The Yangxin Palace was now empty, and Xuan Ling turned his stiff neck.
Eunuch Fu stepped forward and asked, "Your Majesty, do you still want Concubine Min to play the pipa today?"
Xuan Ling saw the green lawn in the courtyard and waved, "Go and bring the three children here. I'll play with them for a while."
"Yes, Your Majesty."
After one stick of incense, Guanju Palace was suddenly filled with joy.
Sheng Xiyan hung a red sachet around Jiang Jiang's neck.
Hua Xia took out the portrait box and said, "My lady, can you ask Xiao Zhuozi to take the portrait you painted for the emperor? You paint every day without interruption. The emperor must know about it. He will definitely be touched."
"Today is not the time."
Sheng Xiyan fixed Jiang Jiang's hair and said, "Jiang Jiang, go and say hello to your father and show him the sachet. Remember it?"
"I've made a note..."
Seeing the imperial palace maids and Xiao Zhuozi leading Jiang Jiang out of the palace gate, Sheng Xiyan returned to the palace to practice the lotus dance.
After a while, the three little boys gathered beside the large lawn in the east warm pavilion.
Yu Mo bowed and said, "Long live the emperor..."
"Father..." Le Wen had pigtails that hung over her ears, looking very cute.
"Father...good luck..." Jiang Jiang raised his head to greet him, with a bright smile and obvious dimples on his face.
The two little kids each held one of his legs, extremely excited.
Xuan Ling was touched by the children's innocence and held one in his arms. "Little one, how have you been these past few days?"
"Okay..." The two little kids giggled and touched Xuan Ling's ears for fun.
Xuan Ling turned around and saw Yu Mo standing upright with no expression on his face.
"Yumo, come here."
Xuan Ling put Le Wen and Jiang Jiang down, pulled him to his side, and hugged him, "Yu Mo, take your brothers and sisters out to play."
"Your son obeys."
The three children were running on the lawn playing deerskin Cuju, looking extremely happy, and Xuan Ling's tired heart suddenly felt cheerful.
After a while, Commander Xue came over to report on his work, and suddenly he heard a child crying loudly behind him.
Xuan Ling turned around and saw Jiang Jiang sitting on the lawn crying.
He walked quickly into the lawn and picked up Jiang Jiang. Seeing Jiang Jiang touching his head, Xuan Ling touched it and said, "There's a bump on your head. Was it hit by the ball? Call the imperial physician."
"Yes, Your Majesty."
Le Wen pulled his dragon robe and said, "My brother beat me..."
When Xuan Ling saw Yu Mo, he was staring at Jiang Jiang viciously.
"Yumo, why did you attack the general?"
Yu Mo said confidently, "He is not my brother. He is a servant and is not worthy of playing with me."
Xuan Ling said angrily, "Respect the old, and respect the young, and respect the old of others. You are so young, but you only know how to bully the weak and don't know how to care for the young. You are really naughty. Come, go and call Rong Shuyi!"
"Yes, Your Majesty."
Jiang Jiang cried with his mouth wide open, looking extremely aggrieved. Xuan Ling carried him into the East Warm Pavilion.
"Your Majesty, the ice is here."
Xuan Ling applied a compress to the large bump on his forehead and coaxed him, "Jiang Jiang, we are men, stop crying."
She took out a string of precious turquoise from the cabinet and put it around his neck. Jiangjiang found it interesting and stopped crying.
Xuan Ling saw the red sachet on his neck and asked, "What is this? Let me see."
"Dad, look..." Jiang Jiang just remembered that his mother let his father see this, and he forgot to mention it in his joy.
Xuan Ling opened the sachet and saw beans inside. He poured it into his palm and was stunned. They were red beans?
The exquisite dice are filled with red beans, do you know how deep my love for you is?
A warm current passed through his heart, and his whole body couldn't help but palpitate.
"Jiang Jiang, did your mother ask you to bring him here? What else did she say?"
Xuan Ling poured out all the red beans, trying to find a word in them, but there was nothing.
A heart was hung up and then let go.
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