Chen Zhiyan frowned. "Why?"
Wei Yingling pouted, "Learning to write is so hard."
"Ling'er can't give up learning just because it's hard. Does Ling'er want to never learn to read? Everyone else can read, but Ling'er can't?"
Ling'er lowered her head, looking somewhat unhappy.
"Alright, Daddy will study with you, and your brother will too."
He glanced at Zhen'er as he spoke.
Hazel was indeed very perceptive, saying, "Be a good little brother, your big brother will always stay with you."
As she spoke, she reached out and patted Ling'er's head like a mother would.
"Alright," Wei Yingling had no choice but to say, quietly placing her small hand into her father's.
Chen Zhiyan then contentedly led one of his sons by the hand and headed towards the study.
That evening, Chen Zhiyan mentioned to his wife that Ling'er didn't seem to like studying much anymore.
Wei Wangqing didn't notice, partly because she had been busy with court affairs and couldn't spare the time, and partly because the children were probably afraid of her.
So you're afraid to show it in front of her?
This is not a good sign, Wei Wangqing frowned.
Every step of a child's growth must be carefully nurtured, for fear that the child will go astray.
It was also her first time being a mother, so she had to be careful in everything she did and grow up alongside her children.
"I understand, I'll figure something out, don't worry." Wei Wangqing put his arm around Chen Zhiyan and patted his shoulder.
"Hmm." He always trusted his wife.
The next day, the Wu tribe members also had to part ways.
Wuchen was the first to suggest leaving. His journey was not over yet. Now, perhaps he could go to more places, not just the Great Wei.
"Changming, please convey my message to His Majesty."
“No problem,” Wu Changming replied.
Having spent some time together, I'm a little reluctant to part ways. "Have a safe journey."
"Yes, thank you." Wuchen nodded.
Wu Yi, however, was no longer his usual jovial self, and said to Zhang Tongyang, "How will you deal with these Wu tribesmen?"
“Take him back to the Southern Dynasty and let His Majesty decide his fate.”
Wu Xun seemed to want to say something, but held back and ultimately said nothing.
Wuchen strode away, and Wujun seemed to only then come to her senses, hurriedly chasing after him.
"Wuchen, Wuchen, wait for me! I'll go with you!"
"I have nothing left now, except you, Xiao Wuchen. You can't abandon me."
Wuchen didn't even turn around to look at her, while Wuchen kept talking behind him as the two of them gradually walked away.
Wu Changming found the two of them somewhat amusing. Now that Wu Yi was free from the shackles of the Wu clan and was wholeheartedly pursuing Wu Chen, perhaps the two of them could actually achieve a happy ending!
However, he should return to the capital to report back; His Majesty is waiting.
He hasn't been back to his clinic in a long time, and I wonder how it is doing.
His clinic was his true home; wherever his heart found peace, that was his home.
"Young Master Zhang, then I shall take my leave."
"etc."
"Hmm?" Wu Changming looked at him.
"Is Her Majesty doing well?" He had been holding back from asking about her for so long, but now that they were about to part, he finally couldn't help himself.
Wu Changming sighed. The love and affection in this world are the most troublesome things.
"His Majesty is doing well. He and the Empress are very loving and have two sons."
"Oh, I see." Even though I already knew, do I have to hear it with my own ears to give up?
He's not getting any younger, it's time for him to put his parents' minds at ease.
He should accept the choice his mother made.
It doesn't matter if it's not her, it's the same no matter who it is.
Looking at this person, Wu Changming was filled with mixed emotions. After all, he had been there at the time. It just goes to show that matters of the heart are never up to us.
After Wu Changming set off, Zhang Tongyang left behind his men and led a large force to escort the Wu tribe back to the Southern Dynasty.
And the palace at night.
Wei Wangqing brought over a storybook, "Would Zhen'er and Ling'er like to hear a story?"
"Yes!" Ling'er immediately danced with joy and cheered.
Although Zhen'er didn't speak, her eyes were full of curiosity and anticipation.
The son's mature demeanor makes it easy for people to forget that he is also a child and has the curiosity that only children have.
"Okay, then you two lie down obediently, and Mommy will tell you a story."
The two children immediately lay down obediently, covered themselves with blankets, and stared at Wei Wangqing with their big, blinking eyes.
Wei Wangqing was absolutely charmed; this was his own child!
Wei Wangqing reached out and ruffled the heads of the two children, then began to tell a story: "Once upon a time..."
Soon, the story was finished.
"Alright, that's all for today," Wei Wangqing said to the two children, who looked extremely energetic and not sleepy at all.
“Mother, I want to hear more,” Wei Yingling said, pouting.
"Ling'er still wants to hear more?" Wei Wangqing said with a sly smile.
"Mmm-hmm." Ling'er nodded repeatedly, her little head almost falling off.
"Then why don't you tell the story, Ling'er? Mother has been telling the story for so long and is very tired. How about Ling'er tells the story?"
"This...this." Xiao Ling'er was extremely flustered.
"I... but I don't know how. Ling'er doesn't speak as well as Mother."
Wei Wangqing smiled and said, "Even Mother didn't know it from the beginning. She learned it slowly, which is why she can explain it so well."
"Ling'er must not want her mother to go through so much hardship, right?" Wei Wangqing looked at Wei Yingling with hopeful eyes.
Little Wei Yingling suddenly felt that her figure had grown taller and that she was shouldering a great mission.
"Okay, Ling'er will definitely do a good job. From now on, Ling'er will tell the stories."
Looking at her youngest son's spirited appearance, Wei Wangqing felt like laughing inside, but she still said seriously, "Okay, but we can't let Ling'er get too tired, or it will break your heart."
"How about this, the four of us will each tell a story one day? Daddy one day, Zhen'er one day, Mommy one day, and Ling'er one day."
"Okay, okay!" Ling'er waved her little hand excitedly when she heard that everyone wanted to participate.
Hazel blinked and nodded; he liked the feeling of being with his family.
The whole family should get involved; this makes it more engaging and helps children learn to read and develop their language skills.
Wei Wangqing felt that she was a truly successful mother!
"Alright, let's start tomorrow then. As I mentioned today, tomorrow is Ling'er's turn, so you need to be prepared."
"Yes, yes, Mother, don't worry." Ling'er was full of confidence; he would definitely do well tomorrow.
Goodnight then.
Wei Wangqing bent down and gave each of the two babies a kiss on the forehead.
After covering the child with a blanket, she left.
After returning to her bedchamber, she looked at Chen Zhiyan, who was waiting for her, and gave him an OK sign.
Although Chen Zhiyan couldn't understand it, he knew that his wife had definitely succeeded, judging from her smile.
The wife is the most capable; there's nothing she can't handle.
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