Traveled to ancient times and became a cheap little dad

At night, Jiang Yun was already fast asleep on the bed, and Jiang Xiaozhu was also sleeping on the mattress at the head of the bed. Jing Zhou approached quietly, and Jiang Xiaozhu stood up. After seeing who was coming, he whimpered twice and retracted his neck. He was a little afraid of Jing Zhou instinctively.

Sitting on the bed, looking at Jiang Yun sleeping soundly with the doll in her arms, she raised her lips gently, "Jiang Yun, I don't want to let you go."

The next morning, Jing Han came over while they were eating and crawled into Jiang Yun's arms. "Brother Jiang didn't tell Han Er a story yesterday. You have to make up for it."

Jing Zhou touched his head and said with a smile, "Let your brother Jiang eat first."

Jinghan nodded his head, scooped up a piece of greens with a spoon and put it to Jiang Yun's mouth, "Brother Jiang, eat quickly."

"Thank you, Han'er."

Jiang Yun let him sit on her lap and smiled dotingly. This child was so funny and cuddly.

Jing Han was encouraged and kept feeding him, which made Jiang Yun laugh. Jing Zhou also watched their interaction with a smile.

After the meal, Jing Zhou took a handkerchief to wipe the faces and hands of the two men, who were covered in vegetable soup.

"Han'er, what do you want to do today?"

He tilted his head and thought for a while, "Uncle Emperor, Han'er wants to learn archery today and go to the hunting ground."

"Han'er is going to catch lots of little rabbits for Brother Jiang, and a big tiger for Uncle Huang."

Jing Zhou was in a good mood. He stood up, hugged Jing Han, took Jiang Yun's hand and walked out. "Haha, good, you have ambition."

"Jiang Yun, go, you can't lose to Han'er."

"No way."

The three of them walked towards the shooting range, chatting and laughing, and looked very close.

Jing Zejia and Jing Zeming watched from a distance, their eyes full of envy and even a hint of jealousy, but their mother had just been scolded by their father yesterday, so they didn't dare to disturb her at this time.

As if feeling the strong gazes of the two people, Jiang Yun turned around and looked at them. She was slightly stunned. Even at such a young age, she already had such an aura.

For children, their childhood should be happy and joyful, with a balance between work and rest.

He waved, "Zejia, Zeming, let's go practice archery together, come on."

The two looked at each other, both a little hesitant. The queen heard the noise in the tent behind, but did not come out. She only asked the maid to come out and tell the two to do whatever they wanted.

After getting the consent, the two finally trotted to catch up.

When they arrived at the shooting range, Jing Zejia and Jing Zeming were princes, as expected of them, having been taught by masters since childhood, and both of them were good at archery.

During the period, Jing Zhou gave the two of them some guidance and even gave them a rare compliment, which made them feel a little excited.

He looked at Jiang Yun with gratitude. If it weren't for him, they might never have received personal guidance from their father.

Jiang Yun and Jing Han got bored after practicing for a while, and tried to pull Jing Zhou's bow, but naturally they couldn't pull it open even with all their might.

Unconvinced, they tried again. Both of them had bitter faces. Jing Zhou came over and pulled Jiang Yun into his arms, grabbing the longbow, "Come on, let's do it together."

Jing Zhou's waist and abdomen were pressed against Jiang Yun's waist and back, his fingers grasping each other's fingers, he bent the bow and put the arrow on it, "Jiang Yun, where do you want to shoot?"

Jiang Yun looked at the bull's eye opposite, her eyes shining, "Bull's eye, we must hit the bull's eye."

"it is good."

"whoosh"

"Boom"

"Wow~~~"

Jiang Yun cheered and turned to look at him, her eyes full of surprise, "You are amazing, not only did you hit the bull's eye, you also broke the original arrow."

"You are called the Archery God, swish, swish, swish, you never miss a shot, you can shoot an arrow through a willow bar at a hundred paces, and never miss a target."

Jing Zhou hugged his waist and smiled gently, "You have a lot of little words."

"Hey, I'm complimenting you."

"Praise more, I love to hear it."

"Hey, you are so shameless."

Jiang Yun pulled his hand away from her waist and looked at the bow, "Your Majesty, when can I learn to be as good as you?"

The big hand took his hand and rubbed it twice, "My hands are all calloused from pulling the bow, and your skin will be broken if you practice less than ten times."

"Then you will definitely scold me and cry again."

She curled her lips unhappily, "I don't have that, stop accusing a good person."

"By the way, Your Majesty, when are we going back?"

Jing Zhou pulled back his hand that he had shaken away. Somehow, he just wanted to hold on to him. "What? Don't you want to stay?"

After thinking for a while, he nodded and said, "There are mosquitoes in the woods. My neck is bitten."

As he spoke, he pulled up his collar, revealing his fair neck, and sure enough, there was a little red mark.

Jing Zhou licked his lips and said without blushing or panting, "I'll apply some ointment to reduce the swelling on you later."

"If you don't like it, I'll take you back later."

"Um,"

Jiang Yun lowered her head and suddenly felt a little depressed. Anyway, her brother had already gone back and she wouldn't be able to see him if she stayed here.

I want to ask Jing Zhou, but I'm afraid he will be unhappy, and then it will implicate the Ling family. Oh...

Noticing that he was in a low mood, Jing Zhou raised his hand and gently stroked his cheek, lowering his head, "Let's go back to the tent."

"Um,"

The two men stopped shooting arrows, and the three children didn't want to stay any longer, so they followed them back.

When they arrived at the tent, Jing Zejia and Jing Zeming excitedly told Yan Wan, "Mother, just now father taught us how to shoot arrows and praised us for our great strength."

"Also, he praised me for my good eyesight."

Seeing her two sons happy, Yan Wan felt much better. They talked about other things and mentioned Jing Zhou holding Jiang Yun while shooting arrows. Jing Zeming added, "Mother, is Brother Jiang going to be the bride?"

Yan Wan seemed to be thinking about something. The emperor was becoming less and less shy. He brought people here openly and hugged them openly.

Sin ah.

Jing Zejia disagreed, "Brother, don't talk nonsense. Brother Jiang said that he will not be the bride."

After quietly glancing around to make sure there were no outsiders around, he continued in a low voice, "Brother Jiang said that the person he likes is not in the palace, and he will leave the palace sooner or later."

Jing Zeming tilted his head and thought for a while, "My father is in the palace, so the person he likes is not my father."

Yan Wan picked up the handkerchief and covered her mouth with it, laughing softly, "Zeming can think in reverse now, not bad, not bad."

"This is what Jiang Yun said? What else did he say?"

"Brother Jiang said so. A few days ago, I often went to Yuhua Palace. Brother Jiang would tell me about life outside the palace. He said he had four children at home and someone he loved was waiting for him."

"Brother Jiang also said that when the weather gets colder, he will make candied haws for me."

"Brother Jiang also said that the emperor was too fat, which was bad for his health, and asked the emperor to lose weight."

"Jing Zeming!!! You deserve a beating for daring to say your own brother is fat."

"But didn't you obey and start losing weight?"

"I just don't want Brother Jiang to work so hard for me in vain."

"lose weight?"

Yan Wan was a little worried, afraid that her son would be hurt.

Jing Zejia took out a piece of paper from his pocket and said, "This is the weight loss plan that Brother Jiang gave me. I tried it for a few days and I think it works very well."

Jing Zeming nodded, "I can prove that in the past, my brother would be out of breath after a little action, but now he doesn't even feel tired after chasing me three or four times."

Yan Wan took the paper and looked at it. It was just about what to eat and drink in the morning, afternoon and evening, as well as the exercise in between. She silently wrote it down in her mind and returned it.