Everyone said no.

Zhao Zhao really couldn't hold it anymore, he stayed up there for a long time, and now he wanted to shush, but he saw Zhao Zhao who was in a dilemma, and he started to cry.

"Hey~"

Hong Zhou suddenly asked everyone: "Did you hear any sound? It seemed to be barking just now! It's a bit like... like a mouse! Yes! That's right!"

Prince Yong Yinzhen clenched his fist to his lips, holding back his laughter very hard.

Zhao Zhao, who was called a mouse by his brother, couldn't hold back at all.

"Zhao Zhao is not a mouse! Wow~"

"Zhao... Zhaozhao?" Everyone looked up at the bulging bag on the tree trunk in amazement.

"Okay, put Zhaozhao down quickly." Prince Yong ordered the guards behind him.

The guard used his hands and feet again, climbed up in twos and threes, then untied the cloth strips wrapped around Zhao Zhao's body, picked him up with one hand, and returned to the ground lightly.

Ulanara stepped forward to take the child into his arms and hugged him, wiping his tears distressedly.

"Okay, okay, stop crying, Zhao Zhao is not a mouse, Hong Zhou, he just accidentally misread, Zhao Zhao stopped crying!"

Geng patted Hong Zhou on the back suddenly.

"Let you talk nonsense, cry Zhao Zhaoqi again! Such a big man, he doesn't know how to keep the door open!"

Hong Zhou felt that he had been wronged to death.

"Then how did I know that it was Zhaozhao! Er Niang, you still called me! Didn't you just say that he is a weasel!"

Geng choked, a little embarrassed, so he patted his son on the back again.

"To shut up!"

"I'm also an Erniang, look at how gentle Di Erniang is to Zhaozhao! How considerate! But what about you? You always know how to teach me a lesson!"

"Hehe! If you are a cute, sensible, sweet-mouthed cutie like Zhao Zhao, I can also become like Fujin! Are you?" Geng raised his eyebrows and asked him.

"Then you were born to look like me! What does it have to do with me!"

"The co-author didn't make you look good. Is it my fault? I think Hong Zhou's skin is itchy again, isn't it?"

The bickering between the mother and son was in full swing.

Zhao Zhao on the other side was still crying, feeling aggrieved and uncomfortable, because he was really in a hurry now, but he was too embarrassed to speak out in front of so many people, so he could only vent by crying.

"Zhao Zhao is so... so pitiful! Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow~"

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that he deserved sympathy.

Prince Yong saw that he was really sad, so he came over to express his concern.

"What's the matter? Didn't I just say something to you? Is that what you care about?"

Zhao Zhao looked at A Ma with tears in his eyes.

"Then Zhaozhao said that Ama is a stupid dog, does Ama care?"

Prince Yong was speechless. Although he liked keeping dogs, he was not happy to be called a dog.

"Ahem...Of course I care."

"Hmph! Zhaozhao just doesn't like little mice. They are ugly, smell bad, and even eat them secretly! Zhaozhao is not a little mouse! Wow~"

Thinking of the dirty and smelly rats he had seen crawling around the corners, Zhao Zhao felt that he was getting dirty.

"Okay, okay! You are not a little mouse. No one said you were. Just now, Hong Zhou said that he seemed to see one on the tree, but you were not the only one on the tree. Maybe there was a real mouse on it? Right? ?”

Prince Yong Yinzhen racked his brains to get the words back to Yuan.

Zhaozhao's crying sound became quieter, he sobbed and asked, "Really?"

"Of course it's true! Zhao Zhao is so cute, white and good-looking, how could he look like a mouse! Aunt just saw another mouse!" Geng Shi explained in time.

Zhao Zhao looked at his fifth brother Hong Zhou again.

Hong Zhou raised a smiling face, which is similar to the rhetoric.

"That's right! I also saw a real mouse! It's not about you, Zhao Zhao! Don't get me wrong!"

Only then did Zhao Zhao laugh through tears.

Then stick it to his mother's ear and whisper, "My mother~"

"What's wrong?" Ulanara asked him.

"I...I...I want to"

"What do you want to do? Just tell Erniang, why are you still embarrassed?" Ulanara encouraged the child with a smile.

"I want to...shush..." Zhao Zhao said the last two words very, very quietly.

If it weren't for Ulanara's sharp hearing, I'm afraid I wouldn't know what he was talking about.

Ulanara hugged him and comforted him.

"My lord, my concubine will take Zhaozhaohui Jingxinyuan first, and change him into clean clothes. My lord should hurry up and take Hongli and Hongzhou to the pavilion next to him to take an exam. It's getting late."

Seeing that Zhao Zhao's clothes were indeed somewhat dirty, Prince Yong nodded.

"Take him quickly, lest the child catch a cold."

Only then did Ulanara rush back with the little guy in his arms, during which time Zhaozhao kept moaning, as if he was about to suffocate, and in a deserted corner, Ulanara put him down.

"Go, Er Niang knows that you can't hold back anymore."

Zhao Zhao, who had never dealt with it outside, wrinkled her little face, somewhat unable to accept it.

But he couldn't hold it anymore, so he could only hold back his shame and walked inside.

Before it was resolved, he turned around and said to his mother: "My mother! Turn around quickly! Don't look at me~"

Ulanara chuckled lightly and replied, "Okay, okay."

Then turned around slowly and asked him, "Is this okay?"

Zhao Zhao still felt very embarrassed.

"Mother, go further away!"

Ulanara took a few steps forward.

"Is it alright now?"

Zhao Zhao felt that Er Niang could hardly hear her movements, so she began to relax completely and concentrate on solving her personal problems.

After waiting for a while, before hearing the little guy's footsteps, Ulanara knew that the kid had been holding back for a long time.

Just as Zhao Zhao was done, light snow began to fall in the sky.

Zhao Zhao stretched out two small hands, took some, and found that the snow was in pieces. He smiled and ran towards his mother, wanting to share his new discovery with her.

"Er Niang~ Er Niang, look quickly!"

Ulanara turned around, looked at the child running towards him with a smile, and knelt down to support his little body that was about to fall.

"what happened?"

"Look, mother!"

Ulanara shifted his gaze to the little guy's hand, and some new snowflakes fell on it.

"This is snow. Last year, when you were young, you insisted on arguing to see the snow, and you fell ill because of it. Then your emperor Mafa gave you a glazed window where you can enjoy the snow indoors. do you remember?"

Zhao Zhao nodded his little head.

"Remember~ Mommy, look at it."

Ulanara didn't quite understand what the little guy asked him to see for a while.

"Er Niang has seen many snows in her life, and she doesn't find it novel." She explained.

"No, my mother, they are piece by piece, like little flowers~ they are different from the ones in the glass ball!"

It was the first time for Ulanara to notice the shape of snow. For the first time in decades, she discovered that besides being white, snow also has such a beautiful shape.

"Yeah, it has six horns, so pretty."

Zhaozhao raised a bright smiling face, cupped his two little hands high, and presented them in front of Ulanara, his voice was pure and agile.

"For my mother~ This is a very beautiful little flower~"

Ulanara's eye sockets gradually became moist, and she stretched out her hand to hold the little guy's little hand, as if she had received those snowflakes that had been melted by body temperature until they disappeared.

"Thank you Zhaozhao. This is the first time Erniang has seen such a beautiful flower. Erniang likes it very much."

Zhao Zhao opened his two little hands and poured them carefully, as if he really put the snowflakes in his heart into his mother's hands.

"Er Niang, take it well~"

Ulanara clasped her hands together and put them on her chest. She didn't let the child find out that there was nothing in her palms, and promised Zhaozhao with a smile on her face: "Emiang must take care of it! Put them in a The safest place." In my heart.

"Heck heck heck~ good~~"

Zhao Zhao smiled and jumped around in circles, her two little hands continued to run to catch those snowflakes.

"It's snowing~ cluck cluck!"

Seeing his happy look, Ulanara showed a very touched smile.

This is the most precious treasure God bestowed on her. He is so cute and warm, and he has given her countless joys and surprises. It was gone, so she called out a little uneasily.

"Zhao Zhao!"

The little guy turned his head and ran towards Eniang, panting and looking up at Ulanara.

"Mother, were you calling me just now?"

Ulanara hugged his soft body and nodded.

"Well, it's Erniang calling you, it's too cold, Erniang will take you back, okay?"

"But I still want to play for a little while~ Erniang~ okay~~ I'm just playing for a little while~"

Zhao Zhao also stretched out his two fingers to show how small it is.

Ulanara was so cute by his childish movements.

"Is this good, Er Niang will take you back to change into clean clothes first, and when the snow stops, Er Niang will ask them to accompany you to build a snowman, how about it?"

"Snowman?" Zhao Zhao's eyes sparkled.

"That's right, make Zhao Zhao a snowman." Ulanara put her chin on the little guy's shoulder, smiling contentedly.

"Then can we make one more?" Zhao Zhao cautiously made a small request.

"Of course! What kind of snowman does Zhao Zhao want to be?" Wulanara asked while walking forward with him in his arms.

"Be another mother-in-law~ In this way, Snowman Zhao Zhao will have a mother-in-law like Zhao Zhao!" Zhao Zhao replied very naturally.

A crystal clear teardrop slipped from the corner of Ulanara's eye.

"It turned out to be like this, the Snowman Erniang will not be alone with the Snowman Zhaozhao, that's great."

"Hehehehe~ It's so good~"