Zong Xuanyu led Bai Jiushu to his dormitory.

Along the way, five steps and a maid, three steps and a guard, respectfully saluted.

Bai Jiushu experienced a kind of style of being an emperor, and was even more sad, "You really have money and nowhere to spend." ”

"Huh?" Zong Xuanyu looked at her suspiciously.

Bai Jiushu's eyes were resentful, "Tuhao, your family is so rich, give me back my money." ”

Zong Xuanyu's eyes darkened slightly, and he said in a deep voice, "Do you know how expensive it is to raise a son?" When he was born, there were five nurses, twenty girls who served him, and fifty secret guards who protected him.

When children learn to walk, they inevitably bump into each other, so every few steps, they must be guarded by guards.

When the child starts to eat complementary food, the special cook asks for two.

I also have to invite all kinds of gentlemen for the child, tell him stories, play music, draw pictures for the children, and cultivate sentiments.

There are also flowers and grass that take children to play in the mud together.

There are also pets for children, which are specially designed to amuse children.

There are also toys for children.

Children are the same every day, they will be more naughty after walking, and they will inevitably get some unclean stains on their bodies, and they will have to prepare new ones after three or two days of changing clothes.

Also, after the child is weaned, for his health, he has to raise a few sheep so that the child can have fresh goat milk to drink.

And ......"

The corners of Bai Jiushu's mouth twitched wildly, how old is his son? You don't need to be so exaggerated to raise the crown prince, right?

"Is your son made of gold?"

Zong Xuanyu: "The son of this king is more expensive than gold!" With your tens of thousands of taels, what do you think you can do? ”

"If you can't do anything, you can give it back to me!"

Zong Xuanyu's eyes were cold, "The son belongs to the two of us, this king has contributed so much, shouldn't you make a little contribution?" ”

Bai Jiushu: ......

Boom...... We are under no obligation to contribute.

Lan Xin and Asatake, who followed behind, were dumbfounded.

Ye Piaoling stared at Zong Xuanyu and Bai Jiushu angrily, isn't it just that he has a son, is it necessary to show off like this? When he goes back, he's going to adopt one!

After entering the hall, there were more girls waiting, and they saluted in a uniform manner, "Slaves and maids see the prince!" See the side concubine! ”

"What about Your Highness?" Zong Xuanyu asked in a deep voice.

"Back to the prince, His Royal Highness knocked over the ink while practicing calligraphy, and Sister Sang Ruo took him to the bath." The girl Yuexi said respectfully.

Zong Xuanyu pursed her lips and hummed, leading Bai Jiushu to sit down.

"How old is your son? Actually practicing calligraphy? Bai Jiushu was incredulous, "Even if you want to cultivate a genius, it won't be like this, right?"

When the child is more than a year old, the little hands have their own thoughts, and the pen is not stable.

If you force him to do something that is not appropriate for his age, you are not loving him, but harming him. ”

Zong Xuanyu's face was expressionless, "Bring the words written by His Royal Highness to this king." ”

"Yes! Rajah! ”

Soon, the maid took a stack of "ink treasures" and respectfully presented them with both hands, "The prince has seen it!" ”

Zong Xuanyu took his son's "Mobao" and looked at them carefully one by one.

When it is said to be a word, it is actually scribble, the lines are crooked, horizontal and vertical, and each one is irregular.

At first glance, you can tell that it is graffiti.

The corners of Bai Jiushu's mouth twitched, she was shocked to death, and she thought that a child who was more than a year old could really write.

Zong Xuanyu looked at each one intently, his eyes were indescribably gentle, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, looking at his son's "Mobao", as if he saw his son, he was not too loving.

Bai Jiushu's jaw almost dropped in shock, this person was the cold-faced Saint King she knew?

Finely divided, right?

Zong Xuanyu finished reading his son's "Mobao", and just heard a "Daddy", turned his head to look over, and saw Sang Ruo hugging his baby son.

Hurriedly got up and greeted him.

Zong Huaipu opened his little hand and grinned, four teeth had already appeared, the little guy's big black eyes were bright, and he was still beautiful peach blossom eyes, his eyelashes were curled, and his fleshy little face was white and red.

In addition to the eyes, the facial features are almost carved out of the same mold as Zong Xuanyu.

The little guy's hair is tied together with a golden headband, and he wears a small golden robe, and his shoes are also golden.

From top to bottom, everything is exquisite, just like a golden porcelain doll.

Zong Xuanyu hugged his son, the soft little guy, made his heart soften, and the corners of his eyes and eyebrows were full of smiles, "Xiaobei, do you want to be daddy?" ”

"Yes." The little one's voice was soft and glutinous, "Daddy...... Want to ......"

Zong Xuanyu smiled and kissed the little guy, "That's good." ”

"Pierce ......" Zong Huaipu was a little dissatisfied, and pushed Zong Xuanyu's face away with his small hand, and then went to pull Zong Xuanyu's beard, "Giggle......"

Zong Xuanyu approached him, and his beard deliberately rubbed his son's face.

Zong Huaipu's little head kept dodging, giggling, his eyes narrowed into a slit, and his little hand pushed Zong Xuanyu's chin.

Zong Xuanyu chuckled in a low voice, looking doting, "Little villain." ”

“……”

Bai Jiushu looked at the eye-catching father and son in a daze, feeling hallucinated.

The father and son look like they came out of the painting, and they look amazing.

When a man teases a child, his gentle appearance is very charming, and the picture is so warm that it is unreal.

She has known Zong Xuanyu for a long time, and she really doesn't look like a gentle man.

Ye Piaoling was deeply jealous, didn't he just have a son, as for it? Laughing like a fool!

Zong Xuanyu was tired of being crooked enough with his son, and only then did he remember Bai Jiushu, and when he looked at Bai Jiushu, his handsome face instantly returned to cold and hard.

Bai Jiushu: ...... I thoroughly understood what it means to be treated.

Zong Huaipu's big eyes stared at Bai Jiushu curiously.

"She's your mother." Zong Xuanyu said in a low voice, although his face was cold, his voice was very gentle.

Zong Huaipu blinked, staring at Bai Jiushu all the time, all the time.

Faced with such a cute and cute little bun, Bai Jiushu instantly put on a smiling face and stretched out her hand, "Come, Xiaobei, aunt hug." ”

Zong Xuanyu's eyes were cold, "Auntie? ”

"Huh! Tongue! Bai Jiushu smiled dryly, and reached out to hug Zong Huaipu, "Mother hug." ”

Zong Huaipu's head turned and dodged, and his little hands tightly tugged at Zong Xuanyu's clothes.

Bai Jiushu was stunned, the little guy didn't like her? It's not a taste in my heart.

"Hahaha! You don't want your son, and your son doesn't want you! Ye Piaoling gloated.

Zong Xuanyu raised his hand and rubbed Zong Huaipu's little head, and coaxed in a low voice, "Xiaobei, she is your mother, let her mother hug her." ”

Zong Huaipu didn't speak, his little hands tugged at Zong Xuanyu's clothes even tighter, and his little face was completely buried in Zong Xuanyu's neck.

Zong Xuanyu stared at the back of his head a little helplessly, was silent for a long time, and looked at Bai Jiushu with a complicated expression, "Take your time, the child will recognize life, and it will be fine after a while." ”

Bai Jiushu ignored the unexplained loss in her heart, hooked her lips and smiled, "It's okay." ”