With Fu Sheng as the principal, Chu Yuening felt at ease and became a hands-off boss.
As for other trivial matters, they will naturally be handled by his subordinates.
She only needs to make the final review and decision and doesn't have to worry about it herself.
Therefore, she has a lot more free time to spend with her cubs.
The happiest person among them was Ying Zhao.
He was busy with his studies during the day, and his father monopolized his mother at night, not giving him any chance to get close to her.
He just turned four this year. No matter how well-behaved and sensible he is, he is still a baby who is dependent on his mother.
In the evening, Qinian Palace.
After finishing his lunch, Ying Zhao took the wet handkerchief handed to him by the palace maid and wiped his mouth appropriately. His every move showed the demeanor of a prince.
He looked at his father who was picking up food for his mother and made the request seriously.
"Father, Zhao Zhao wants to take a day off tomorrow."
"Why?"
Ying Zheng raised his eyebrows slightly, neither agreeing nor refusing, but asking the reason.
Under his father's majestic gaze, Ying Zhao frowned and explained calmly.
"Zhao Zhao has already completed twice as much homework ahead of schedule today."
"Tomorrow I want to go to see the lotus with my mother, my younger brothers and sisters."
Chu Yuening met the little guy's clear big eyes, which were filled with admiration and expectation, and she felt distressed immediately.
She immediately put down her chopsticks, took the man's big hand and shook it, and spoke softly to support him.
"Yes, A Zheng, Zhao Zhao hasn't had a rest for a long time."
"No matter how heavy the workload is, it's important to balance work and rest."
Being stared at by two pairs of watery eyes, how could Ying Zheng remain hard-hearted?
His eyes softened and he sighed helplessly.
"Well, Zhao Zhao, let's take a day off."
After getting his father's promise, Ying Zhao instantly smiled and hugged his mother, cheering happily.
"Great! Zhao Zhao can play with mom, and his younger brothers and sisters for a whole day~"
"Zhao Zhao is so happy?"
Chu Yuening kissed his little face, with a gentle smile between her eyebrows and a doting tone.
Ying Zhao leaned dependently in his mother's arms, raised his little face, and gave her a loud kiss in return.
"As long as I'm with my mother, Zhao Zhao is very happy~"
"Mom is very happy too..."
The mother and son were intimate for a while, and then happily discussed their travel plans.
When Ying Zheng thought about having to deal with memorials tomorrow, his face darkened.
So I'm left alone?
Seeing that his wife's mind and eyes were full of the little brat and she had completely forgotten about her husband, he pursed his lips and suddenly felt a little regretful.
I should have known not to agree to that brat.
Yue Ning was supposed to accompany him in Zhangtai Palace.
Unfortunately, a gentleman’s word is as good as gold.
Thus, amidst laughter and joy, a world was created in which only Ying Zheng was hurt.
The next morning.
"A Zheng, it's getting late, go and take care of government affairs."
Chu Yuening leaned against the man's chest, wrapped her arms around his neck, and coaxed him in a gentle voice.
But Ying Zheng did not stand up, instead he tightened his grip on her soft waist, as if he was greedy for the tenderness that belonged to him alone at this moment.
Seeing that his eyes were drooping and his lips were tightly pursed, and he was obviously unhappy, she had no choice but to rub the side of his face and make a promise.
"I'll accompany you tomorrow, okay?"
"Um."
Ying Zheng's expression relaxed slightly, then he leaned over and kissed her delicate cherry lips, exchanging a passionate and lingering kiss.
He didn't release the shackles until his wife was out of breath. His stern face softened, but there was still a hint of dissatisfaction between his brows.
Chu Yuening felt weak all over, the tip of her tongue was numb, and her fair little face was flushed, adding a touch of beauty.
She glared at the man in embarrassment, but in her charming and attractive manner, her beautiful eyes were like smoke and mist, as if she was reluctant but also willing, which made her even more alluring.
The beauty has a slender waist and a graceful figure, and her face is delicate and graceful. Her eyes are moving, and she is full of charm.
Ying Zheng stared at the rosy red lips, which were like a peony crying dew, and the pink tip of the tongue was looming, the scene was extremely erotic.
The blood in his abdomen surged more and more violently, his eyes were as dark as ink, and his Adam's apple rolled up and down.
After panting for a few breaths, Ying Zheng held the back of the woman's head and kissed her hard again...
After a long time, the ambiguous sound of water gradually stopped.
Chu Yuening fed the tiger with her own body and acted coquettishly in every possible way, and finally appeased a big cat that was demanding.
After the man left satisfied, she spent a lot of time calming down the emotions aroused in her body.
After tidying up her appearance, she led her three babies to the Imperial Garden, planning to have a good time today.
The sun is shining brightly, the sky is clear blue, and the summer breeze blows slowly, carrying a hint of dryness.
In the lotus pond, the emerald green lotus leaves stretch out into disc shapes, the crystal dewdrops sparkle, and the graceful flower buds are pink or white, pure and clean, with a refreshing fragrance.
Such a beautiful scenery was like a painting. Ying Zhao was intoxicated by it and was instantly filled with inspiration.
"Mother, Zhaozhao wants to paint this beautiful scene!"
"Okay, then mother will wait and see~"
Chu Yuening encouraged softly, then instructed the palace servants to set up the easel in the pavilion.
Ying Zhao was mixing paints on the side, his little face serious, every move extremely familiar, as professional as a little painter.
Little Yingluan is lively and active and can never sit still.
She looked at the dragonflies flying in the pond, her bright big eyes rolling around, her baby voice unclear, with the cute accent unique to young children.
"Lucky butterfly! Ah, let's catch the lucky butterfly~"
"That's not a butterfly, it's a dragonfly."
Chu Yuening's heart trembled at her daughter's innocence and cuteness. A smile spread across her brows, and she did not forget to teach her patiently.
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