My best friend is wearing a double body! Marry the emperor! Help me win the throne

Three years and three years.

When Xue Youli gave birth to a daughter as her second child, Chu Xinyue and Murong Nan were extremely envious.

Unfortunately, the couple tried for a long time, but their second child was still a boy.

Murong Nan didn't give up and wanted to have a third child, but Chu Xinyue didn't plan to have another one.

After all, no one can guarantee that her next child will be a daughter.

If she gave birth to another son, Chu Xinyue would have to face the four of them every day. Just thinking about that scene made her feel overwhelmed.

Although she also liked the little girl very much, she was not that obsessed with her daughter.

Anyway, Ali already has a daughter, and the little girl inherited all the advantages of her parents and is very beautiful. At worst, she can often go to the palace to rub Murong Nian in the future!

"Wuwuwu... Mother, my brother is bullying me again!"

In Prince Kang's Mansion, Chu Xinyue was lying on the couch, enjoying the wonderful afternoon, when she heard her little son's baby voice complaining.

Chu Xinyue put down the grapes in her hand and asked patiently, "How did my brother bully you?"

"I just wanted to see his big characters, but my brother hit my hands. Look, mother, my hands are all red!"

Murong Nian said as he extended the back of his hand with the small fleshy dent in front of Chu Xinyue, "It hurts here... wuwuwu... Mother, huhuhu... burp..."

Seeing her youngest son crying until he hiccuped, Chu Xinyue stood up from the couch, squatted in front of him and wiped his snot and tears.

Then, she puffed up her mouth and blew a few times on the back of the little guy's chubby little hand, "It's okay, it's okay, mother will blow on you, it won't hurt anymore!"

Even though Murong Nian was not even two years old, he had a very clever little brain. He grabbed Chu Xinyue's thigh and dragged her to the study, "Mother, teach my brother a lesson!"

Seeing that he was unwilling to suffer any loss, Chu Xinyue thought about it and decided to go to the study to ask Murong Jin what was going on.

You can't trust Murong Nian's words completely. You have to ask the other person involved before you can make a judgment.

In the study, Murong Jin was sitting at the table writing big characters. When he heard the noise, he turned his head to look at the door.

Chu Xinyue was about to ask something when she saw the two mustaches drawn on her eldest son's face with a brush. She almost couldn't contain her laughter and burst out laughing, "Xiao Jin, what's wrong with your face? How did writing a word turn you into a little cat?"

Murong Jin put down the wolf-hair brush in his hand and pointed at the little guy standing next to Chu Xinyue, "When I was writing, my little brother was making trouble and drew on my face with the brush."

Chu Xinyue looked down at the little guy who was the first to complain, "Murong Nian, what else do you have to say? Brother is studying, if you come to disturb him again, I will reward you with a meal of stir-fried pork with bamboo shoots!"

Murong Nian is not very old, but he remembers clearly the corporal punishment that Chu Xinyue mentioned.

When he heard he was going to be beaten, he covered his butt with his chubby hands and ran away, "I'm going to find my father! My mother is fierce, and my brother is fierce too!"

Chu Xinyue watched him running away with his short legs, and was really amused by this funny guy.

This little guy is the first to make mistakes, the first to complain, and the first to run away when the situation looks bad.

"Xiao Jin, if you've been writing for a long time, take a break. We should also combine work and rest when studying."

"Mother, I'm not tired. The Master talked about 'sharpening and polishing' today, and I still haven't written two words well. Wait until I write them ten more times."

Chu Xinyue looked at her eldest son, who was well-behaved, sensible and had the aura of a top student, and she wanted to kiss him a few times.

How could a poor student like me have such a great academic performance?

It must be that Xue Youli was the first person to hold him when he was born, so he inherited Xue Youli's academic genes.

The first person to hold the youngest son was Murong Nan, so the youngest son's personality also inherited Murong Nan's.

No!

Next time when she tries for a third child, she must let Xue Youli accompany her throughout the process.

No! Bah! Bah!

She doesn't want to have a third child. If she gives birth to another little rascal like Murong Nian, who gets into trouble every day and comes to her to complain, she will be so angry that she will get wrinkles early!

"Xiao Jin, write later. Mother will take you to wash the ink off your face first. Your Aunt Xue from the palace sent another basket of grapes. Let's go eat some grapes! Let's go!"

"Mother, my brother has gone to see Father. Why don't we eat grapes with them? The Master said that happiness alone is worse than happiness shared with others!"

Chu Xinyue rubbed his little head affectionately, "Okay, okay, I'll listen to you, let's eat together!"

Of course, she is not the only one taking care of the baby at this moment.

The imperial palace, the harem.

After school today, Xue Youli took her son and daughter to her Fengyi Palace.

She gave birth to a daughter as her second child and named her Murong Nian.

Chu Xinyue particularly likes Murong Nian, and every time she enters the palace, she wishes she could steal Murong Nian back to Prince Kang's mansion.

Usually, the two little ones are picked up and dropped off at school by a special person.

However, this morning, Lord Han, who was teaching Murong Yan and Murong Nian, came to her to resign, saying that he was not talented enough and could not teach the little prince and princess.

The more Xue Youli listened, the stranger it seemed.

Murong Yan and Murong Nian both grew up by her side.

She never taught them classics, history, or the Six Arts in advance, so why do they know everything the teacher taught them?

Mr. Han also said that they were able to apply what they learned in class to other situations.

Although the two children are smart, they are not so smart that they can learn knowledge that the teacher has not taught them.

To find out the reason, Xue Youli looked down at the two children and asked, "What did the teacher teach you today?"

Murong Yan and Murong Nian told her what the teachers had said in class.

After finishing her speech, Murong Nian pouted and said in a baby voice, "But mother, what the teacher said is so simple. I already know it all. Can I not go to school tomorrow?"

Xue Youli certainly didn't believe a three-year-old kid's outrageous words. She narrowed her eyes and stared at her daughter's rosy face. "Since you say you know everything, let me test you."

"What's twenty-five times four plus one hundred and five?"

Murong Nian didn't even think about it. She opened her mouth and directly gave the answer, "Two hundred and fifty!"

This kind of math problem is easy for elementary school students, but it should be difficult for a three-year-old baby.

"What is fifty-eight times thirty-five minus one thousand nine hundred and sixty-eight?"

"sixty two!"

Xue Youli was shocked when she saw her daughter answering questions fluently. Could it be that she gave birth to a genius?

She was about to come up with another calculus problem to prove her conjecture, when the Book of Heaven's Secrets suddenly appeared before her.

A line of words was written on the page: [Host, detected [Book of Heavenly Secrets]: Host, detected that another Book of Heavenly Secrets has been opened nearby, do you want to enable the Book of Heavenly Secrets sharing mode.]

Another book of secrets?

Upon hearing this, Xue Youli looked down at Murong Nian in shock.

No way?

Could it be that the Book of Heaven's Secrets could be inherited?

What if we share?

The Book of Heavenly Secrets: [The databases of the two hosts' Book of Heavenly Secrets will be synchronized. Furthermore, we have detected that the version of that Book of Heavenly Secrets is lower than ours. This Book of Heavenly Secrets has absolute control over it and can remotely monitor it.]

Xue Youli stared at her daughter for a moment and replied, "Turn on remote monitoring."

So, she marked out a small area on her Book of Heaven's Secrets and projected the content currently displayed on another Book of Heaven's Secrets.

When Xue Youli saw the number 62 displayed on the projected Book of Heaven's Secrets, he was so angry that he almost laughed.

It turns out that her precious genius daughter also owns a book of secrets!

Who would have thought that the golden finger of the Book of Heaven's Secrets could be passed on to the next generation?

Xue Youli looked at her daughter's smug expression and calmly instructed the Book of Secrets: [Forcefully shut down Murong Nian's Book of Secrets!]

Book of Secrets: [Shutdown Completed! ]

Xue Youli glanced at the five words on the Book of Heaven's Secrets, and when he lowered his head again, he caught a glimpse of the little girl's puzzled expression.

Obviously, there was a problem in the communication between her and the Book of Heavenly Secrets.

Xue Youli pretended not to notice her strangeness and asked a new question, "What is five plus four?"

"Five and four? Four and five?"

Murong Nian kept mumbling the question to himself, thinking for a long time. Finally, after fiddling with his fingers for a while, he tentatively held up all ten fingers. "Four plus five is ten, right?"

Sure enough, this is the true IQ level of a three-year-old girl!

Xue Youli shook his head. "One hand is five, if you hold up both hands, that's five plus five!"

After Xue Youli's reminder, Murong Nian thought for a long time and then forcibly folded his thumb back, "Mother, is this correct now?"

"correct."

Xue Youli thought that the little girl didn't know anything yet, and it would not be a good thing for her to rely on the Book of Heaven's Secrets too early at this time.

She squatted down in front of her daughter, looking her in the eye, and patiently instructed her, "Niannian, Mr. Han was the top scholar of the previous year and one of the most learned men in all of Jiuzhou. When you study with Mr. Han from now on, you must not take shortcuts or rely too much on other tools. Remember that?"

Murong Nian nodded vigorously, "Mother, did you lose Nian Nian's Book of Heavenly Secrets?"

"Yes, you should listen carefully to Mr. Han's lessons in the future. If you perform well enough, your mother will allow you to read the Book of Heavenly Secrets for three days every month."

Murong Nian pouted, "Ah? Three days is too short, right?"

Seeing his daughter bargaining with him, Xue Youli replied, "Then change it to six and a half days, six for three."

Children all like new things, and as long as they can think of it, the Book of Secrets can contain almost anything.

This is very similar to smartphones in the real world. Three years old is the age for hard work. We cannot let her become addicted to pseudo-electronic products like the Tianji Book. We must limit the time she spends using the Tianji Book.

Murong Nian has not yet fully figured out all the functions of the Book of Heavenly Secrets. She only knows that as long as she thinks about the content of Mr. Han’s lectures, the answers will appear in the Book of Heavenly Secrets.

That's why she felt that the class was too easy and boring.

Now that Xue Youli doesn't allow her to use the Book of Heavenly Secrets frequently, she can only study hard and perform well.

The child was indeed easy to coax. When he heard six to three, he nodded and agreed quickly, "Okay! It's a deal, no going back on your word!"

Murong Yan, who was standing next to him, shook his head helplessly at how easy it was to fool his sister.

It seems that I still need to read more books, otherwise I will be sold and help others count money!

His little action did not escape Xue Youli's eyes: [Book of Heavenly Secrets, can you check if Murong Yan also has the Book of Heavenly Secrets?]

The Book of Heavenly Secrets: [Host, rest assured, no signal from the Book of Heavenly Secrets has been detected on your son.]

Xue Youli nodded with satisfaction: [So, my son inherited my high IQ. That's great!]

Murong Nian likes to be clever and used the Book of Heavenly Secrets as a reference book before.

Although Murong Yan is not yet seven years old, he has a photographic memory and can recite a book by heart after reading it once.

Tut tut...

This kid was born to do big things!

……

Ever since Xue Youli discovered that his daughter had the Book of Heaven's Secrets and set up the usage permissions for the Book of Heaven's Secrets, Murong Yan and Murong Nian have become obedient.

They get up on time and go to school every day. When Mr. Han saw that their attitude in class had changed 180 degrees, he even praised them in front of Xue Youli!

That evening, while the two children were copying characters, Murong Che finished reviewing the memorials and went to Fengyi Palace to have dinner with Xue Youli.

"Ah Li, it's a rare occasion that Chen'er and Nian Nian are copying large characters today. Can we…"

Xue Youli looked at the expectation in Murong Che's eyes, reached out and pinched his chin, and her gestures were filled with a bit of female gangster spirit, "Okay, Your Majesty, take a flower petal bath tonight and stay in Fengyi Palace to sleep with you."

Murong Che took advantage of the situation and grabbed her slender white hand, placed it on his lips and pecked it a few times, his light peach eyes filled with anticipation, "Okay."

After dinner, Xue Youli ordered the palace maids to prepare hot water, and personally took the flowers she picked from the imperial garden and sprinkled them in the bathtub.

"Your Majesty, everything is ready. Please undress and take a bath."

Seeing that she was about to turn and leave, Murong Che stretched out his long arm, took her arm, and said in a low voice with a hint of temptation, "Ali, don't you want to take a bath with me?"

Seeing that Xue Youli didn't agree immediately, he pinched Xue Youli's phoenix robe with his fingers and shook it gently, "Okay, Ali?"

I'm not afraid of men being coquettish, but I'm afraid of them acting coquettishly.

Now Murong Che is so coquettish and charming, how can Xue Youli withstand his attractive attack?

What could she do?

Of course, to satisfy him!

"it is good."

So Xue Youli unzipped his collar.

Murong Che was not idle either, his big hands slid to her waist and untied her belt...