"Daddy, it hurts." The little guy said it hurts, but his eyes were on the table full of dishes.
Yan Yuning couldn't help but smile. This was different from her elder sister. Her elder sister was not as enthusiastic about eating as the little one.
Qi Qingchen blew on the back of his hand helplessly.
"Mother." Seeing Yan Shiyao, the little girl smiled and ran to her side, complaining, "My brother wants to eat secretly again."
"I didn't, mother." Qi Xingqian's face turned red with anxiety.
"He does, mother." The little girl hugged Yan Shiyao's arm and acted coquettishly.
Yan Shiyao sighed silently and changed the subject, "Youyou, this is your aunt, mother's sister."
Then Yan Shiyao introduced Yan Yuning, "This is my daughter, Qi Xingyou."
"Auntie." The little girl walked to Yan Yuning with a smile, enthusiastically pulled her to sit on the stone bench, and handed the wooden chopsticks to Yan Yuning, "Auntie, try the dishes made by my father."
Yan Yuning was slightly stunned, obviously she didn't expect that Qi Qingchen, a prince, could actually cook.
Has it changed so much in five years?
Seeing Yan Yuning's confusion, Qi Qingchen smiled and said, "If I didn't have this cooking skill, your sister wouldn't have married me."
When he was learning to cook, his hands were covered with burns. It took him three years before Yaoyao agreed to marry him.
"Daddy, Mom, Aunt, Sister, are we ready to eat?" Qi Xingqian held the wooden chopsticks, his eyes never leaving the dishes.
Qi Qingchen smiled and patted his head, "That's enough."
Qi Xingqian sat up straight and was about to pick up some food when two groups of guards came into the yard and stood on both sides of the yard.
"Plop." The chopsticks in his hand fell to the ground in shock, and Qi Xingqian bit his lip in annoyance.
"Meet His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."
"Meet His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."
Qi Qingchen and Yan Shiyao brought the two children with them.
Yan Yuning caught a glimpse of the little creature in bright yellow clothes and carved from jade, and couldn't help but curl up the corners of her mouth. Her baby was coming.
"Aunt, get up." The little guy said politely.
The proper etiquette could not be omitted. Yan Shiyao and Qi Qingchen bowed and said, "Yes, Your Highness."
"Mother, please follow me to the Crown Prince's Mansion." The little guy looked at Yan Yuning awkwardly.
Anyway, his father doesn't want him anymore, so he might as well find a biological mother to make his father die of rage.
"Ahem, you..." Yan Yuning was so surprised that she didn't know how to start.
"Didn't you say you were my son's mother?"
Yan Yuning moved her mouth, but before she could say anything, Yan Shiyao took over, "Yes, Xiaoxiao, she is your mother."
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Yan Yuning was pushed by Yan Shiyao and went to the Prince's Mansion again with a confused look on her face.
Qishan Hall.
Yan Yuning held her chin with her hand and observed the little guy poking the rice.
"My father said that we don't need to call him father anymore." Xuan Yuncheng said sullenly.
"Then what should we call him?" Yan Yuning hugged the depressed little guy in her arms.
"have no idea."
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