"Good!" Xiao Chayin immediately cheered happily and jumped around the old emperor in a circle.

Emperor Cheng De was amused and dizzy by her, and hurriedly grabbed the baby, "Yinyin also helped the emperor's grandfather bring a message to your third brother?" ”

"Good!" The baby nodded his little head and said yes.

"Yinyin told my brother that he could just let people do what he wanted, and I was all right." Emperor Cheng De hugged the little milk bag and tried to keep his words simple.

"Good!" Xiao Chayin nodded, and repeated in a milky voice.

"Tone is awesome!" Emperor Chengde did not hesitate to praise.

The little baby raised her little chin arrogantly, silly and happy.

Emperor Chengde lovingly hugged her into his arms, and instructed Ming Fudao with a deep smile, "Tomorrow Xuanfu Taishi will enter the palace." ”

Mingfu glanced at the letter on the table, knew it in his heart, and bowed down to answer.

Emperor Cheng De was in a very good mood after reading the letter, and it seemed that something suddenly became clear.

Jing Qing thought that when the old man saw Wei San's letter, he should not take care of them for the time being, and he didn't want Emperor Chengde to read the letter, so he asked Xiao Chayin to bring a sentence, and then asked Ming Shun to go to the study and brought all the books he had given to the former crown prince.

1000 Character Text, Three Character Classic, Primary School, University, Mean......

Emperor Chengde hugged his little sister lovingly, but he was dignified to Xiao Jingqing, and he rigorously inquired about these knowledge, and checked what Xiao Jingqing's background was.

Jing Qing originally planned to memorize a thousand-character essay and a hundred family names to fool around, but where is Emperor Chengde so easy to fool?

Jiang is still old and spicy in the end, not to mention that what Jing Qing doesn't know is that his ghostly appearance is exactly the same as that of the eldest emperor he has never seen when he was a child.

He pretended not to, but as soon as Hitomi Ren accidentally turned around, he was immediately noticed by the old emperor that something was wrong, and as soon as he opened his mouth, he deceived him.

In addition, there is also a certain little baby who has revealed too much to her brother Jingqing's old bottom, before Emperor Chengde asked, he already had some general understanding, how could this little rabbit cub fool him casually?

So, under this unexpected surprise spot check, Xiao Jingqing accidentally became a little prodigy.

Is this a good thing?

Just looking at the surprise and excitement of a certain old emperor, the increasingly deep gaze, Xiao Jingqing, who had a wooden face, could predict how bad his life would be in the future.

Now, he is past the age when he will be happy because of some vain fame, and the free and leisurely Taoguang is real.

It's a pity that he doesn't think about it.

Jing Qing sighed quietly, looking at Xiao Chayin, who was still stupidly nibbling on cakes in Emperor Chengde's arms, with a look of envy.

"How has the prescription judged by Court Chen been developed? This soaked for many days, but I didn't see any effect! Jing Qing's illness can't be delayed any longer, and tell Chen Yuan that before the end of the month, I will see Jing Qing's condition improve! ”

Mingfu also knew that the old emperor was in a hurry, so he bowed down and prepared to go to the Tai Hospital in person later.

Jing Qing listened to Emperor Chengde's words, and secretly sank to himself, he really couldn't delay it any longer, but Chen Yuan was afraid that he couldn't count on it, and his condition still had to fall ......

The little boy narrowed his eyes.

After dinner, it was time for the sunset to set in the west, and Emperor Chengde, who grabbed the tail of his grandson's little fox, finally let him go.

When the sun was shining, the two little babies came out of the Qiantai Palace hand in hand.

Xiao Chayin walked up and down, and Jing Qing's face was a little pale.

There are a lot of things going on today, and he can't bear it.

The palace people who passed by looked at him with a little pity - he was already four years old, and everyone knew that he would not live to be five.

Jing Qing ignored these gazes, he was thinking in his heart, and suddenly saw a familiar figure hurriedly walking on the road ahead.

The little boy's jet-black pupils flashed, and the corners of his mouth slowly hooked up a sly arc.