Ever since that terrifying first birthday banquet, the entire Prime Minister's residence seemed shrouded in a veil of vigilance, its defenses tightened. Young Marquis Su volunteered to patrol the nursery daily, carrying his gleaming axe like a loyal guard. His serious demeanor made it clear that any danger that approached the nursery would be slain with a single blow. The sunlight streaming down his face, illuminating the cold gleam of the axe blade, perfectly complemented his youthful and resolute expression.
Su Qingyao used her ingenuity to carefully prepare a special anti-wolf rouge. She proudly declared that as long as this rouge is applied to children's hands, those bad people with ill intentions will immediately become allergic and suffer when they touch it. One day, Su Xiaohouye was curious and took the rouge and applied some on his own hands while Su Qingyao was not paying attention. As a result, he accidentally rubbed his eyes. "Sister, your rouge is an eyesore!" Su Xiaohouye complained loudly while rubbing his eyes that were red and swollen like peaches, and his voice was full of grievances. Su Qingyao turned her head when she heard the voice, rolled her eyes in annoyance, and said mercilessly: "You deserve it, who told you to use it secretly. This rouge is for children to defend themselves, why are you messing with it."
At this time, Jiang Yan was sitting in front of the window in the study, and the sunlight shone through the window onto him and Si Yan. Jiang Yan held Si Yan in his arms, holding the account book in his hands, and flipping through it carefully. How could the little guy stand such silence? His small hands fumbled around on the table, and suddenly he grabbed the brush and began to draw circles on the account book with great interest. Those crooked circles seemed to be his unique expression of the world. Jiang Yan looked at the circles on the account book, and instead of being angry, his eyes were full of doting. He gently scratched Si Yan's little nose, smiled and said, "You little troublemaker, don't draw circles all over Daddy's account book in the future."
In the boudoir on the other side, Nianli was lying in Su Jinli's warm arms, chewing on the chili-shaped rattle in her mouth. Her pink little face was slightly puffed up because of the hard chewing, and she looked extremely cute. Su Jinli looked at Nianli in her arms, and thought of Siyan in the study. Her thoughts unconsciously drifted back to her previous life. Her life in her previous life was cold and lonely, and loneliness and bitterness followed her like a shadow. Those days were like an endless night, which made her breathless. But now, looking at the pair of lovely children in front of her, feeling the lively and warm atmosphere in the prime minister's mansion, her eyes couldn't help but warm up slightly, and her heart was filled with mixed feelings.
"What's wrong?" Jiang Yan seemed to notice Su Jinli's change in mood. He put down the account book and gently placed Si Yan in the cradle beside him. Then he quickly walked over to Su Jinli, leaning forward with concern, his eyes full of worry. Su Jinli shook her head slightly and reached out to hold Jiang Yan's hand tightly, as if afraid that this happiness would slip away. She whispered, "It's okay, I just feel... it's so good now." Her voice was a little choked, but full of happy satisfaction.
At this moment, the familiar loud voice of the emperor suddenly rang out from outside the window: "Jiang Siyan! I'm here to teach you how to fly a kite!" The voice was full of energy, as if filled with endless vitality, instantly breaking the silence in the room. Then, the empress dowager's gentle voice, with a hint of rebuke, came over: "Don't scare the child! I brought some steamed yogurt with sugar!" Su Jinli and Jiang Yan exchanged a glance and couldn't help laughing. Su Jinli looked at the emperor who had hurried in. He had completely lost the dignity he had in the court, and looked like an old naughty boy who couldn't wait to share his happiness with his children. Then she looked at the empress dowager who was chasing after him, still holding some steamed yogurt with sugar. Her face was full of love and helplessness, which made people laugh.
When Jiang Siyan heard the emperor's voice, he immediately poked his head out of the cradle excitedly, waving his hands and babbling, as if responding to the emperor. Seeing this, the emperor strode over, picked up Jiang Siyan, held him high, and said with a smile: "Come on, I'll take you to fly a kite! Let you see how powerful I am." Jiang Siyan was amused and giggled, and the crisp laughter echoed in the room.
The Queen Mother walked over to Su Jinli, placed the steamed yogurt in her hand on the table, looked at Nianli and said, "Come, honey, try the steamed yogurt I asked someone to make." Hearing that there was something delicious, Nianli immediately let go of the rattle in her mouth and looked at the Queen Mother eagerly, her little mouth opening and closing as if to say, "I want to eat." The Queen Mother smiled and picked up the spoon, scooped a spoonful of yogurt, and gently fed it to Nianli's mouth. Nianli couldn't wait to open her little mouth and eat it, a satisfied smile on her face, and she didn't forget to reach for the spoon.
Su Jinli watched this joyful scene, her heart filled with warmth. She knew that all the grievances of this life had been transformed into sweet honey, nourishing the lives of her and her family. And her children, Jiang Siyan and Jiang Nianli, would thrive in this overflowing love, like delicate flowers in fertile soil. Their days would be like the sweetest storybook, filled with beautiful stories and endless joy.
In the following days, the prime minister's residence was still bustling with activity. Jiang Siyan developed a strong interest in flying kites, and the emperor would take him to the suburbs to fly kites every now and then. Every time he went out, Jiang Siyan was very excited, with curiosity and anticipation shining in his eyes. In the vast suburbs, Jiang Siyan worked hard to learn the skills of flying kites under the guidance of the emperor. His small figure ran on the grass, holding the kite string tightly in his hand, and his serious look seemed as if he was performing a major ceremony. With his efforts, the kite flew higher and higher, and Jiang Siyan danced with joy, and his crisp laughter floated in the wind. The emperor looked at Jiang Siyan with a gratified smile on his face, as if he saw himself as a child full of curiosity and exploration of the world.
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