Sitting beside Jin Yanrong, he said with a smile: "Mother is letting us convey the mother's missing of her father on behalf of us!"

"Yes, after reading for a few years, my words became more and more beautiful." Jin Yanrong laughed helplessly.

"It's all good at teachings from the father." Jin Xinzhao narrowed his eyes and smiled, his little look quite cunning and proud.

Jin Yanrong smiled a little helplessly. He touched the heads of the two little guys. He did not let them see the memorials when handling them. Jin Xinzhao and Jin Yinchu were very well-behaved. They knew that they could not be arrogant when their father was busy with government affairs.

At this moment, he was lying on the side and watching, sitting at the small table not far away, flipping through the past folds.

Most of them are from a few years ago or a longer time ago.

After knowing how to write and recognize words, the reading volume of the two children increased exponentially. Jin Xinzhao seemed to be no longer difficult. Jin Yinchu was still limited to being able to understand most of the words in a passage, but there were a few words that could not be recognized.

Not to mention understanding the meaning of this passage.

Jin Yinchu's ability in this regard is not as good as Jin Xin and Zhaoda. He always can't be interested in these boring things.

But I didn't want to play by myself, so I could only lie down and read books. If I don't understand, I asked Jin Xinzhao.

Some things will still be reversed when they are cultivated since childhood. For example, Jin Yinchu’s current situation is not as talented as Jin Xinzhao, but his acquired efforts can be made up for a little.

The two children went to Jin Yanrong's side, and Gu Yansi breathed a sigh of relief.

Lie comfortably on the bed and resting, Chunyu and Qiaoyue were shaking their fans, making Gu Xiangsi drowsy.

"Did my father come to pick us up?" Jin Chenglang stood beside Jin Yuanhong in the yard, looking at Jin Yuanhong happily and asked.

"Why, do you want to go back?" Jin Yuanhong thought that Jin Chenglang was comfortable in the palace and was reluctant to go back. Otherwise, why would he have lived there for more than half a month and still not returned to the palace?

"I..." Jin Chenglang just opened his mouth to speak, but saw Gu Yurou beside him. He didn't say anything, and silently lowered his head and whispered: "I have a little thought, but here the imperial concubine is very nice to me, and there are many delicious foods."

"Haha, you greedy little thing." Jin Yuanhong couldn't help laughing when he heard this and touched Jin Chenglang's little head.

"What are the plans for the princess?" When Jin Yuanhong turned to look at Gu Yurou, his expression on this side became a little cold, and he looked at Gu Yurou and asked, "If you want to go back today, just leave the palace with me."

"The imperial concubine has been asking me about embroidery skills these days, but she can't take off her body for a while." Gu Yurou didn't smile on her face.

He looked at Jin Yuanhong's eyes and said a little impatiently: "You can take Chenglang to play today. I will wait for the imperial concubine to learn it in a few days. I will go back to the royal palace when there is nothing to do."

Jin Yuanhong frowned immediately, and looked at Gu Yurou standing up and going to rest, and she didn't even want to say a few more words to her.

Over the past few months, Gu Yurou's attitude has become more and more annoying.

Jin Yuanhong gritted his teeth secretly, vaguely understanding something. He gave Gu Yurou enough face in front of the child, and never showed it too ugly.

"Let's go out with dad and go out for a walk." Jin Yuanhong took Jin Chenglang's hand and walked to the small garden outside Qingluan Palace, without any intention of walking away.
Chapter completed!