Chapter 1854: Father, Huhu
Although the poem is still very immature, it is a five-year-old child after all, and it is already remarkable.
Next were the two little princesses, wearing the same pink skirts, tied in double buns, and stepped forward with a glass fruit bowl.
The exact same pink and cute appearance made everyone smile like an old mother.
This pair of twin little princesses is really the pearl of the whole Zhou people.
When Zhao Yuanjing saw the two little girls, he also smiled and beckoned, "Come here." ”
The princesses carried the fruit bowl together and obediently walked in front of their father.
The little girls curtsied and bowed, and said in unison: "Erchen congratulates my father and the emperor for a thousand years of splendor, and wishes the Great Zhou Dynasty peace and peace for thousands of generations." ”
Zhao Yuanjing laughed and asked, "What are you holding in your hands?" ”
The toddler said: "Back to my father, this is a fruit bowl made by my sister and the toddler themselves, specially dedicated to my father." ”
The two of them didn't know anything else, they went to ask Yun Dai, and Yun Dai said that let them discuss it themselves, as long as it was prepared with heart, the father would like it.
The two of them found twenty-four kinds of melons and fruits and made a chilled fruit bowl.
Zhao Yuanjing really liked it when he heard it, hugged the two of them one by one and sat on his lap, and said with a smile: "The filial piety of the princesses, the father and the emperor have it." But my princess doesn't need to do these things herself, does this little hand peel the fruit, does it hurt in her fingers? ”
"It doesn't hurt at all." Qian'er smiled.
The toddler stretched out his finger in front of his father and said softly: "Father, huhu." ”
She has a round face, crooked eyebrows, and bright stars in her eyes.
Zhao Yuanjing seemed to see a miniature version of Yun Dai.
And this little girl is so dependent on herself, and she is coquettish to herself.
Zhao Yuanjing smiled and pinched her thin little fingers, leaned over and blew, her voice unconsciously became gentle: "Does it still hurt?" ”
"Okay, it doesn't hurt."
"Good." Zhao Yuanjing kissed her little hand.
Provokes the toddler to giggle.
This scene was seen by many courtiers below, and they all smiled knowingly.
The emperor is also a father, and he loves his little daughter so much, which also makes people see the warm side of the royal family.
After the little princesses offered their gifts, it was the turn of the concubines.
Jin Shan brought a painting that she had carefully prepared.
Although she has abandoned calligraphy and painting recently, the foundation is still there after all.
The level is still okay.
Zhao Yuanjing glanced at it, nodded, and said, "Jin Jieyu is good, reward." ”
"Your Majesty."
Jin Shan was a little happy and bowed down.
Then there is Qi Xiao.
Qi Xiao has almost broken away from the identity of a concubine and has completely become a female official.
But after all, her share is still there, and she still comes up to give gifts in a proper manner.
Her gift was much more ordinary, just a pair of boots.
Obviously, she is very low-key, she doesn't want to invite pets at all, she just wants to be the position of a female official in the Shangyi Bureau.
After the gifts were delivered, everyone was happy.
Except for Zhao Yuanjing.
He looked at Yun Dai, who was sitting next to him, and said, "Queen, everyone else has given me gifts, what about yours?" ”
Everyone looked at her in unison.
Yun Dai smiled: "The concubine body is naturally prepared. ”
She took a box from Bao Xing's hand, handed it to the emperor, and said, "May the emperor's holy body be healthy and prosperous." ”
"That's a good point, but I don't know what to give."
Zhao Yuanjing said this, he still had some expectations in his heart, and he couldn't wait to open the box when he got it.
Inside the box is a piece of snow-white Hetian jade.
It's a good thing at first glance.
But......
Zhao Yuanjing was a little disappointed in his heart.
This kind of gift was given by those courtiers, and he was not rare at all.
He wants a heart.