Quick Wear: The female supporting role makes a comeback by giving birth to a child

But the little wooden figure was a little big compared to his small hand.

He grabbed it with his two little hands, and the whole meat ball could only lie down and could not get up.

He simply stopped moving, held the little wooden figure close to his eyes, and looked at it curiously.

His little mouth was wide open, and he looked like he was in a good mood.

When Xin Guoguo heard his baby voice, she pulled up the curtain of the bed and walked to the bedside.

She bent down, looked at the little meatball's smiling face, and smiled as well:

"Like it?"

"Yeah!" The little meatball nodded his head, "Wash it! (I like it)"

Then, he thought of something and looked at Xin Guoguo with sparkling eyes.

"Guoguo? Mua!"

He knew that this gift must have been given to him by Guoguo!

Guoguo told him the story of Monkey King.

Xing Guoguo looked at the little guy smearing saliva all over the little wooden man's face and immediately looked disgusted.

While wiping the little guy's saliva with a smile, he scolded him:

"You little bastard. If you get all drooly on it, don't even think about me taking this thing from you anymore!"

He wiped the saliva off the little guy's face and then wiped it off randomly.

Xing Guoguo sighed in her heart, Monkey Brother probably never thought that one day he would have his face covered with saliva?

Fortunately, Monkey Brother doesn’t know.

The little meat ball thought that Xin Guoguo was playing with him, so he grinned and laughed happily.

Xin Guoguo was infected by his innocent smile and couldn't help laughing too.

She bent down and picked up the little meat ball.

The little meat ball is no longer the skinny little ball it used to be.

Although he didn't have too much fat on his body, there were some knots on his arms.

Xin Guoguo likes to poke the flesh on his body with her fingers.

Every poke creates a hole.

The little guy also let her play obediently.

At this moment, Xing Guoguo took the little guy to change his clothes.

Then I asked him:

"Let's go to Zhangtai Pavilion and look for your brother, the Crown Prince, okay?"

The little dumpling had no objection and nodded his head.

Xin Guoguo held her little hand and she had an attitude of letting everything go.

As soon as the two left, the people around Mrs. Han came with the Seventh Prince.

As soon as the Seventh Prince stepped into Xuanhe Palace, he shouted in a childish voice:

"Brother! Brother!"

Spring flowers and autumn moons rush past:

"Greetings, Seventh Prince. Your Highness, our master and Sister Xin have gone to invite His Highness the Crown Prince. Please sit down and wait for a moment."

The Seventh Prince looked disappointed, but he didn't say he wanted to leave. He asked the palace servants to carry him to a chair and asked seriously:

"When will my brother come back?"

"Your Highness has just left. However, judging by his walking speed, it should only take him a cup of tea. I will bring you some pastries. You can eat while you wait, okay?"

The Seventh Prince nodded his head obediently: "Okay!"

The drawn-out baby voice made Chunhua and Qiuyue feel like their hearts were melted by cuteness.

The two of them happily went to serve cakes to the Seventh Prince.

The Seventh Prince is willing to come, so His Highness will not be alone anymore.

Zhangtai Pavilion.

Fusu, who was only ten years old, was standing obediently beside the imperial desk, listening to his father's instructions:

"I know you are kindhearted, but this kindness should be shown at the right time and in the right place. Do you know how much harm you will cause to others with your reckless kindness?!"

My father's voice was as stern as ever.

Fusu lowered his head, his eyes showed disapproval, but his voice was:

"Father, I'm sorry. I was wrong."

He already knew that admitting his mistake was the only thing he could do.

If he refuted, it would only bring even greater wrath upon his father.

Seeing him like this, Qi Huang felt anxious and angry.

How could he not see that Fusu was using this method to oppose his actions?

But as an emperor, you can't just be kind!

Qi Huang pinched his eyebrows and felt a headache.

Why is it so difficult to teach children?

It cannot be taken lightly or seriously.

It’s really harder than managing a country or reviewing memorials!

Qi Huang was thinking about how to get along with Fusu and how to teach him so that he could become a qualified emperor so as not to destroy the State of Qi in his hands and cause the Second Emperor to die.

At this time, CRRC ordered Suning to report:

"Your Majesty, the Eighth Prince requests an audience."

Qi Huang was stunned for a moment: "Eighth Prince?"

He thought about it for a while before remembering his son. "Why is he here? Let him in."

"Here!"

Suning bowed and retreated, wondering why the eighth prince was here.

According to historical records, before the eighth prince was twelve years old, he lived at the bottom of the palace and struggled to survive.

But the Eighth Prince I saw just now was well-dressed, had baby fat on his little face, a cute grin, and seemed to have a cheerful personality, which was inconsistent with the records in history books!

Suning walked out of Zhangtai Pavilion and asked Xin Guoguo to bring the eighth prince in.

After paying respects to Qi Huang and Fusu.

Qi Huang asked: "Why are you here?"

The eighth prince blinked his big eyes and looked at the majestic man with curiosity.

He tilted his head, put his chubby little finger in his mouth, and stared at Qi Huang for a long time:

"Wow! You look like me!"

Xing Guoguo:……

I didn't expect that this little guy would say such words after staring at Qi Huang for such a long time.

Qi Huang:……

Fusu: (??w??)

Qi Huang didn't like children very much, even though the little guy in front of him looked a little cute and likable.

He coughed lightly:

"I am your father, so naturally you have similarities with me."

If there is no similarity, then there is a problem!

The little guy looked at him in confusion.

In his poor vocabulary, the word "father" was too unfamiliar.

He tilted his head and looked at Xin Guoguo: "Guoguo?"

Is what he said true?

Xing Guoguo rubbed his little head:

"Father means daddy. Just like mother."

"Mom?" In the little meatball's understanding, mother is someone who will treat him well.

Xing Guoguo nodded: "Yes."

The little meat ball looked at Qi Huang expectantly, and stretched out his two little meaty arms towards Qi Huang:

"Daddy?"

Qi Huang:……

I subconsciously reached out and held the little ball in my arms.

When he realized what he had done, his face suddenly darkened.

!!!

What is he doing? !

Before he could put down the ball in his arms, two short arms had already wrapped around his neck.

Haw!

A wet kiss fell on his face.

Qi Huang: ??? !!!

He lowered his eyes and met the little meat ball's beautiful eyes.

He grinned, revealing a row of beautiful little teeth: "Daddy."

Guoguo once said that his father would treat him as well as his mother.

he wants!

Qi Huang looked at the expectation in the little guy's eyes and nodded: "Yeah."

The little guy couldn't be happier after getting the response.

The little face is full of smiles.

He looked at Qi Huang curiously, wondering why he had never seen him before?

Xin Guoguo didn't wait for the little fellow to continue reading, and bowed and said:

"Your Majesty, today is the Eighth Prince's birthday. The Eighth Prince is here to invite His Royal Highness the Crown Prince to attend his birthday banquet."

"Please Fusu?"

Qi Huang raised his eyebrows.

Are you not going to let him go?