The child, who is not yet six years old, still speaks with a babyish voice.

Whether it's her words and actions or her appearance and temperament, she is completely different from the unruly children she met in her previous life.

Jian Yang's heart melted the moment she saw him, and she couldn't bear to let him kneel down.

"Little cutie, get up quickly, the ground is cold."

She even ran over and helped Zhou Kun up.

It smells so good, so fragrant, with a hint of orange.

The child must have eaten an orange before coming.

Xiao Zhoukun stared at her expectantly, his eyes filled with curiosity and wariness.

Jian Yang's heart melted instantly when he looked at her with those wet eyes.

Indeed, a woman's maternal instincts don't necessarily only emerge after childbirth; they can appear whenever she encounters something lovely.

At this point, Jian Yang was no longer worried about how the two of them could get along harmoniously. She was only worried that she would not take good care of this little cutie and cause him unnecessary suffering.

"Sweetie, would you like some snacks? I made them myself," Jian Yang asked softly, afraid that her voice would startle him.

Xiao Zhou Kun remained silent.

The old nanny standing to the side said apologetically, "Your Majesty, please don't be offended. The young prince has always been a little shy around strangers."

Jian Yang certainly wouldn't blame him.

I even felt very sorry for them.

Children who grow up without their mothers naturally lack a sense of security.

So she got up and walked to the table, picked up the egg tarts she had specially baked for him, then turned around and walked to Xiao Zhoukun's side, squatting down with a smile.

"Honey, do you want to try this? I guarantee you've never had this before."

Little Zhou Kun is still a child, and under the temptation of the delicious food, he finally reached out his little hand.

Watching him hold the egg tart and eat it obediently, Jian Yang's heart melted once again.

She accepted this adopted son!

After all, people who are obsessed with looks have no bottom line!

"He who eats another's food is bound to him," and after finishing one egg tart, Zhou Kun's guardedness indeed disappeared by most. He looked at Jian Yang and asked cautiously, "Mother, may I have another one?"

"Of course, baby!"

Jian Yang handed him a whole plate of egg tarts.

Since it was their first meeting, Jian Yang gave Zhou Kun a set of exquisite Hetian jade rabbit carvings as a gift. Jian Hong had asked someone to deliver these to her a few days earlier.

Sure enough, Zhou Kun couldn't take his eyes off the lifelike jade rabbits, and his wariness of her lessened.

Jian Yang asked him a few questions, and then asked the nanny about his likes and dislikes before letting them leave.

As the old woman led Zhou Kun away, his constant turning back made Jian Yang burst into laughter.

"Don't look anymore. You can come anytime you want. I'll make you milk tea when you come tomorrow."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Zhoukun nodded emphatically.

In his view, since his father ascended the throne, many of the other concubines had tried to curry favor with him, but each of them had a strong ulterior motive, which made him very uncomfortable.

But this mother was different. He could sense that her affection for him was genuine, and her kindness towards him was simply because she wanted to be good to him, without any other motive.

This made him very happy.

The next day, before Zhou Kun came to pay his respects, Jian Yang had tea leaves, milk, sugar, tapioca flour, taro, and other ingredients prepared, brewed a lot of milk tea, and added a lot of taro paste and tapioca pearls.

That's enough for them to drink until they're stuffed.

To ensure the best experience, she even had several bamboo straws prepared.

When Zhou Kun arrived, he was indeed stunned by this thing called "milk tea".

I couldn't stop drinking it.

When he sucked up the "pearl" with the bamboo straw, he stared at Jian Yang with wide, doe-like eyes in amazement.

Jian Yang smiled gently: "Those are tapioca pearls. You can chew them, but be careful, or they might get stuck in your trachea."

Zhou Kun slowed down his sucking motions, seemingly understanding, but every time he sucked up a pearl, his two little eyebrows would involuntarily lift up.

They clearly had a lot of fun.

Jian Yang was so charmed by him that she almost fainted, and she kept clutching her chest.

"Oh my god, this little thing is so cute, who can resist it!"

"It seems the Empress is very fond of Kun'er."

The emperor's voice suddenly came from behind her. If she hadn't been afraid of frightening the child, Jian Yang would have screamed immediately.

She turned around and, sure enough, saw the dog emperor standing silently behind her, not knowing how long he had been standing there.

Does this person walk without making a sound?

Pervert!

Jian Yang couldn't help but mutter to herself.

When Zhou Kun saw the emperor arrive, he immediately jumped off the stool and respectfully bowed to him, saying, "Your subject greets Your Majesty."

The emperor picked him up and asked with a smile, "Kun'er, are you getting along well with your mother?"

Zhou Kun nodded and said, "Mother made milk tea for me, it was very delicious, and I liked it very much."

"How about letting Father Emperor try some too?"

"good!"

The emperor then took a sip of the milk tea in Zhou Kun's cup through his straw.

Zhou Kun looked at him expectantly, "Did Father Emperor get to drink the pearl?"

The emperor paused, then shook his head. "Are there pearls among them?"

Zhou Kun smiled and shook his head, explaining, "My mother said these are small balls made of tapioca flour. They're chewy and delicious."

"QQ Bouncy?" the emperor repeated.

Upon hearing this, Jian Yang immediately realized that something was terribly wrong. These were modern words she used to coax her child, and it would be bad if the emperor noticed something amiss.

So she quickly explained, "It means refreshing and chewy."

To prevent the emperor from asking more questions, she immediately waved to Zhou Kun and said, "My dear, you've already had two cups. If you drink any more, your tummy will burst."

Little Zhou Kun obediently let go of the straw, picked up the paper airplane next to him, and started playing with it well.

Upon seeing this, the emperor was greatly surprised and asked, "Kun'er, what is this?"

Zhou Kun held up the paper airplane in his hand like a treasure and said loudly, "This is a paper airplane that the Empress Dowager folded for me. I am showing it to the Emperor."

Then he breathed on the tip of the paper airplane, and threw it forward with all his might. The paper airplane glided through the air for seven or eight meters before slowly landing.

The emperor's gaze followed the paper toy, his eyes gleaming with an indescribable light.

Jian Yang covered her face, thinking to herself that she was doomed.

Although the royal family has no shortage of paper, no one would waste it by folding things out of paper for fun.

Moreover, the plane that was broken was one that didn't exist in this era.

Children can be easily fooled, but adults are not so easily fooled.

Zhang, the eunuch guarding the door, quickly picked up the paper airplane and returned it, praising, "How exquisite! Your Majesty truly has excellent craftsmanship."

The emperor took the paper airplane, examined it carefully, and then smiled and asked, "Empress, where did you get the inspiration for this paper airplane?"

Jian Yang forced a smile and said, "Um... wild goose, yes, that's it!"

"But this paper airplane is completely different in shape from a wild goose."

"That's because I don't know how to fold a wild goose, so I just folded it like this."

"Then why not call it Paper Goose?"