Quick Wear: Her waist is soft and kissable, the host falls in love with her at first sight

Zhu Fuli wanted to get out of his arms, but he held her tightly.

"Don't teach your son bad things."

"He's not my son." Besides, he wasn't really a child.

Zhu Fuli just looked at him.

Yan Tinglan had no choice but to let her out of his arms, but he held her hand and kissed her lips, "Kiss."

Yan Chengfeng just stepped over the high threshold with his short legs and came over. He stumbled and fell to the ground with a loud bang. When he looked up, he saw his father's sticky appearance.

He groped through the few memories he had before the age of five, but could not connect the man in front of him with the majestic and melancholy father in his impression.

He went back and thought about it for a long time, and felt that there was a big difference between his father and the person in front of him.

He just heard today that his father had dealt with Prime Minister Li Teng and Minister of Revenue Cheng Yang, who almost controlled the court in his previous life, cleanly yesterday.

He couldn't believe that the person who had fought with him in the court for most of his life in his previous life was killed by him so easily. This made him seem really useless in his previous life.

If my father hadn't died early, would the situation have been like this?

"What are you doing here?" Yan Tinglan was not panicked even though he was seen by the little brat. He asked calmly.

Zhu Fuli looked at the little guy. He had fallen quite hard just now. She was really afraid that he would cry in front of her. She didn't know how to comfort a child.

Yan Chengfeng got up, patted his body, and saluted solemnly, "Your son greets the emperor and the imperial concubine."

Zhu Fuli breathed a sigh of relief, as long as he didn't cry.

Yan Chengfeng looked at Zhu Fuli and said, "Yesterday, the Imperial Concubine said that I could come to see you. So, can I have lunch here today?"

Zhu Fuli nodded, and he must keep his word.

Yan Chengfeng's eyes lit up when he heard that. He climbed onto the chair and sat upright, looking at her with sparkling eyes.

He felt a little disgusted with himself. He was fifteen years old, but now he was becoming more and more adept at pretending to be a four-year-old child.

But it doesn’t matter, no one knows. He wants to win the heart of his savior, the imperial concubine, step by step, and make her accept him as her son!

Zhu Fuli looked away. It seemed that the little guy really liked him.

Yan Tinglan's face turned a little dark. This guy really treated himself as a child.

He brought Zhu Fuli over with her chair and moved closer to her.

Yan Chengfeng looked at Yan Tinglan, then at Zhu Fuli. It seemed that his father liked the imperial concubine very much. This was a good thing, as the imperial concubine would live a good life in the palace.

"My Lady, you really don't want me to be your son?"

"No."

"why?"

"I don't know how to raise a child." If she accidentally kills the child, she won't have a happy life anymore, and she just wants some peace and quiet.

"I'm very easy to take care of. You don't need to worry about me. Is that really not possible?"

"No."

"why?"

"trouble."

"Okay." The light in Yan Chengfeng's eyes dimmed suddenly, and the little guy looked pitiful.

He was no trouble at all.

Zhu Fuli glanced at him and asked, "Why do you have to be my son?"

"I don't have a mother, and I envy my brothers and sisters for having one. I also want to know what it feels like to have a mother. You saved me, and you are a good person."

"De Fei is a well-known good person in the palace. If you go to her to be your mother, she will be happy to do so."

"But I like you better."

"Oh." Zhu Fuli responded and looked outside the door.

The palace maid was bringing in lunch.

When all the food was served, Zhu Fuli looked at the secretary and said, "Feed the eldest prince."

"Yes."

"No need, I can eat it myself."

The secretary looked at Zhu Fuli, who nodded. The secretary served Yan Chengfeng soup and rice and then left.

Yan Tinglan served soup to the person next to him, "Have a bowl of soup to warm your stomach."

Zhu Fuli nodded.

Yan Tinglan took a small bowl, lowered his eyes and carefully picked out the bones in the fish meat. After picking out a small bowl, he placed it next to Zhu Fuli's hand and said, "Eat it."

Zhu Fuli was a little surprised. It was really rare to act to this extent.

Yan Chengfeng, who was looking around at the dinner table, took a random bite of rice and almost choked himself.

How could my father be so gentle? How could the emperor pick fish bones for others?

He also took himself to have dinner with Zhao Zhaoyuan, who was the most favored and beloved one before, and now is Concubine Zhao, but it was also Zhao Zhaoyuan who served him during the meal.

It seems that the claim that he likes Concubine Zhao the most is fake. It is obvious that the emperor likes the Imperial Concubine the most.

Yan Tinglan glanced at him, "Why? You only like to eat rice?"

Yan Chengfeng shook his head and laboriously picked up the meat in front of him with his chopsticks and put it into the bowl.

Well, the brain knows how to use chopsticks, but the four-year-old's hands are clumsy.

Yan Tinglan picked up a piece of food on the table with his chopsticks and put it into the empty soup bowl next to him.

Yan Chengfeng was flattered, "Thank you, Father!"

Yan Tinglan hummed, then lowered his head to eat.

Zhu Fuli looked at the piece of fish with bones in the bowl and couldn't help but say: "Aren't you going to pick out the bones for him?"

What should we do if such a young child gets stuck?

"He's four years old. He's not stupid."

"Your Highness, I can pick out the fish bones myself." Yan Chengfeng responded after hearing this, picked out the fish bones with his hands, and looked at her with sparkling eyes.

Zhu Fuli was silent for a while, "Great."

After Zhu Fuli had eaten, she sat at the table and waited quietly. Yan Tinglan reached out to hold her hand. She struggled, but failed so she let him do it.

Yan Chengfeng put the dishes and chopsticks on the table, took the towel beside him to wipe his mouth, then folded them neatly, put his hands on his knees and looked at Zhu Fuli eagerly.

"My Lady, can I still come over to have dinner with you tonight?"

"Is there no food in your palace?" Yan Tinglan asked.

"Replying to Father, the food here is better, Imperial Concubine." After saying that, he looked at Zhu Fuli again, "Is Imperial Concubine okay?"

Zhu Fuli sighed in his heart. This child was depending on him. "Okay."

As he eats neatly and doesn't make the food dirty, it's okay.

"Thank you, Your Majesty." Yan Chengfeng was happy.

Boil the frog in warm water, let the savior get used to your existence, and when she develops feelings for you, she will treat you as her mother, right?

"I won't disturb you and father anymore. I'll come back at dinner time." Yan Chengfeng said as he jumped off the chair, bowed, crawled over the threshold with his short legs and left.

After the palace servants cleared the dishes and chopsticks from the table, Yan Tinglan took her to rinse her mouth, then held her in his arms and kissed her cheek affectionately, "Ali, do you want to take a nap?"

"I slept too much this morning, so I'm not sleepy."

"So what does Ali want to do?"

"Read a book."

"How about watching it on the bed?"

Zhu Fuli glanced at him and nodded.

He is the emperor, whatever he says goes.

"What do you want to see?"

"Journey to the West."

"it is good."

Yan Tinglan glanced at the book he saw on the couch next to him and took it.

He carried her to the bed, helped her take off her outer robe and shoes, put the book in her hands, tidied himself up and got on the bed, kissed her lips, hugged her waist and lay down with his eyes closed, "I'll hold Ali while she sleeps and sits and reads."

Zhu Fuli was silent for a while, then opened the book in his hand and started reading.

He's a bit clingy.