Jiurao got up and walked over, took the child from his hand, and looked down at her son's little face: "The child is really like a day. How long hasn't seen him? I feel like he has grown up a little."

"It's like this for newborn babies, and there are signs of growth every day." The wet nurse who came behind smiled gently, "The little master's face is now growing, and you can tell who she looks like."

Jiu Rao heard this and looked at it carefully: "I feel that the outline is still more like Tianshu."

"It means he won't grow." Ji Huangyu said lukewarmly, "If he looks like His Majesty, he might be more pampered, like his father's face. When he gets bigger, I'm afraid I won't want to hug him."

Tianshu glanced at him coldly: "My son doesn't need you to spoil him."

Ji Huangyu sneered.

"Ling Xiao is the eldest son, and the future crown prince cannot be too favored, but must be taught well." Mo Hua walked in from outside and took over the conversation slowly, "When you should fight, you should beat him when he should be punished, and you must create a wise, magical, and wise emperor."

Ji Huangyu immediately agreed when he heard this: "This is right. The eldest son should teach this. Never spoil it, otherwise he will not become a great man."

Luan Fei followed in with a faint tone: "If jade is not carved, it will not become a weapon. If you can't endure the hardships, it will be difficult for you to become a superior person."

As soon as the three of them sang and played with me, they soon became a play.

Jiu Rao looked up and glanced at them casually: "I just returned to the palace and started fighting again."

Mo Hua smiled: "The fight is lively."

Jiu Rao lowered her head and kissed her son's face, and handed him to her wet nurse, "There are many people here, so take him down."

"Yes." The wet nurse took the little prince, "It just so happened that the little master should sleep, so I will carry him to rest."

After saying that, he respectfully gave up.

Several people talked in Tianshu Palace. Tianshu and Mo Hua reported several important major events these days, and there were inevitably a few ridicule and bickering in the middle, and there was another riot.

"Three men have a play." Jiu Rao's tone was faint, "Four men have become the opera troupe."

After the words came to an end, the opera troupe suddenly became quiet.

These days, not only Jiu Rao was tired, but Ji Huangyu and Luan Fei were not relaxed, so they only used dinner in Tianshu Palace.

A small separation is better than a newlywed.

After the meal, Jiurao was too lazy to move on, so she rested in Tianshu Palace at night.

The two of them lingered for a while at night. After the end of the clouds and rain, Tianshu held Jiu Rao in his arms and said something for half a night.

Tianshu wanted to know what happened to Jiurao in Donglan. No matter what happened, even if it was just a trivial meal or a bed, he wanted to know everything.

Jiurao's tone was lazy: "Tianshu, aren't you quite taciturn? Why are you talking so much tonight?"

Tianshu was silent for a while: "I only talk a lot in front of His Majesty."

Jiu Rao is not a chattering chatter. If he doesn't pester her and chat, will the two of them be speechless?

Jiurao smiled, her eyebrows and eyes were clear and elegant, and she showed a bit more noble and noble under the lights.

Lying on the bed, I talked to him about his experience in Donglan. Although there was nothing to say, I just treated it as a gossip and met his request.

The night gradually became dark, and she said indifferently: "Go to bed earlier, I'm tired."

Tianshu nodded: "Your Majesty just came back, so you don't have to get up early tomorrow. I'd better go to the morning court."
Chapter completed!