Jiang Zhili looked up and saw Song Zheng's small figure rushing in like a small cannonball, heading straight towards her...
Following behind Song Zheng was Song Yi, who had a gloomy face. The father and son were walking one in front and one behind, both at a fast pace.
Song Zheng is three years old this year, but he has already started to learn martial arts. He has practiced some basic skills quite well, and he can recite the internal skills by heart. He has even learned the simplest entry-level light skills.
Jiang Zhili opened his arms and embraced baby Song Zheng who was rushing towards him.
Song Yi, who was following behind, had a face as dark as ink. He could only watch the little boy throw himself into the sweet and soft arms of his wife.
"Mother, baby Zheng misses you so much~" Baby Song Zheng's fair and tender face was full of attachment.
My mother smells sweet.
Jiang Zhili held the little girl in her arms, and she couldn't help but lower her head and kiss the little girl's fair and tender face.
"Mother misses you too."
However, little Tuanzi is naturally smart and extremely hardworking. He practices calligraphy and studies every day. Sometimes he is even busier than Song Yi, so he can only come back once in a while.
She didn't have any objections. As long as the little girl was happy, being a workaholic was also a hobby.
Song Yi looked at the little boy curled up in Jiang Zhili's arms, and felt the blue veins on his temples twitching suddenly.
He cleared his throat and said, "Song Zheng, can you finish your studies today?"
Song Zheng snuggled in Jiang Zhili's arms and rubbed against him, his voice soft and sweet: "My child really missed mother today..."
Three-year-old Song Zheng knows his father's pain points perfectly.
Jiang Zhili looked at the little dumpling in his arms, and his heart melted.
She immediately said, "Then take a day off today, and let Queen Mother play with Baby Zheng."
Song Yi walked over and raised his hand to lift Song Zheng out of Jiang Zhili's arms.
Three-year-old baby Song Zheng kicked his little arms and legs, struggling to return to Jiang Zhili's arms, but he had a greedy father, so he had to do it secretly if he wanted to be close to his mother.
Woo woo woo... My mother is dominated by my father every day, it's so hateful!
Song Yi said righteously, "Zhizhi, Song Zheng's studies must not be neglected. He must be diligent every day. As the crown prince, he should set an example for others by his own conduct. Otherwise, how can he convince others in the future?"
Jiang Zhili turned his gaze to Song Zheng who was struggling hard.
"Mother, mother, I'm here to give you a cat..." Baby Song Zheng's voice was filled with tears, and he looked extremely aggrieved.
He was held in the air by Song Yi, his arms were bulging, tears were streaming down his eyes, and he looked extremely pitiful.
Jiang Zhili glared at him, "Song Yi! Put Zheng Baobao down now!"
Song Yi pursed his lips and put Song Zheng down reluctantly.
As soon as Song Zheng landed, he pounced towards Jiang Zhili and took out the kitten from his arms as if offering a treasure.
It is a snow-white lion cat with heterochromia eyes. It looks very cute, but it looks a little thin.
Song Zheng's voice was soft and full of excitement: "I want to give this kitten to my mother."
This kitten is very beautiful, just like its mother.
Jiang Zhili stroked the kitten's snow-white fur, which was soft and fluffy: "Thank you, baby Zheng."
After saying that, she hugged Song Zheng's small body again and kissed his forehead. Song Zheng was so happy that the corners of his mouth almost rose to the sky.
He knew his mother would like it!
Linglong stepped forward and took the kitten.
"I will take the kitten down to give it a bath and trim its claws to prevent it from hurting His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and the Queen."
Song Yi, who was standing aside, felt jealous.
Zhizhi hasn't even kissed him on the forehead today, but this brat got there first!
Jiang Zhili hugged the little girl in her arms and announced, "You will stay with your mother today. She will play with you."
"Okay, okay!" Song Zheng was very happy.
Song Yi came over and said, "Well, I'll put aside my official duties and spend a day with the prince."
The little brat is only three years old and already knows how to compete for favor. He can't fall behind!
The father and son each had their own thoughts and had a great time that day, and they enjoyed serving Jiang Zhili very much.
One of them grilled meat for her, while the other fanned her and poured her water. Everything was harmonious, and she ate very well...
After that day, Song Zheng began to find opportunities to run towards Jiang Zhili. Every time he ran, Song Yi followed behind him.
The father and son were engaged in a battle of wits and courage. As Song Zheng grew up, the competition between the two became even more intense, from a covert battle of wits at the beginning to a direct fight of physical combat.
Song Yi beat Song Zheng without mercy, but Song Zheng became more and more courageous and never gave up. After a period of time, his kung fu skills improved dramatically.
***
Time flies, and it is now Song Zheng’s twelve years old. The current Song Zheng is no longer the Zheng baby.
At this time, Song Zheng had begun to go in and out of the court to help Song Yi handle state affairs.
Jiang Zhili ate and drank in the palace, and when she had nothing to do, she would go to the Empress Dowager to play mahjong. The second princess left the palace five years ago and built a princess's mansion, so she seldom returned to the palace.
She is the only queen in the entire harem, and she has no concubines.
In the first few years, the previous dynasty wanted to let Song Yi participate in the selection, but Song Yi refused. In addition, Jiang Shan was extremely aggressive and would dig up the background of anyone who submitted a memorial.
Anyway, Jiang Shan is just a library keeper now. He is honest and incorruptible. He is not afraid of those who wear shoes when he is barefoot. He knows these people too well after being an official for decades. How can he gain a foothold in the court without any stain?
Jiang Shan was so diligent that the court officials who submitted memorials to Song Yi asking him to be selected as a concubine were in trouble. In addition, the prince was extremely intelligent, so these court officials gradually gave up.
When Song Zheng was sixteen years old, Song Yi passed the throne to Song Zheng.
Song Yi retreated behind the scenes and started living a simple life with Jiang Zhili. The two of them enjoyed traveling around the mountains and rivers leisurely.
Jiang Zhili has been spoiled all her life. After giving birth to Song Zheng, she has one more person to spoil her.
Especially when Song Zheng was young, the father and son would even fight over his favor, which made her feel helpless.
Over the years, the relationship between her and Song Yi did not become dull with the passage of time. Instead, Song Yi became more and more attached to her, wishing to be with her all the time.
Until he closed his eyes, Song Yi still held her wrinkled hand tightly, saying that they would be together forever.
Jiang Zhili was deeply saddened. After Song Yi left, she also lay down beside him, choosing to withdraw from the world...
*****
A white light flashed, and Jiang Zhili returned to the system room.
A bright yellow dragon bed was also brought back with her, but Song Yi was not on it.
In the room, Jiang Zhili shook his head, feeling as if something had been pulled away, and the details of the mission in the previous world were also vague.
She only remembered that she had successfully completed the task, but she couldn't recall the details no matter how hard she tried.
Duoduo, a ball of white light flashing in the room, swayed in the air and floated in front of Jiang Zhili...
[The next world will start with 'Hehehe'~
My dears, keep chasing! 】
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