Yan Chengfeng jumped off the swing.

Zhu Fuli's eyelids jumped, "Next time, let someone carry you down. You are too small."

"I understand, mother!" Yan Chengfeng smiled.

"Siqi."

"exist."

"Send the eldest princess away and ask Li Zhaoyi to keep an eye on her."

"yes."

"Chengfeng, let's go back and eat." Zhu Fuli lost interest and walked into the hall.

"Oh, okay." Yan Chengfeng used his short legs to catch up with her.

In fact, the eldest sister had a miserable life in her previous life. After her father died, she was ignored by Li Zhaoyi, who gave birth to the seventh prince. The palace maids also pretended to obey her but actually did not care about her. In the end, she was pushed out by Yan Tingyu to marry.

When Yan Chengfeng saw her at the age of fourteen, she had already become emaciated and eventually died on the way to the marriage.

But now it’s different. Although my fake father is ruthless to concubines other than my mother, he is still very good to these princes and princesses.

He pretended to casually mention a few words that might change her ending.

Maybe the fake father has some relationship with his father. He secretly watched him but couldn't see any difference.

Or maybe it was because he couldn't quite remember what his father looked like in his memory and so he couldn't recognize any difference.

Or maybe, he and his father are twins?

If that's the case, he won't have to worry about anything when the Yan family falls into his hands, since they are all family after all.

Being an emperor is quite tiring. At least that’s what Yan Chengfeng feels.

Yan Tinglan skipped the morning court and left the palace for three days, and no one thought it was wrong.

All officials were so busy that they had no time to rest. The entire court was on the move. They even felt fortunate that they did not have to attend court, so that they would not have to take on any tasks.

The tasks Yan Tinglan gave them were many, large and complex, but they were not so difficult to complete before the deadline, and they could still be completed if they tried their best.

After ten days or so, the officials had lost weight and were so busy that they fell asleep as soon as they got home.

When Yan Tinglan came back, it was almost time for dinner.

"Ali, I'm back." He strode into the hall, picked up Zhu Fuli who was leaning on the couch reading a book, and kissed her cheek, "Ali, did you miss me?"

Zhu Fuli's cheeks flushed slightly and she turned her head away, "Your son is here."

Yan Tinglan then saw Yan Chengfeng standing aside with a shocked look on his face, "If you're here, then you're here."

He was a bit of an eyesore.

"Father." Yan Chengfeng shouted.

"Yeah." Yan Tinglan put the person down and responded lightly, "It's not time for dinner yet, you're here quite early."

"Father, I have been here the whole time. Mother has accepted me as her son!" He boasted, "I have been sleeping in the side hall these days."

Hearing this, Yan Tinglan looked at the person next to him.

Zhu Fuli nodded slightly.

"After you finish your meal, go back to your Chaoyang Palace."

"No, my mother asked me to live here. If you chase me away, you are offending my mother."

Yan Tinglan paused, "Call me mother."

"Oh." Yan Chengfeng didn't say anything about whether it was in accordance with the rules or not. It was only a matter of time. The edict to confer the title of queen had already been issued.

After dinner, Yan Tinglan drove Yan Chengfeng to the side hall. After washing up, he hugged him and leaned against the head of the bed, "Did Ah Li miss me?"

Zhu Fuli raised his eyes to look at him and nodded.

She felt so uncomfortable after he left that she subconsciously wanted to find him.

Never mind, he succeeded.

Yan Tinglan's eyes were filled with smiles, and he held her face and coaxed her: "Then Ah Li, kiss me and I will believe it."

I wish Fuli didn't move. If you don't believe it, then don't believe it.

Yan Tinglan had no choice but to take the initiative to kiss her, gently sucking and kissing her, then prying open her teeth step by step and conquering her.

His breath was hot, and he pulled back slightly to let her breathe, then pressed down on her waist and kissed her, making her eyes moist and misty.

Zhu Fuli pushed his chest slightly in dissatisfaction, "You are so fierce."