Your Majesty is happy [rebirth]

On the floor covered with a thick mattress, Xiao Chuqian held Xiao Mantou's hands with both hands, and taught him to walk hand in hand. Xiao Mantou was very happy, although he was still unsteady, he kept giggling under Xiao Chuqian's teasing. After walking two steps, she fell into his arms, rubbing her saliva against him.

Xiao Chuqian pinched his face with a smile: "My dear son, don't be coquettish, just take two more steps."

"clatter……"

Xiao Mantou yelled, stood up straight again, and started walking again with short legs.

Although Ling Qiyou assigned him an official position, Xiao Chuqian never even went out of the house because he wanted to take Xiao Mantou with him these two days, so he just played with Xiao Mantou from morning to night, taught him to walk and talk, and coaxed him to sleep. Mantou is very obedient, except that at night he misses Ling Qiyou, he cries and is coaxed to sleep by Xiao Chuqian every day, and during the day he always clings to him happily. Xiao Chuqian is still very satisfied with this, as expected of him. His son was born towards him, and then he felt that he was really a queen mother in the past. Apart from being close to him and Ling Qiyou, Xiao Mantou didn't even look at the queen. Ling Qiyou didn't give birth to him. It's all weird.

After practicing walking for a long time, Xiao Mantou was also tired, nestled in his arms and vomited bubbles, and refused to leave no matter what, Xiao Chuqian had nothing to do with him, and hugged him with a smile: "If you don't want to leave, forget it, let's go to the yard play in."

The two-entry house that Ling Qiyou gave him was really small, but the scenery full of flowers in this season was very nice, and Xiao Chuqian also liked it very much, so he went to the back yard to enjoy the flowers with the little steamed bun in his arms.

Little Mantou's eyes lit up with excitement when he saw the butterfly fluttering among the flowers. His eyeballs followed the butterfly and kept calling. Xiao Chuqian felt that his son's silly appearance was really funny. He kissed him, and when the butterfly flew away and Xiao Mantou finally turned his head to look at him, he smiled and said: "Good boy, my name is Dad."

This is what Xiao Chuqian has been teaching Xiao Mantou to shout for the past two days. Xiao Mantou, a silly thing, can only call "da da" and can't speak, but Xiao Chuqian really wants to hear him call himself, holding Xiao Mantou in one hand , the other hand turned into a big shiny bell and dangled in it, attracting the attention of the little man, and when the little guy reached for it, he backed away a little, earnestly and kindly: "Good boy, call me Dad, call me Dad, I'll give you this."

Little Mantou looked at him in confusion.

"Follow me, Ah... Dad..."

"Ah...ah..." Xiao Mantou opened his mouth for a long time before uttering the last word: "...Dad..."

The little guy obviously didn't know what it meant, but he was just following Xiao Chuqian's words, but Xiao Chuqian was going crazy with joy, held up the little steamed bun, spun around, and kissed him hard again, the corners of his mouth almost grinned in excitement .

Then in the next moment, from the corner of the eye, he caught sight of Ling Qiyou who stepped into the courtyard gate and stopped, with a slightly displeased expression on his face.

Ling Qiyou was really upset. Xiao Mantou was abducted by Xiao Chuqian for three days. He was restless. He knew that Xiao Mantou would cry after leaving him for so long. He sent someone to tell Xiao Chuqian to send Xiaomantou back, but he didn't Reasonable, at the end of the ideological struggle, he still came out of the palace in person, but when he came to the door, he saw that the little mantou was not as pitiful as he thought, but was laughing so hard that he couldn't see his teeth and had fun with Xiao Chuqian. It seemed that he didn't remember it at all. I am the father, and I have taught him for several months and he has never called me, but now he called Xiao Chuqian?

After recovering from the surprise, Xiao Chuqian smiled again, and walked forward with Xiao Mantou in his arms. Before he could say anything, Xiao Mantou had already opened his hand towards Ling Qiyou: "Da..." He hugs himself.

Ling Qiyou glanced at the little thing, ignored him, and asked Xiao Chuqian: "I asked you to lead the Jiangbei military camp, and you haven't taken up the post yet?"

"Isn't that... I have to take Xiaomantou with me. If I'm not at home for most of the day, Xiaomantou will be in trouble."

"Is this how you ignore my imperial decree?"

"...I will go tomorrow."

"I sent someone to pass an oral order, asking you to send the prince back to the palace, why didn't you listen?"

"...You have come here in person, don't you?"

Little Mantou seemed to feel that his father was angry, and he refused to hug him, but he still stubbornly opened his hands towards him and looked at him eagerly.

In the end it was Ling Qiyou who surrendered, unable to bear the pitiful appearance of his glass-like eyes filled with tears, he took the person into his arms after all.

Little Mantou lay on top of him and yelled again: "Ah...Ah...Dad..."

Ling Qiyou was taken aback for a moment, then slowly lowered his head and kissed his head.

Seeing the appearance of their father and son, Xiao Chuqian felt emotion and joy in his heart, a smile rose from the corner of his mouth, and when he was about to speak, Ling Qiyou threw down the sentence "You can do it yourself" and turned to leave with the little mantou in his arms, surprised Xiao Chuqian didn't care too much, so he reached out and grabbed his arm.

"You want to go back? It's already this hour, so don't go back to the palace, why not just stay with me for a night, don't you have to go to court tomorrow?"

The morning court of the Dasheng Dynasty is a day off every five days if there is no major event, and tomorrow is just in time for not going to the court. Originally, Xiao Chuqian guessed that either today or tomorrow Ling Qiyou would come out of the palace to pick up the little mantou, but now that he With everyone here, there was absolutely no reason for him to let him hug his son and leave. Besides, even without asking him, he knew that Ling Qiyou must have left the palace in private.

Ling Qiyou's eyes moved down and landed on his hand clasping his arm: "Let go."

"You stay."

Ling Qiyou waved his hand away, wanted to leave, but suddenly remembered what Shen Lexin said, "If Your Majesty wants to give birth to a second child earlier, you can try this way", and then stopped walking, Even he himself couldn't tell what kind of weird thought came to his heart at that moment, so he responded in a strange way: "Prepare a room for me."

Xiao Chuqian heaved a sigh of relief, and it was useless to persuade him to stay when he was ready.

Ask someone to prepare a large table of meals, all of which Ling Qiyou likes. Sitting at the table, looking at the dishes brought by Xiao Chuqian in the bowl in front of him, Ling Qiyou is still a little dazed. Are they already at the same table like this? But after eating, in Zhaode Palace, no one dared to sit beside the emperor, and the only one who dared, he never gave him a chance.

The little mantou was carried by the nanny, fed and fell asleep, and had already been sent back to the room. Xiao Chuqian picked up food for Ling Qiyou and said with a smile: "Your Majesty is really kind to me, this house is very good, but I think , Living in the eunuch's room in Zhaode Palace is actually not bad."

Ling Qiyou ignored him and ate his meal in silence.

Xiao Chuqian didn't take it seriously, and muttered about what he had seen and heard in the past few months: "...have you used the sable fur I sent you back, um, but it's not cold yet, wait until winter It can be used as a scarf and is very warm. It was hunted by King Xuan and I in the mountains and forests of Lingbei.

Ling Qiyou finally frowned and put down his chopsticks, and looked up at him.

"I am full?"

"Could you not talk so much nonsense while eating, you weren't such a nagging person before, were you?"

Xiao Chuqian smiled indifferently, and asked him instead: "Your Majesty, does this mean that you prefer the old me?"

Ling Qiyou completely lost his appetite, and ordered with a calm face: "I'm full, let someone clean it up."

Xiao Chuqian originally wanted to persuade him to use more, but then he thought that he could get some snacks to fill his stomach later, so he just forgot, so he called someone to remove the meal and serve hot tea.

A quarter of an hour later, Ling Qiyou stood up and seemed to want to go back to the room, Xiao Chuqian didn't say much, and led him directly to the room arranged for him was next to Xiao Chuqian's own room, he stopped by the door , Ling Qiyou was a little hesitant, but Xiao Chuqian, as if nothing had happened, told him with a smile to let him rest early, and then went back to his room.

Ling Qiyou was a little annoyed, but he really couldn't bear to speak up, so he finally pushed the door open and went into his room.

The little mantou was in his room, already sound asleep in the cradle, with both hands raised to the side of his head, which was his habitual sleeping position, Ling Qiyou asked the nurses and eunuchs who were guarding him to step down, and gently hugged him The little mantou was shaking slowly, the little guy slept soundly, and was very well-behaved.

Ling Qiyou was a little restless, he pushed open the window and looked outside, the light in Xiao Chuqian's room was still on, he bit his lip lightly, hesitating.

Xiao Chuqian is still leaning on the table to read a book at the moment, but he is a little absent-minded, wondering if the people in the next room have already fallen asleep, although he really wants to talk to Ling Qiyou, or even hug him, but he also knows When Ling Qiyou's body didn't react, he probably didn't have this chance. If he forced it, he would only annoy him, and he could only lose his mind, and then he heard the knock on the door.

The clown opened the door and came in, and said to him anxiously: "Your Highness is not feeling well, His Majesty asked you to go and have a look."

Xiao Chuqian was so startled that he stood up immediately, and almost rushed to the next room.

There was no light in Ling Qiyou's room. Xiao Chuqian pushed open the door forcefully. Before he had time to adapt to the darkness in the room, he was dragged in with one hand around his waist, and the door was also pulled shut from the outside. It was pitch black. In the room, someone came towards him, it was the aura that he was already familiar with and deeply attached to.

Xiao Chuqian recovered from the shock, and reached out to wrap his arms around Ling Qiyou's waist, who was sticking to him, and asked him tentatively, "Qi You? Did your body react?"

Ling Qiyou took off his belt with one hand, pulled his clothes roughly, and quickly tore his coat into a mess, and said displeasedly: "Stop talking nonsense, this is what I reward you, as long as you satisfy me enough!"