Yan Tinglan served soup to the person next to him, "Have a bowl of soup to warm your stomach."

Zhu Fuli nodded.

Yan Tinglan took a small bowl, lowered his eyes and carefully picked out the bones from the fish meat. After picking out a small bowl, he placed it next to Zhu Fuli's hand and said, "Eat it."

Zhu Fuli was a little surprised. It was really rare to act to this extent.

Yan Chengfeng, who was looking around at the dinner table, took a random bite of rice and almost choked himself.

How could my father be so gentle? How could the emperor pick fish bones for others?

He also took himself to have dinner with Zhao Zhaoyuan, who was the most favored and beloved one before, and now is Concubine Zhao, but it was also Zhao Zhaoyuan who served him during the meal.

It seems that the claim that he likes Concubine Zhao the most is fake. It is obvious that the emperor likes the Imperial Concubine the most.

Yan Tinglan glanced at him, "Why? You only like to eat rice?"

Yan Chengfeng shook his head and struggled to pick up the meat in front of him with his chopsticks and put it into the bowl.

Well, the brain knows how to use chopsticks, but the four-year-old's hands are clumsy.

Yan Tinglan picked up a piece of food on the table with his chopsticks and put it into the empty soup bowl next to him.

Yan Chengfeng was flattered, "Thank you, Father!"

Yan Tinglan hummed, then lowered his head to eat.

Zhu Fuli looked at the piece of fish with bones in the bowl and couldn't help but say: "Aren't you going to pick out the bones for him?"

What should we do if such a young child gets stuck?

"He's four years old. He's not stupid."

"Your Highness, I can pick out the fish bones myself." Yan Chengfeng responded after hearing this, picked out the fish bones with his hands, and looked at her with sparkling eyes.

Zhu Fuli was silent for a while, "Great."

After Zhu Fuli had eaten, she sat at the table and waited quietly. Yan Tinglan reached out to hold her hand. She struggled, but failed so she let him do it.

Yan Chengfeng put the dishes and chopsticks on the table, took the towel beside him to wipe his mouth, then folded them neatly, put his hands on his knees and looked at Zhu Fuli eagerly.

"My Lady, can I still come over to have dinner with you tonight?"

"Is there no food in your palace?" Yan Tinglan asked.

"Replying to Father, the food here is better, Imperial Concubine." After saying that, he looked at Zhu Fuli again, "Is Imperial Concubine okay?"

Zhu Fuli sighed in his heart. This child was depending on him. "Okay."

As he eats neatly and doesn't make the food dirty, it's okay.

"Thank you, Your Majesty." Yan Chengfeng was happy.

Boil the frog in warm water, let the savior get used to your existence, and when she develops feelings for you, she will treat you as her mother, right?

"I won't disturb you and father anymore. I'll come back at dinner time." Yan Chengfeng said as he jumped off the chair, bowed, crawled over the threshold with his short legs and left.

After the palace servants cleared the dishes and chopsticks from the table, Yan Tinglan took her to rinse her mouth, then held her in his arms and kissed her cheek affectionately, "Ali, do you want to take a nap?"

"I slept too much this morning, so I'm not sleepy."

"So what does Ali want to do?"

"Reading."

"How about watching it on the bed?"

Zhu Fuli glanced at him and nodded.

He is the emperor, whatever he says goes.

"What do you want to see?"

"Journey to the West."

"good."

Yan Tinglan glanced at the book he saw on the couch next to him and took it.

He carried her to the bed, helped her take off her outer robe and shoes, put the book in her hands, tidied himself up and got on the bed, kissed her lips, hugged her waist and lay down with his eyes closed, "I'll hold Ali while she sleeps and sits and reads."

Zhu Fuli was silent for a while, then opened the book in his hand and started reading.

He's a bit clingy.