Chapter 117 Thirty Letters
“Ah…ah!”
Seeing that the two big guys standing in front were only talking to themselves and ignoring him, Xiaoxiao expressed his dissatisfaction.
Yan Shixu finally remembered that another purpose of his coming here today was to see his son.
He leaned over and took the little guy out of the cradle, a little surprised.
"I've gained a lot of weight."
Holding it in my arms, it feels heavy.
The child's face has become rounder and fully grown, with a small nose and big eyes, he is so cute.
Yan Shixu lowered his eyes and asked the child softly, "Xiaoxiao, do you miss your father?"
“Pah…”
Xiao Xiao's Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms slapped Yan Shixu in the face.
Yan Shixu: "..."
“Chuckle…”
After Xiaoxiao took the photo of the people, he laughed very happily.
Wen Li'er also wanted to laugh, but she suppressed her smile and walked up to teach her son a lesson seriously.
"You bad boy, how can you slap people at will? Next time if you wave your hand carelessly, mother will bite your little hand."
As she spoke, she grabbed Xiaoxiao's chubby little hand and opened her mouth as if to bite it.
“Pah…”
Xiaoxiao used his other hand to perform the Iron Sand Palm and slapped Wen Lier in the face.
Wen Lier: "..."
Xiaoxiao seemed to have seen something funny and couldn't stop laughing.
Yan Shixu laughed out loud.
He lowered his eyes to look at his son who was attacking him indiscriminately in his arms, and scolded him with a stern face: "If you dare to hit your mother again, I will chop off your hands!"
After making the threat, Yan Shixu cast a look at Wen Lier.
——Only threats like this will be effective. Your threats are no threat at all——
Wen Lier: "..."
The palace maids: "..."
"Wow..."
The next moment, the baby's crying resounded through the sky.
Yan Shixu looked at his son who was crying and snotting, and fell into deep thought.
Wen Li'er patted him and took the crying Xiaoxiao away from his arms.
"Your Highness, how can you threaten a child like that? You've scared him. It's normal for children to want to slap something they see. I don't know how many times I've been slapped."
As she spoke, she coaxed the child softly.
Yan Shixu touched his nose, reflected on himself, and realized that it was not right for him to threaten like this.
He took Xiaoxiao's little hand and shook it.
"Father was wrong. He shouldn't have threatened you. Xiaoxiao, please stop crying, okay?"
"Wow..."
Xiaoxiao buried his head in Wen Lier's arms and continued crying.
Wen Li'er found it a little funny.
Xiaoxiao doesn't like to cry on normal days, but he cries every time he sees his father.
She coaxed him softly, "Xiaoxiao, don't cry anymore. You won't be pretty if you cry. Look, you'll become like this if you cry any more."
Wen Li'er freed up one hand and poked her nose into a pig's nose to show him.
"belch……"
Xiaoxiao burped loudly, and when he saw her pig nose, his facial features immediately became excited.
"Giggle...hiccup..."
Yan Shixu looked at his son, who was smiling happily with tears in his eyes, and was confused again.
Is this possible?
He tried poking his nose with his hand.
When Xiaoxiao saw it, he burst into laughter again.
"Cluck, cluck, cluck!"
Yan Shixu: "..."
Seeing that her son was happy, Wen Li'er handed him to Yan Shixu to hold.
Yan Shixu reached out and took the child.
Xiaoxiao didn't resist him. She stared at him with her eyes and continued to giggle in his arms.
Wen Li'er's eyes were filled with tenderness. She explained to Yan Shixu, "Children's emotions are like this. They come and go quickly. You'll understand after Your Highness has spent more time with the child."
Looking at the soft maternal glow all over her body, Yan Shixu pursed his lips.
He is really not a qualified father.
The child has been born for more than two months, but he has only come to see him a few times.
Every time I come over, I can't stay with him for long.
Seeing the prince holding the child with a guilty look on his face, Wen Li'er hurried to comfort him.
"Your Highness, don't blame yourself. I'm an idle person and have plenty of time to spend with my children. But Your Highness is different. You are the crown prince of a country. The responsibility on your shoulders is the entire Dayan Dynasty and the people of the country. As long as you come to see Xiaoxiao when you are free, he will be very happy."
After hearing this, Yan Shixu was stunned for a long time.
Born in the imperial palace, he was accustomed to seeing concubines using various means to win favor.
Some even harm their own children and use them to win favor.
But she was fine, she didn't fight or compete.
What if he's always busy? For three to five years, if the child doesn't miss him, can she miss him too?
Yan Shixu didn't know whether he should praise her or scold her.
Wen Li'er didn't know what he was thinking, so she smiled and said, "Your Highness, the letter I wrote to you records every detail of Xiao Xiao's growth. Even if you don't have time to come, you can still participate in his growth."
Upon hearing this, Yan Shixu asked, "Where is the letter? I want to see it now."
Wen Li'er took him to the bedroom and took out a long, flat sandalwood box from the golden tortoise.
There was a thick stack of letters inside, exactly thirty, no more, no less.
Yan Shixu sat on the bed, holding Xiaoxiao in one hand and opening the letter with the other.
He read each letter very carefully.
Xiaoxiao's eyes have not yet moved away from his father.
Seeing that he no longer pretended to be a pig nose for her, Xiaoxiao reached out and grabbed his hair that fell on his chest and pulled it.
"Eeyah, eyah, eyah... (You keep acting...)"
Yan Shixu lowered his eyes and looked at him, integrating the various interesting things described in the letter with this little kid.
I thought about his expression and movements every time, as well as the babbling sounds he made.
As he thought about it, he laughed.
His smile was like the brightest star in the dark night galaxy, and Wen Li'er was stunned for a moment.
Your Highness looks really good when he smiles.
When Xiaoxiao saw him smiling at him, he also grinned.
“Chuckle…”
After Yan Shixu finished reading the letter, Xiaoxiao was tired of laughing and fell asleep in his arms.
Wen Li'er waved her hand and asked the wet nurse He to take Xiaoxiao to his own bedroom to sleep.
He went forward to hold the child, but Yan Shixu was reluctant to give it to her.
"Let the child sleep here. I can watch him for a while longer."
Wen Li'er knew that he would have to go back and continue working, so she nodded and let He go down first.
She watched with her own eyes as the prince gently placed Xiaoxiao on the bed and carefully covered him with a blanket.
Hmm... Your Highness is so gentle like this.
Wen Li'er was looking at him stupidly, and Yan Shixu turned around and met her eyes.
"Stupid."
He held her in his arms and rubbed her neck with his head.
"From now on, remember to write a letter like this every day and send it to Yuqing Palace."
Wen Li'er was dumbfounded. Do I really have to write every day?
The reason why she wrote every day this month was that she found the growth of children very interesting.
If I keep writing like this in the future, won’t Your Highness get tired of it?
Seeing that she didn't answer, Yan Shixu was a little confused.
"Wouldn't you like that?"
"No, I was thinking that if I wrote every day, Your Highness would get tired of it."
Yan Shixu thought about this possibility seriously.
"Then ten letters a month, no less."
Wen Li'er burst out laughing. Why did His Highness look like he was assigning tasks?
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