…… When the weather turned cold and began to prepare winter clothes, Concubine An Shufei was released from confinement.

"Yongyi, ......" "Mother Concubine-" The two reunited after a long absence for three months, hugged their heads and cried in the Jiaofang Palace, and after crying, Concubine An Shu was grateful to Queen Yun for her willingness to return the child to her.

"Don't thank Bengong, thank you for the evening."

Empress Yun stroked Chu Yuewan's head, "It's the night to leave Yongyi in the Jiaofang Palace, so that your mother and son can meet." ”

"Concubine Xie Princess Yuning......" Concubine An Shu really kowtowed to her.

I never expected it to be late in the first month.

The elders kowtow to the juniors, will I ...... Folding life? "Get up."

Queen Yun was a little tired when she heard her cry.

"Yes, Yongyi, come with the concubine."

Concubine An Shu held the hand of Chu Yongyi.

"Mother concubine, concubine, Yongyi still wants to play with Xiao Thirteen in the future."

Hatsunaga pulled her fingers.

Concubine An Shu was surprised, why didn't this stupid son want to leave after staying in Jiaofang Hall all these days? Although it was a good thing that Princess Yuning didn't treat him harshly, she still couldn't let go of it in her heart, not to mention that Queen Yun didn't like Yongyi very much...... Chu Yuewan couldn't see so many thoughts in the hearts of others, she just thought it was okay: "I'm going to play with Brother Eleven tonight!" "Okay, okay, the mother concubine is very good at making good food, little thirteen must remember to come!" Chu Yongyi said, "You must come!" Don't break your word! "Yongyi's stubborn temper ......" Queen Yun smiled bitterly, and her hand wearing golden fingers was still scratching on the top of her head in the early moon.

Chu Yuewan looked at her with a pout.

The queen mother~ If you touch someone again, you're going to be bald~ Concubine An Shufei hurriedly hugged Chu Yongyi and explained: "The queen mother smiled.

Yongyi's temper...... In fact, there is no way to change it, this child was born prematurely by Wan Concubine, and he was born with a defect.

Sometimes the brains can't be turned around, but it's actually caused by the disease, if you are offended, please punish the concubine, Yongyi doesn't understand this. ”

As she spoke, she was sad again and wiped her tears.

"The mother doesn't cry."

Chu Yongyi comforted her.

It turns out that Brother Eleven is born with some problems, so he is that kind of character.

After listening to what Concubine An Shuwan said, Chu Yuewan suddenly felt that this little brother was so pitiful.

In his previous life, he had been hanging out in the harem and was said to be a good-for-nothing prince, is it also for this reason? "I see, Yongyi's affairs will be more tolerant and taken care of by this palace, and Concubine An Shu has also worked hard."

Queen Yun soothed, "If you want to go play in the evening, you can go, eh?" She suddenly hugged Chu Yuewan: "Are you hungry for food again?" "Ah, I was discovered.

"Hmm......" Chu Yuewan was silly at the queen mother.

"Don't eat it now, you won't be able to digest it later."

The Cloud Queen pinched the tip of her nose in warning.

Chu Yuewan was excited by the smell of fragrant powder on her body, and sneezed violently.

Alas, the Poria cream, hemp balls, crab roe dumplings, and velvet bean paste buns in Concubine An's palace...... This princess will have to wait a long time before she is blessed with you............ Because she has not yet been enlightened, she still plays around in the harem all day long, and when she is a little more than two years old, her legs will finally not be crushed into a small Luo circle, and the Deng family dares to let her run around completely.

But despite running like this, the early moon night is still a little too soft, and often runs and stumbles on the air, tripping over himself.

By the way, he tripped over Chu Yongyi, who was running next to him, and as a result, Chu Yongyi's face was facing down, and he was clasped on the ground, but Chu Yuewan rolled around and squatted on his ass and sat down.

When Fu Yuan and the others hurriedly came to hug her, they saw her staring in a daze and looking at Chu Yongyi crying beside her.

Running and falling is normal, but the worst thing is that he often turns around, and before he takes two steps, the arms and legs on the same side begin to lift out together, walking like a little puppet.

"How can you dance the great god in the future?" The unreligious Empress Yun had a headache.

The old emperor didn't mind at all, so he took the little hand of the early moon night and took her to jump.

The catkins fluttered in the warm spring sun, and the early moon jumped with her father's little thumb in the evening, while singing: "Little swallow chirps and tweets ~ a circle of ducks in the oil pot under the bridge in front of the door ~ two tigers and two tigers run fast ~" Soon, she looked forward to the stars and the moon, and looked forward to the time when she could eat adult food.

Deng was still very sad about this, His Royal Highness no longer had to breastfeed, and when he thought that she was useless as a nurse, his heart was empty, and he secretly wiped his tears in the room for a few days.

Hanxiang laughed at her, "It's not that the palace can't support you, and His Royal Highness doesn't want you if he doesn't eat milk."

Fu Hui heard someone say that Aunt Deng was sad, and turned around and silently hugged Chu Yuewan to her, where did Chu Yuewan know what Deng was sad about, and pounced on her and gave her a big hug.

Deng Shi Ke cried even worse.

But since then, she has also seen it thoroughly, and she is still responsible for preparing soup to regulate the stomach and intestines for the early moon night every day, thinking that she is still responsible for the food for His Royal Highness, and humming happily and twisting her ass in the small kitchen every day.

It's just that there are more things to eat, and the sorrow of the first moon night also comes.

At first, I went to Concubine An Shu's palace for a few meals, but Concubine An Shu was still worried, and she was afraid that Queen Yun would blame her for eating something bad, who knew that this little princess had a very good appetite, what to eat, what to eat, what to eat, the amount of food is not small, that is called a cheer.

Although it is said that you can't eat too hard food, all kinds of sweet and soft snacks in the palace are enough to stuff your stomach.

"Concubine Niangniang," Chu Yue sighed and snorted after eating the soft soup, holding an empty bowl in front of her, her eyes shining, "Fragrant!" An Shufei's heart was hit hard.

Oh my God, what kind of baby is this...... Little Thirteen can eat whatever concubines want! So, the emperor, who occasionally came to Concubine An's palace to eat, found that he didn't know when it started, as long as he came late with the first moon, it seemed that he could eat a few more dishes than usual.

Eat as much as you grow fast, the sweet and greasy days pass quietly, and the first moon is late, and you will reach the age of enlightenment.

The enlightenment of the royal heirs of the Dagao Dynasty is generally three or four years old, to put it bluntly, a group of small things that are not big are moved to a roof to recognize words and learn to learn phonology, as usual, three of the ten people are crying, four are making trouble, two are napping Zhou Gong, and one can't be found.

Of course, we don't need to worry about this troublesome thing.

Because they knew how to read too early, all the people in Jiaofang Hall formed an overly optimistic impression, thinking that everything in the early moon could be one step faster than others, and any poetry could be easily spilled.

So there was no need to go to the Kaimeng class, and as soon as the third year old arrived, he was eating steamed cheese for his birthday with a puffed face on the evening of the first moon, when he was suddenly copied by the emperor and carried into the Chenji Palace, and directly on the big ebony table of the folds.

"Come late, write whatever you want! I hung it on the plaque in the Chenji Temple! The old emperor took the ink-dipped brush and stuffed it into her hand.

Empress Dowager Ge, Queen Yun, and Chu Yongwang "Hula" all surrounded at once.

"Will Yuning write a poem?" Chu Yongwang was nervous.

"The little demon can't hold the pen steadily, and the mourning family can draw a ghost talisman when they see her."

Empress Dowager Ge was full of interest.

"Don't write 'little uncle', there are a lot of strokes, and I'm tired."

Queen Yun didn't want that kid from the Yun family to hang on the Chenji Palace.

Yun Jinshu, who had not yet entered the palace, sneeze inexplicably in the house.

Having said that, a circle of people in the Chenji Hall surrounded the early moon at night like a black cloud, and they all smiled so much that they couldn't see their eyes.

"Huh."

Shivering at night in the early moon.

Chubby, helpless, and pitiful.

Write...... Write and write...... It's a pity that the hands are really not flexible enough, and the person is not as big as the paper, so the normal grip of the pen can't be held, so I have to rivet the strength of the whole body to one place.

The early moon was late and full of breath - "pop" poked a big black dot on the paper.

Chu Yongwang looked at it and raised his hand to turn back: "Erchen cast a ghost to draw a note." ”

Chu Yuewan was not convinced, and continued to drag the brush with the strength of milk.

Everyone's eyes followed the pen, and the spider-like handwriting vaguely took on a little shape.

The grass head came out.

A circle of people immediately began to guess.

"Flowers?" "Rong?" "Mang?" In the early moon, with a big stroke of the pen, he drew a hook.

"Shiba?" "Art?" In the evening of the first moon, I "brushed" and drew a circle and skimmed out.

"Buds?" "Is this a tadpole?" "What about making words late and late?" The early moon is so sad that I don't want to write, don't people even have more pens? It's really tiring for people to write a small word...... Pile it down one by one, and finally a black ball of wool appeared on the huge paper, and Lai Lai didn't know what it was.