At the age of seven, I already had my own unique views on everything.

"What we're going to talk about today is that if you can't bear it, you will make a big plan." Wang Taifu, who specializes in teaching literature, stood on the podium solemnly, facing the princes and princesses below.

The meaning of this sentence is that a person must be patient, patient in everything, and tolerant, if a little thing cannot be tolerated, the temper will come, and the big thing will be ruined. Many big things fail, often because of small things. After Wang Taifu finished speaking, he looked at the students below and continued: "To sum up a thought and speech, if you think it is a small matter, it doesn't matter, and if you abuse compassion and benevolence, you often miss a big thing. Can everyone understand? Wang Taifu looked down, and they all nodded.

"Alright, that's it for today's lesson." After Mrs. Wang finished speaking, she walked out of the classroom.

Everyone walked away in response, and today's lesson is more profound than every day, and there are very few people who may really understand. The masters also know about it, but they have to instill it in them slowly.

At the beginning of the age of seven, he has grown up a lot, he is very well-behaved and sensible, the more he is like this, the more contradictions in Feng Ling's heart.

"Are you reluctant to part with him?" Qing Cang looked at Feng Ling's melancholy expression and asked.

"Well, watching him grow up day by day, he is really like my child, and I am really reluctant to think that there are still thirteen years to go." Feng Ling hugged Qing Cang, and only in his arms could he find a sense of security.

"Mother, mother, I'm back." At the beginning, he jumped and ran towards Feng Ling's bedroom. At the beginning of the age of seven, the original milky voice has faded. Hear the beginning of the movement. Qing Cang disappeared.

"Come here, my mother hugs. What did you study today? Feng Ling hugged him and gently wiped the beads of sweat on his forehead. As a result of his martial arts training, his skin has been sunburned a healthy wheat color.

"Today, Taifu taught us to learn, and if we can't bear it, we will make a big plan." At the beginning, he nestled in Feng Ling's arms and narrated.

"Really? Do you understand what it means? Feng Ling asked, looking into the beginning's eyes.

"Well, but what I said with Taifu is different." At the beginning, he looked up at Feng Ling.

"Oh? Why is it different, let's talk about it for my mother. Feng Ling smiled. It's not easy to have your own unique opinions at a young age.

"Taifu said, everything must be tolerant. Be patient, pay attention to details, and don't let a little thing spoil the so-called big thing. But I think you have to be patient and ruthless. There is a decision. Sometimes when you encounter a thing, you have to make a decision all at once, and you have to endure it in order to succeed, otherwise if you don't make a decision at the right time, it will be very troublesome in the future, and it is also unbearable to tolerate and nurture adultery. It's like the story of the monarch who destroyed the country that my mother told me. At the beginning, he finished his opinion at a glance.

"That's what you're talking about. The words of the ancients sometimes have to be perfected by ourselves, and being a human being is not only a small and unbearable thing. It is necessary to make a decision at the most important moment. In this way, the enemy will not be given any opportunity to take advantage of it. At a young age, you have such an opinion, and your mother is very happy for you. If one day your mother is going to leave you, you can rest assured. Feng Ling's voice carried a hint of sadness.

"Don't, don't, my mother won't leave the beginning, and I will protect my mother for a lifetime." At the beginning, his face was full of expressions that could not be refused.

"People will be old, and so is my mother, you don't have to be too sad for this ordinary birth, old age, sickness and death." Feng Ling comforted the beginning, she was really scared, the day she left, she would sink and fall at the beginning.

"Anyway, my mother won't." At the beginning, he said angrily, he really didn't want to listen to Feng Ling say these words.

"Okay, okay, then let's not talk about this, it's okay to give my mother a smile, my mother loves to laugh at the beginning." At the beginning of Feng Ling's coaxing, he was really a very well-behaved and very cute child.

Seven years have passed in the blink of an eye, and I was already fourteen years old at the beginning of this year. He completed his coming-of-age ceremony on the luxurious altar, he has grown up, and he doesn't like to stick to Feng Ling's body as much as he did when he was a child, but the relationship between their mother and son is still very good.

Recently, Feng Ling found that he was often in a daze at the beginning, and there was a little more melancholy between his eyebrows and eyes.

"What's wrong with you?" Feng Ling's hand rested on the shoulders of the beginning.

"Mother, I, nothing." At first, he was stunned for a moment, and replied hesitantly.

"I've grown up and have my own thoughts." Feng Ling covered her lips and chuckled.

"No, my mother, it's my father, who said that I am an adult, and I want to set a family affair for me, and I am the daughter of the great general Chen Wei." After the beginning of the narrative, he sighed.

"Don't you like the daughter of the General's family?" Feng Ling had already guessed the answer by looking at the expression at the beginning.

"But I don't like other women, I only like mothers." At first, he muttered quietly, not daring to look directly into Feng Ling's eyes.

"Then you will have your own family in the future, your mother can't accompany you for a lifetime, it's better for you to tell your wife, what kind of do you like, and your mother will look for you." After Feng Ling finished speaking, his face darkened at the beginning.

"Mother, I'm sleepy." At first, he walked to the bed with a blank face and covered his head with a quilt.

Feng Ling and Qing Cang next to him glanced at each other and shook their heads, not knowing why. It seems that every time he talks about it, he can't be with him for too long, and his mood swings are very big. In fact, Qing Cang also likes it very much, and he has watched him grow up little by little over the years.

Feng Ling saw that he was playing a little temper at the beginning, so he left his room and gently covered the door for him. At the beginning, when I heard the sound of the door closing, I lifted the quilt and blamed myself very much. He secretly decided that he must adjust his mentality, maybe it may not be a good thing to accept his father's arrangement.

On this day, there was a vast white snow in the sky, and Xuanyuan Shaofeng came to Feng Ling's bedroom with a thick coat.

"It's cold and dewy this day, how can the emperor have time to come?" Feng Ling instructed the palace people to warm a pot of hot wine for Xuanyuan Shaofeng and prepare a few side dishes to ward off the cold for him.

"Somehow, when I looked at this heavy snow, I suddenly remembered you, and wanted to come to you to stay here, you are just like this snow." Xuanyuan Shaofeng and Feng Ling sat opposite each other, and he didn't understand what kind of emotion he had for Feng Ling.

"Is it the same cold?" Feng Ling asked with a smile.

"Since you were born, you haven't changed at all, but you've become much cuter than before." Looking at Feng Ling's face as before, Xuanyuan Shaofeng couldn't help but sigh, the years are not forgiving. (To be continued......)