Chapter 128 An Lingrong 69
Not long after returning from Suiyuxuan, Huichun, who was by the queen's side, came to her Chengqian Palace with a stack of account books.
"Empress Yi, this is something the Empress sent you specially. It contains the expenses of various parts of the palace over the years. The Empress wants you to review the account books and take note of past practices."
Ling Rong looked at the daunting pile of account books, smiled softly, and waved her hand, having a servant take them.
"Thank you, Your Majesty, for your consideration. This is really great." Ling Rong casually opened a page or two and was dazzled by the sight. If she really wanted to sort out all the accounts of the past three years, it would probably take someone else at least two months, and there was a chance that there would be mistakes.
To be honest, if she were to torture herself with anything, it would probably be easier than this.
Ling Rong casually flipped through the pages of accounts, and the system's host memo was constantly updating the data.
[I've calculated it~] Almost as soon as Ling Rong posted it, the system announced the calculated results and thoughtfully marked them with different colors.
[Thank you for your hard work. Thankfully, we have our invincible Tongzi. Otherwise, I don't know how long I would have been busy.]
Lingrong was groping for the small system in the sea of consciousness.
This method was originally proposed by the system in the previous world after it saw the increasing number of accounts she was managing. While it couldn't provide cheats beyond the main storyline and achievements, the system could use the data recorded by the host without any illegal means. After all, it was just basic addition and subtraction.
[Now I know this ability is quite useful.] Ling Rong asked them to put the accounts away first and then turned to chat with the system.
[I can access the physical data anytime by simply transferring it through my eyes or memory. Although it refreshes after leaving each world, it's really convenient.]
[Hehe, that's right, this N1 has no useless functions!] Tongzi snorted in his consciousness, and became even more motivated.
"Your Majesty, our Sixth Prince has woken up and is clamoring to see you."
Before I could even chat with the system, I saw the wet nurse come in holding the chubby Huaer.
When Lingrong took the child, she saw him lying quietly in her arms, his round eyes looking at her obediently, his pretty face expressionless, but his little hands stretched out to grab her fingers that were teasing him, and once grabbed, he held them in his palms and would not let go.
"In all these years, I have never seen anyone who is easier to take care of than our prince." The nanny who came in with him on the other side smiled and tried to join in the fun.
Lingrong smiled while holding the child. She asked them to spread a cushion on the couch and put a pile of colorful toys on it. Then she put the child on the other side and started beating a red rattle.
"Come here, come here, come to mother." The wet nurse and Rong Lu next to them also took toys to tease the prince. When Pian Lingrong's voice sounded, Hua'er tilted his head and looked at her sideways.
"Come on, come to mother."
As if he was sure it was his mother calling him, he crawled over slowly, not even looking at the tinkling rattle, but just reaching out for a hug.
Lingrong turned to the other side, and this went on for five or six times. Hua'er was not angry, but when Lingrong turned around, she uttered a "...ah!"
"Oh, look how smart our Sixth Prince is, he even calls me mother!"
Lingrong looked at her son with amusement as he turned over by himself, sat up cross-legged, opened his hands and said to her, "Uh!"
"When you get impatient, just coax your mother like this." Lingrong picked up the child. Hua'er was finally satisfied. Her expressionless little face looked much happier, and she even had the urge to condescend and let out an "ah".
"You are asked to bring the toys to him to choose from." Lingrong held the child and sat down beside the bed. The wet nurse and the servants beside her hurriedly brought the toys over for the gentleman to look at.
Hua'er sat in her mother's arms, looking at a dozen or so in a row, and finally stretched out her little hand. Ziyuan, who was standing beside her, handed her the red agate nine-linked ring. Hua'er took her little hand and quietly began to play with it.
"Our brother is so smart. He can play the Nine Rings game at just five months old."
Lingrong saw that they were all sincere and praised the child countless times a day, and she didn't know where to start complaining.
No matter how smart Huaer is, he is only five months old. Of course he won't play with this. He just likes it because the material is comfortable to hold and not too noisy.
She had noticed early on that this child had a strong personality, and a calm and domineering personality. He would never sleep when he wanted to play, and would only sleep in her arms. He couldn't be distracted by anything else when he wanted to do something, and he was extremely difficult to trick.
It's even harder to deal with than the Rongke in the previous world.
She herself doesn't have this gene, she must have inherited it from Fatty Orange.
"The Emperor has arrived—"
As soon as you mention Fat Ju, Fat Ju comes. This guy just can't stand people talking about him.
Lingrong and the child in her arms turned around together, and the equally bright eyes of the one big and one small looked at the emperor who came in. The emperor, who was already in a good mood, became even happier. He strode in, grabbed his son and put him in the wet nurse's hands, while helping Lingrong up.
Lingrong looked at her son in a daze for a moment, then looked at her father and then at her mother, her brows furrowed and her mouth pursed.
"Come, come, mother will hold you. I'm not angry, not angry." Ling Rong hurriedly took her son back and coaxed him. When she turned around, she saw the emperor with a frown and pursed lips.
"A loving mother often spoils her son. How can you let him be so stubborn? If you just give in to him every time he cries, won't he develop a weak character in the future?" Yinzhen was a typical strict father in disciplining his son. Naturally, he couldn't stand Lingrong's doting look at him.
"Your Majesty doesn't see how stubborn Hua'er is. He won't cry." Lingrong was not afraid at all. She turned the child in her arms over, and sure enough, there was not a single tear.
"Except for the first two months when he would cry when hungry, after that he would only cry once or twice to remind people to serve him." Ling Rong explained rather helplessly, "Also, he has his own set of times for eating, sleeping, and playing. He won't do anything else except during those times."
"A wet nurse fed him a little late before, and the child no longer wants to drink her milk." After Lingrong finished speaking, she looked at the time and saw that it was almost time, so she put the child in the stroller. Sure enough, Hua'er did not resist this time. He sat in the stroller obediently for a while, and then handed over the nine-linked ring in his hand.
Yinzhen looked at him curiously and went to take it. The child tilted his head back to look at him, then flopped down and fell asleep.
"Just now it was Mother's time to hold him, now it's our Sixth Master's time for lunch break."
Lingrong finished speaking, shook her head, and looked at the emperor with a scathing look in her eyes: "I have always been a naughty and foolish person since I was a child. Hua'er must not have taken after me."
"Well, it's only natural that a son should resemble his father." The emperor coughed. After listening to the explanation, he didn't think there was anything wrong with it. Instead, he felt that I am just that kind of man, and it's good that my son should look like me.
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