For an eight-month-old child, it is already remarkable to be able to put together such a house.

When Lu Liangwei first started, he was really shocked, but as the months got bigger and bigger, Long Yin's intelligence became more and more revealed, and it was not so unusual to see more.

It can only be said that genetic inheritance is terrible.

However, the dragon martingale is also cultivated as the heir of the dragon yin.

When he was four months old, he took him to the imperial study every day to review the chapters, and under the influence of his ears and eyes, Long Yin was already able to read some simple and easy-to-understand books.

And sometimes, the dragon martingale will also hold the dragon yin to go to the court.

In the face of the Manchu Dynasty's civil and military ministers, he did not show any timidity.

Sitting on the dragon chair, he can still look at the courtiers below without panic.

The father and son had the same momentum and expression, which shocked those ministers.

Jill flipped through the pages, pinky fingers to the words on the book, and with the other hand pulled at the corner of the dragon's martingale, and screamed in his mouth.

Long Ying's eyebrows were raised, as if he was a little surprised, and then the corners of his mouth hooked into a smile, "This word reads dragon, Long Ji'er's dragon." ”

Long Ji'er was stunned, but she understood, and pointed to the next word with her little finger.

The dragon martingale patiently interpreted it for her.

Yaoyao sat in Lu Liangwei's arms, eating pastries, and her face was full of cake crumbs.

Lu Liangwei took a handkerchief and wiped it for her.

Yaoyao stopped eating halfway through it, but remembered that she couldn't waste food, so she stuffed the remaining pastries in her hand into Lu Liangwei's mouth.

Lu Liang opened his mouth slightly and took a bite, then stopped eating, pointed at the dragon martingale and said, "Give it to my father." ”

Yaoyao obediently climbed down from her and crawled in the direction of her father.

The dragon martingale was teaching Jill to read when Yaoyao climbed on his lap and pasted a piece of soft pastry on his face.

The corners of his mouth twitched when he saw what it was.

The child's direction is not good, and it is clear that he wants to put it in his mouth, but it turns out that the direction is off, and his face is full of pastry crumbs.

Long Ying looked at Yaoyao with an innocent face, a little helpless, and reached out to take the pastry.

Lu Liangwei laughed beside him.

The dragon martingale glanced at her, 'Come here. ”

Lu Liangwei hurriedly smiled, shook his head and refused, "Don't, I want to look at Yin'er." ”

Long Yin sat on the edge of the couch and played with blocks, and it was indeed easy to fall down if he was not careful.

However, when he heard what the queen mother said, Long Yin raised her beautiful glass-like eyes and glanced at her.

If he could speak now, he would definitely say it, so he wouldn't fall, the queen mother was worried.

Long Ying put Ji'er and Yaoyao on the couch and sat down, then got up and walked over, taking Lu Liangwei to his lap.

Lu Liangwei was about to protest, but he suddenly put his face in front of her, "It's dirty, wipe it." ”

Lu Liangwei looked at the crumbs of pastries sticking to his face, and couldn't help laughing, if the courtiers who taught him saw it, they would definitely drop their jaws.

Who can know that His Majesty the Emperor, who is majestic and intimidating on weekdays, is privately confused by his daughter, and there is no majesty at all.

With a smile, she took out the handkerchief and wiped it clean for him.

"Alright, it's clean." Lu Liangwei put away the handkerchief, and was just about to get up, when a soft thing suddenly covered her lips, and by the time she reacted, the sweet pastry had already been sent to her mouth.

Her first instinct was to look at the three children.

Fortunately, the three children were playing on the couch and didn't notice this.

She breathed a sigh of relief.

"Is it delicious?" The dragon martingale looked at her with a smile.

Lu Liang slapped him with some annoyance, "Don't come nonsense, the children are all older now." ”。

"You're too nervous." The dragon martingale pinched her pretty nose and shared the rest of the pastry with her.