闪乐

A good night's sleep, and early the next morning, the little prince was so happy when he saw the writing brush that his sister had made specially for him, he held it tightly and refused to let go even after eating.

"Sister Yu, mother said that you go to school in the Royal Academy, and the lessons are taught by the female officials of the imperial court, but is it true?"

Su Ziqin took advantage of breakfast to get close to his sister and whispered.

"Um."

Su Qingluo coaxed the little Mengbao to eat the egg yolk, smiled and nodded.

"Which two ladies are they?"

Su Ziqin's brows and eyes sparkled: "Are you famous in the imperial court?"

"Ms. Xu Yanru and Zhang Wenlin."

Su Qingluo smiled warmly: "I don't know if they are famous or not, but the two female officers are very nice, knowledgeable, tolerant of others, and very kind to my temper."

"Sister Yu, can I go to another hospital with you?"

Su Ziqin's heart moved: "I want to see the two masters, so I don't want to look closely, just take a look from a distance."

"This one!"

Su Qingluo's eyes rolled, and a flash of inspiration flashed: "Sister, why don't you use the name of practicing archery to enter the backyard and practice target shooting in the martial arts field. We have a riding and archery class every day. When practicing archery, the two masters will Come there, then sister will be able to see them."

Su Ziqin was overjoyed: "Really? I can go to the martial arts field to practice riding and shooting?"

"Of course, if you don't believe me, ask Xuan'er."

Su Qingluo's eyebrows and eyes were curved, taking advantage of the time when the little Mengbao opened his mouth to eat the egg yolk, he teased him with a smile: "Xuan'er, big sister wants to go to another courtyard to practice riding and archery, can you?"

"OK."

The little prince swallowed a mouthful of egg yolk rice porridge with bitterness, secretly pushed the tip of his tongue out, and pushed the spoon out, not wanting to drink any more.

"Xuan'er is so kind, big sister likes you so much."

Su Ziqin got what he wanted, immediately changed his position, and firmly stood by the little prince.

"Sister Yu, if Xuan'er doesn't want to eat egg yolks, don't force him to eat them. Isn't it normal for children to be picky eaters? Look at your little face, it's pitiful."

"whee."

The little prince heard someone chime in, his big eyes sparkled, his small body slid down the chair, secretly trying to slip away.

"Sister, don't get used to him,

With quick eyes and quick hands, Su Qingluo grabbed his collar and locked him in front of her: "He is still young, once some bad habits are formed, it will be difficult to change when he grows up."

"It's just an egg yolk, it's not that serious."

Su Ziqin looked at the little Mengbao who couldn't sneak away with a smile, picked up a piece of dried pickled radish with chopsticks and stuffed it into his mouth.

Li Xiu'e's pickled dried radish and pickles are crisp and delicious. It is a perfect match with porridge and pickles, and everyone in the family loves it.

Su Qingluo was concerned about the little prince's weak stomach, so he didn't let him eat more pickles.

Su Ziqin put a piece of dried radish into his mouth, and the little Mengbao's eyes lit up immediately, and he licked his mouth, eating happily.

"Sister You will spoil him if you do this."

Su Qingluo helped his forehead helplessly, put down the spoon, wiped off the rice grains from the corner of the little prince's mouth with a silk handkerchief, and let him run away cheerfully.

"It's just a pickle, it's not as serious as you said."

Su Ziqin put down her chopsticks with a smile, got up from the chair, and ran out after Xiaomengbao.

Soon the little prince's cheerful laughter and Su Ziqin's unsparing praise came from the courtyard, accompanied by the excited roar of the three big dogs.

Alas!

No wonder most of the descendants of dragons and phoenixes are raised crookedly.

There are so many people pampering and pampering without limit, it's strange not to raise crooked ones.

Su Qingluo's ears moved slightly, listening to all the movements in the yard, shaking his head helplessly, putting his small schoolbag on his shoulders, and also crossing the threshold, out of the living room.

Dear, this chapter is over, I wish you a happy reading! ^0^