The first time he took his son into the palace to show his grandfather, Fu Rong was very nervous and got up early and went to the wet nurse's side.

Brother Wang hasn't woken up yet, his long eyelashes make his face whiter, his pink lips are gently pursed, and his two fat hands are lifted outside, as if he is preparing to fight with someone, strange and interesting.

Fu Rong smiled silently and looked at the little guy gently.

Brother Wang, who has been more than two months old, has grown a lot, his face, eyebrows, eyes and nose are like Xu Jin, and his chin and lips are like hers. He is so beautiful. When he doesn't smile, his phoenix eyes stare at you, a little cold, and when he smiles, his eyes narrow into a line, his little mouth is wide open, making people unable to help but hold him in his arms and are so cute that it makes people care.

But why is my son so angry?

Fu Rong was really worried. She asked Madam Wen, and Xu Jin became cold after she became sensible. She was loved by everyone when she was a child. If Brother Wang grew up and learned from her father's temper, she wouldn't care. Now she is a little baby and doesn't know anything. What kind of airs do he put on? Could it be that he is too obsessed with his child?

Just as he was worried, Brother Wang suddenly tilted his head outside the bed, pursed his little mouth, and then opened his eyes.

Fu Rong looked at his son.

Brother Wang stared at his mother blankly, suddenly grinned, making a "ahhh" sound, as if he was talking to his mother.

Fu Rong was no longer worried and held his son's hand and coaxed him: "Are you very happy when Brother Wang woke up and saw his mother?"

Brother Wang couldn't understand, so he knew to smile at his mother.

Fu Rong personally shrewd his son, and after feeding him, he took his son to the room.

Xu Jin had already gotten up, took his son to his arms, and took him to see the parrot.

Brother Wang can see things four or five feet away now. The happiest thing every day after seeing Tuantuan is to tease parrots with his mother. Fu Rong likes to teach Tuantuan to talk. Brother Wang listens to his mother repeating the same voices, and he will also scream at Tuantuan.

The little maids outside were posing for food, and when they heard the boys inside screaming, they couldn't help laughing.

After a while after dinner, the whole family will enter the palace.

Brother Wang turned around and was held in the carriage by his mother. His little head turned left and right and looked around. His little hands were unconsciously moving on his face. His nails had just been cut, so there was no need to worry about him scratching himself. Whatever he saw, Fu Rong told him what it was, regardless of whether his son could understand it.

Xu Jin rarely has time to see the mother and mother get along. When he saw him, he felt soft and asked Fu Rong softly: "With Brother Wang, is life much more interesting?"

Fu Rong replied with a smile: "Yes, when he wakes up, I will talk to him. When he sleeps, I will guard the side. There is always something to do."

Xu Jin held her hand: "Next year, our family will live in the village for a while, and I will play with you." At that time, my son should be able to walk, so he led him to fly a kite.

"This is what the prince said, don't forget." Fu Rong tilted his head to look at him, his eyes moving.

Xu Jin came over to kiss her, kissed her face, and kissed the corner of her mouth, and slowly changed the taste.

Brother Wang was lying in his mother's arms, his shoulders were steadily held by his father's big hand, and he looked curiously at the two relatives he was most familiar with. As he looked, Brother Wang's eyes fell on the python pattern embroidered on his collar. After looking for a while, he looked down along Xu Jin's chest, looking for patterns elsewhere, and then saw the jade pendant on his father's waist.

He screamed "ah".

Xu Jin quickly let go of his wife, but he stepped back but did not let go. He was sure that Fu Rong could hold his son firmly before he took his hand back, and lowered his head to tease him: "Your mother kisses you every day, and you don't want to kiss me?"

Fu Rong shouted at him: "Don't talk nonsense."

Xu Jin said indifferently: "He doesn't understand anyway." Seeing the little guy staring at his waist and trying hard, Xu Jin looked down and raised the dragon-patterned jade pendant. Without asking him, Brother Wang kicked his legs happily. Xu Jin laughed and took off the jade pendant and put it in his son's arms. "It's my son who knows the goods. Someone refused to accept it again and again."

Fu Rong pretended not to hear it.

Xu Jin went to kiss her again.

The family of three was busy with their own affairs, and before they knew it, the carriage arrived at the palace gate.

Xu Jin hugged Brother Wang, carefully preventing the sun from illuminating his son's eyes, and led Fu Rong directly to Zhaoning Palace.

Emperor Jiahe had come to Zhaoning Palace to wait. Among his grandchildren, Brother Yu was sick, Brother Zhang was smart but was born in a villain, and Sister Zhen was a girl. Although he liked him, he wanted to hold his grandson even more, so he had great hope for Brother Yu, the legitimate grandson, and hoped that he would be smart, lively and healthy.

"No gifts are not allowed, no gifts, less polite." Seeing that Xu Jin and his wife were about to bow, Emperor Jiahe waved his hand first to give up the gift and ordered Xu Jin to go to his side.

Fu Rong stood next to Concubine Shu with a smile and saw that the three of them were intimate.

"Brother Wang, can you hug the emperor's grandfather?" In private, Emperor Jiahe is a very easy-going person. When he gets along with some more favored concubines, he promises them to call themselves "me", but some people, such as the queen, are too strict with rules and dare not overstep them. The easy-going concubine, like Shufei Rou, calls themselves me.

Now that his daughter-in-law is by his side, Emperor Jiahe has not shown the emperor's name, and his attention is all on the fat emperor's grandson.

Brother Wang looked at the man in front of him, shrank his head into his father's arms, and his head was facing Xu Jin's chest, leaving only the back of his head to the emperor's grandfather.

Fu Rong's heart tightened and quietly observed Emperor Jiahe's expression.

Concubine Shu was familiar with Emperor Jiahe's temper. Not only was she not afraid, she also sat next to Emperor Jiahe with a smile, looking at her grandson and joked: "Everyone said that Brother Wang has a bad temper and doesn't like to be hugged. The emperor just doesn't believe in evil. Now he has hit the south wall?"

Emperor Jiahe really didn't believe in evil and continued to shout softly.

Xu Jin watched the fun with expressionless face.

Fu Rong was secretly anxious and stood behind Concubine Shu and coaxed her son softly: "Brother Wang, look at this side, didn't you tell you? Today we went to the palace to pay homage to the emperor's grandfather. Brother Wang, look at the emperor's grandfather."

Brother Wang slowly turned his head when he heard his mother's voice.

Fu Rong quietly pointed at Emperor Jiahe from behind his father-in-law and mother-in-law.

Brother Wang'er's eyes fell on Emperor Jiahe with his mother's hand. He stared at Emperor Jiahe's face for a while, and then fell on his collar.

Seeing his fairy-child-like grandson staring at his shoulder, Emperor Jiahe smiled, pointed to his clothes and said, "Do you know what this is?"

Brother Wang listened carefully, suddenly turned his head and looked at the embroidered patterns on Xu Jin's robe.

The little guy actually knew the comparison. Emperor Jiahe laughed and attracted his grandson to look back again. He went to pick up his grandson with one hand and pointed to the collar of the clothes with the other hand and said, "Brother Wang is hugging the emperor's grandfather, and the emperor's grandfather teaches you to recognize the dragon."

Brother Wang stared at his clothes and blinked.

Emperor Jiahe tried to hug him, but Brother Wang hid for a while, but was not particularly disgusted. Emperor Jiahe was overjoyed and put his hands under the cradle to try hard to him. After snatching for a while, he found that Xu Jin was unwilling to let go, so he couldn't help but urge him: "Jing Xing, let go, I didn't see that Brother Wang was willing to hug me..."

When he was talking, he had already carried his grandson into his arms, and while swaying skillfully, he showed off to Concubine Shu: "Look, I'm just hugging me? Does Brother Wang like the emperor's grandfather?"

Brother Wang remembered his name, called "Ahhh" twice, and his eyes wandered around Emperor Jiahe.

Concubine Shu was jealous and tried to hug her.

Brother Wang immediately shrank into Emperor Jiahe's arms.

Emperor Jiahe laughed, picked up his grandson and walked around the house, teaching him to know all kinds of things. Among them, he specially prepared a pair of jade jade qilins on the table for Brother Wang. He was probably too happy. Emperor Jiahe sat down as if no one was around, pushed the two jade qilins to fight, and teased them to his grandson.

Brother Wang kept giggling.

Fu Rong finally breathed a sigh of relief, and there was a cold sweat behind her back. Concubine Shu smiled and patted her hand, asking Xu Jin to accompany Emperor Jia and coax the child in the room. She led Fu Rong outside. As soon as she said a few words to her, she saw the sixth prince Xu Qing rushing over excitedly.

"Mom, fourth sister-in-law, where is Brother Wang?" Xu Qing was also quite novel when he became the sixth uncle. He was holding a hollow golden ring in his hand, and a string of golden bells hung on the golden ring. When Xu Qing came in, the bell rang.

Concubine Shu asked him curiously: "Where did you find this thing?"

Xu Qing said with sincerity: "I specially ordered craftsmen to work." Hearing the voice of Emperor Jiahe inside, the young man walked in eagerly.

Concubine Shu shook her head at Fu Rong and said, "It's already seventeen. She's about to get married, and she's still like a child."

When Fu Rong heard this, he asked knowingly: "Did you choose a good person for your sixth brother?"

She was cunning and naughty, and Concubine Shu nodded her forehead: "Stop pretending to be stupid with me. You are so smart, but you can't guess? Wait, Wanwan and the hairpin in June, and the talent show in September. Then you can give your sixth brother a marriage."

Fu Rong understood that this time the draft was not to choose princes for several princes, but to select outstanding people from all over the country to go to Beijing to give a speech to fill the harem for Emperor Jiahe.

Looking at Shufei's calm and calm face when she mentioned the talent show, Fu Rong seemed to hear an alarm bell.

The capital of Jiahe is almost fifty, and he is still enjoying the beauty who is within his reach. Xu Jin is now the prince. It just so happens that she is at the age of the most beautiful woman. He is willing to spoil her. When her appearance gradually fades away in the future, Xu Jin will ascend to a high position again. Will he still be determined to guard her?

Xu Jin was so kind to her this year, and Fu Rong almost believed that he would never change his mind.

He is not an ordinary man.

On the way out of the palace, Fu Rong touched the sleeping face of Xu Jin's son in his arms and asked softly: "September draft, has the prince heard the news?"

Xu Jin casually said, "The decree will be issued in about June to select the daughter of a fourth-rank official below the age of 14 or 17 in various places to go to Beijing. Why? Why did Dandan ask this?" When he thought of something, he looked down at Fu Rong, with a smile in his eyes, "Are you thinking about it again?"

Fu Rong curled his lips and leaned against his arm and said, "I didn't think about anything, I just felt sorry for my mother."

Xu Jin's smile was calm.

In this talent show, there was indeed a stunning beauty who snatched away all the favors of his father as soon as he entered the palace.

He rubbed Fu Rong's head with his chin and comforted him quietly: "Don't worry, I never care about those."
Chapter completed!