"Mother, Mother …" Ming Xi and Ming Yu called out loudly, their innocent and tender faces revealing bright and beautiful smiles. Especially Ming Xi, his one big and one small face looked as if it had been printed.
Didn't some people doubt that her child was not Mo Rongzhan's before?
Now that they saw Ming Xi, who would doubt it?
"What are you doing in the side hall?" Ye Zhen asked with a smile. She didn't know if the two little guys knew that Mo Rongzhan was their father. Mo Rongzhan should have told them.
"Mother, father is so powerful, he can fly." Ming Xi danced in Mo Rongzhan's arms, his eyes shining like gems with joy.
Can fly? Ye Zhen looked at Mo Rongzhan doubtfully. How could he call him father so affectionately?
Ming Yu said in a childish voice, "Father took us to the tree to pick fruit."
"…" Ye Zhen glanced at Mo Rongzhan. "Is this how you win their favor?"
There was a kind of fruit in Dongqing that grew in winter. There was an old tree in the palace that was more than a hundred years old. A few days ago, Ming Xi tasted the sweet and sour fruit and thought it was delicious. He wanted to pick it, but the tree was too tall and not easy to pick. Two palace maids fell and broke their legs, so Ye Zhen forbade anyone to pick those fruits for Ming Xi.
Mo Rongzhan, on the other hand, not only picked fruits for them, but also took them up the tree himself?
"With Zhen here, are you afraid of falling?" Mo Rongzhan sat down with Ming Xi in his arms and looked at Ye Zhen with burning eyes. Seeing that she was much better, a faint smile floated on his mouth. "Have you rested well?"
Ye Zhen felt that his question was a little ambiguous. She slept until this time, which showed how tired she was last night. He really had the nerve to ask.
"Ming Xi, how do you know that he is your father?" Ye Zhen raised her eyebrows and asked Ming Xi. She thought it would take a while for the father and son to get along well. Who knew that she had just fallen asleep and woke up with two little guys worshipping him so much?
"Father looks so much like me. If he is not my father, who else can he be?" Ming Xi said seriously, throwing himself from Mo Rongzhan's arms to Ye Zhen. "Mother, what's wrong with you today? Does it hurt anywhere? "
Ye Zhen's whole body was still sore. She almost couldn't sit still when Ming Xi, the little fleshy mound, pressed down on her.
Mo Rongzhan pulled Ming Xi back. "Your Imperial Mother has been overworked recently and needs more rest. It's alright, she'll be fine in a few days."
"Do you want to call the Great Master to have a look?" Ming Xi looked at Ye Zhen with a tangled face.
Ming Yu took Ye Zhen's hand. "Mother, I'll give you a kiss. It won't hurt anymore."
Cough, cough! Ye Zhen kissed the two children's cheeks. "Mother is fine. She will be fine tomorrow."
"Today, the General and the Grand Tutor entered the palace. They said that Mother is sick." Ming Xi felt that his mother was definitely sick, otherwise why would she have slept for so long. "However, with Imperial Father here, you will definitely recover very quickly. Didn't you say that Imperial Father is the most powerful person in the world?"
This little fellow! Couldn't he even have a moment of peace?
A smile surfaced in Mo Rongzhan's eyes. "So in your mother's heart, I am that powerful?"
"I also think that Imperial Father is the most powerful." Ming Yu smiled sweetly at Mo Rongzhan.
Ye Zhen felt that her cheeks were inexplicably hot and coughed softly. "Is dinner ready?"
"Your Imperial Highness, it's ready." Hong Ling whispered. In the past, she felt that the Emperor was sorry for her Imperial Highness, but now she realized that with the Emperor here, they were a real family.
"I'm starving. Go and eat." Ye Zhen pretended not to know that Mo Rongzhan was watching her.
Mo Rongzhan handed Ming Yu to Hong Ying. The two children, probably hungry and tired from playing, ran to the table with cheers. "Mother, eat quickly."
Ye Zhen hadn't eaten all day and was so hungry that she was weak. She was just about to stand up when Mo Rongzhan carried her in his arms. "What did you and the two children say about me?"
"I'm so hungry that I can't speak." Ye Zhen said weakly.
"It doesn't matter. We have time tonight." Mo Rongzhan said with a smile.
Ye Zhen's cheeks were flushed and her little hand scratched him.
"What are these?" Mo Rongzhan pointed to two strange stools that didn't seem to be suitable for them to sit on.
"Mingxi and Mingyu's dining chairs were personally made by Father when we were young. I felt that they were quite useful, so I got someone to copy them and let Mingxi and Mingyu sit. They can eat by themselves." Mingxi and Mingyu's bowls and chopsticks were specially made by someone.
Mo Rongzhan looked at Ming Xi and Ming Yu trying to eat by themselves, and a warm current flowed through his heart. He put Ye Zhen down. "You have taught them well."
Ye Zhen's face showed a proud look. "They are my children. Of course, they are good."
"Well, Yao Yao is amazing." Mo Rongzhan kissed her on the cheek.
Being praised so straightforwardly, Ye Zhen blushed. "Sit down and eat."
"Mother, the general said to take me out of the palace to ride horses tomorrow." Ming Xi ate and remembered what Shui Yichen said to him today. His eyes brightened as he looked at Ye Zhen.
Mo Rongzhan's eyes darkened slightly. Today, he heard Ming Xi mention the general several times. It seemed that Shui Yichen often appeared in front of Ye Zhen and Ming Xi.
Ming Yu immediately said, "Mother, I want to go too, I want to go too."
"How old are you? Why are you riding a horse?" Ye Zhen scolded in a low voice. "You can't go."
"The general said he would carry me." Ming Xi said. He thought riding a horse was fun. Being trapped in the palace all day was boring.
Ye Zhen said, "When you grow up a little, let your father teach you."
Ming Xi looked at Mo Rongzhan eagerly.
"It's useless to be carried on a horse. Wait for father to find you a dwarf horse. It's best for you to practice." Mo Rongzhan said softly.
Ye Zhen looked at him in surprise. She thought he would be angry, but his tone was still so gentle.
Ming Xi cheered, "Really? Thank you, father. "
"Father, I want to ride too." Ming Xi immediately cried, reaching out to hook Mo Rongzhan's arm.
Mo Rongzhan nodded with a smile. "I must take Ming Yu with me."
Ye Zhen looked at the deep affection between father and son and didn't know whether to laugh or cry. How could she forget that Mo Rongzhan was a black-bellied man? He must have a way to keep Ming Xi and Ming Yu from getting too close to Shui Yichen.
After dinner, Mo Rongzhan played games with the two little guys in person. He didn't return to her bedroom until they fell asleep.
"I thought you didn't want me now that you have Ming Xi and Ming Yu." Ye Zhen was already lying comfortably on the bed. When she saw Mo Rongzhan come back, she snorted softly.
"What's the matter with Shui Yichen?" Mo Rongzhan raised his eyebrows and stared at Ye Zhen.
"…" Is he really going to start the torture?
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(Nine-headed Bird Academy)
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