Sherry felt that she had discovered something.
Needless to say, I was even more excited.
Peeling the skin off a big boy like peeling an onion is more interesting than teasing Ao Bai.
Wait a minute, so who was he in the Qin Dynasty?!
Could it be Qin Shi Huang?!
Good heavens, what kind of fate does he have?!
Zhao Ji seduced Lao Ai, but she seduced Ao Bai?!
Sherry couldn't help but laugh!
No, there are still differences.
He is Ao Bai's biological son, and she would kill gods and Buddhas if they stood in her way for him.
She's nothing like Zhao Ji!
Sherry sat down angrily in front of her eldest son.
The little guy seemed to be deep in thought, his face cold and distant, hinting at his future power.
Suddenly snapping back to reality, her cold demeanor melted away, and she looked at Sherry with an adorable expression.
Sherry hugged him tightly.
The poor thing isn't pitiful at all; she still smells like milk.
"Aren't you tired? There are still many more days of hard study ahead!" Sherry rubbed his wrist.
Sherry doesn't actually have any expectations for having children.
Just don't mess with people. If you're going to be the next emperor, you don't need to work hard now.
They're still too young.
"Not tired! Thank you, Mom!" the little one said in a sweet, childish voice.
"Why do you like reading history books?" Shirley picked up the Records of the Grand Historian that he had just flipped through.
"...I enjoy reading to clarify my aspirations!" the little guy paused before answering.
Sherry couldn't see the expression on his face.
"You're talking nonsense! You're treating my story like a lullaby!"
The little one's face stiffened, and he leaned softly against Sherry's chest.
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