It was cold and cold in the twelfth lunar month. Song Qin sat in the front hall of Qianyuan Palace to review the memorials. When he thought that his ministers from the court heard the morning court heard that it had been heavy snow in many towns in the north for two consecutive days. If the snow continued tomorrow, a cold disaster was very likely, and his brows became tighter and tighter.

He didn't want the people to suffer, and this year was the first year of his ascension to the throne. God brought disasters as soon as he ascended the throne, and I'm afraid the people may have some discussions.

Putting down the red pen, Song Qin pinched his forehead irritably.

"Emperor, the Empress is here." The eunuch in charge said in a deep voice.

The sorrow on Song Qin's face immediately dissipated, and he closed the memorial that had been approved halfway. He smiled and left the dragon throne. Halfway through, Tang Yu also came in from outside, wearing only a begonia red satin makeup pie, and did not hold a warm stove in his hand.

Song Qin's brow that had just stretched down had sunk again, and he strode forward to hold her hand, looked at her rosy cheeks and whispered: "Why aren't you wearing a cloak? What should I do if I'm frozen?"

Tang Yu reminded him helplessly, "It's only a few steps in total."

When he was regent, he handled government affairs in Zhenghe Hall. After ascending the throne, he lived in Qianyuan Palace. He was busy in the front hall during the day and slept in the back hall at night. Anyone who brought her from Fengyi Palace was brought to life almost like an ordinary couple.

"It's cold outside, remember to wear more clothes next time, otherwise I will punish the people around you." Song Qin pinched her delicate nose bridge, then picked up the person horizontally, put it on the warm couch inside the red sandalwood inner fan, and helped Tang Yu take off his shoes with his own hands.

Tang Yu supported the warm couch with both hands, and watching an emperor serving her like this, she felt warm in her heart. She gently placed one hand on her stomach. She was hesitating how to tell him the good news, but unexpectedly noticed that there was a ray of worry between the man's eyebrows.

"The emperor has something to worry about?" Tang Yu asked worriedly.

Song Qin raised her head unexpectedly and laughed at her: "Why do you ask like this?"

Tang Yu raised his hand and touched his forehead and said softly: "It's wrinkled."

Song Qin smiled bitterly, but he didn't expect that he would still reveal traces. But he didn't want her to be upset, so he signaled her to move inside. He also took off his boots and put them on the couch, then skillfully took the person into his arms, holding her hand and talking to her, "Yu'er usually doesn't come in front, why did you think of seeing me come today?"

Tang Yu pursed his lips and smiled, "I want to tell you something, but the emperor doesn't tell me if he has something to do, so I won't say it." He is the emperor, and the burden on his shoulders is too heavy. Tang Yu will not interfere in the affairs of the court, but she wants to know what Song Qin is worried about, and maybe she can help.

"Your Majesty, can't I know?" Tang Yu sat up and asked considerately.

Her eyes were filled with concern, Song Qin sighed, expressed his troubles, and finally added with a relaxed look: "It's actually just a small matter, Yu'er doesn't have to worry."

Tang Yu was really not worried, and leaned into his arms and said, "The rain and snow fall in the sky are not stopped by humans. Even if there are snow disasters and gossip, as long as you work hard to be a good emperor, worry about the country and the people, and what the people can see will never be easily used."

Those in the authorities are confused and those onlookers are clear. Tang Yu understands Song Qin's current mood very well. He used to be the Regent. He fought in the north and north to defend his country. He punished corrupt officials and was strict with himself. The people praised him for his goodness, but the Regent was different from the Emperor after all. After all, he suddenly changed his identities and he had not fully adapted.

But Tang Yu knew that Song Qin would definitely be a good emperor.

She raised her head and said to him like this.

Song Qin looked at her gentle eyes, and listened to her gentle but firm voice, and his heart was inexplicably settled. He kissed her forehead, and Song Qin hugged her tightly and said, "Yuer, you are really my Xie Yuhua. I'll say a few words to make me feel comfortable all over."

Before marriage, he kept forcing her, and she always wanted to escape. He didn't have the chance to appreciate her true goodness. Now Song Qin truly understood how good the girl he liked was.

Full of tenderness, Song Qin lowered his head and wanted to kiss her well.

Tang Yu smiled and blocked his face, looking at him shyly with beautiful eyes, "Why don't you ask what I want to say?"

Song Qin was stunned for a moment, smiled the next moment, and held her hand and asked, "What do you want to say?"

Tang Yu's face slowly turned red, he took his hand to his lower abdomen, lowered his eyes and said, "I, I may be pregnant..." The menstruation was too late for a long time, and he wanted to vomit for several consecutive days. Tang Yu was quite sure, so he came to tell him.

The two had been married for less than half a year. Song Qin only thought about being inseparable from her every day and never thought about her child. Therefore, when she heard that she was pregnant, his first reaction was to be stunned. Tang Yu looked at him without blinking, until the man suddenly showed surprise, she lowered her head shyly.

"Yuer, really?" Song Qin hugged her excitedly, and then let go immediately with force, as if she was pregnant and could not touch her delicately.

Tang Yu felt his cautiousness, which was completely different from the domineering prince who forced her. In fact, she didn't expect that she would come to this day with Song Qin, but life passed day by day, first like a storm and rain, gradually turning into gurgling water, calm and peaceful.

Have children and have children, and have a long time with you.

After all, Tang Yu was just guessing that Song Qin sent someone to invite the imperial physician to take the pulse and did indeed have it.

To be the emperor, Song Qin was excited and immediately threw the snow from the north out of the sky. He picked up Tang Yu and walked to the back hall, intending to accompany her all day, but after walking two steps, the eunuch in charge lowered his head and reminded him that the Minister of Revenue was here. Only then did Song Qin remember that he had something to talk to his minister.

"You are busy first." Tang Yu said softly, not wanting to be a demon concubine who delays the emperor's affairs.

Song Qin pinched her earlobe and insisted on carrying her back to the bedroom. He savored two more times before going to see his minister.

When he left, Yuanbao shook his tail and ran to the hostess to act coquettishly and grinned. No wonder Song Qin always called it servile. But Tang Yu knew that Song Qin actually liked Yuanbao very much. A while ago, Yuanbao had a stomachache, and Song Qin was even more anxious than her. While scolding Yuanbao for eating stupidly, he urged the imperial physician to cure Yuanbao quickly.

Song Qin really likes Yuanbao, but when he came back from talking about politics, he saw Yuanbao's front paws on Tang Yu's knees when he entered the room. The strong dog body seemed to be able to knock her down at any time. Song Qin's face changed drastically, "Yuanbao!"

Yuanbao likes Tang Yu the most, but it is afraid of Song Qin the most. Hearing the anger in the male owner's words, Yuanbao immediately ran over and stopped at Song Qin's feet obediently, and was well-trained.

Song Qin pointed to the door: "Go out."

Yuanbao turned his head to look at the hostess, obviously not wanting to leave.

Tang Yu thought Song Qin had something to do and said so he did not dissuade him. When Yuanbao turned around in three steps, she asked Song Qin in wonder: "What happened?" Seeing him with a serious look, it was so scary.

Song Qin sat next to her and said earnestly: "Yuer, you are pregnant now, but Yuanbao is ignorant. I am afraid that it will not matter. During your pregnancy, I will keep Yuanbao somewhere else."

Tang Yu was anxious. Yuanbao is inseparable from her every day. Yuanbao would lie on the side of the bed when he sleeps overnight. Song Qin suddenly wanted to send Yuanbao to another place. What is the difference between cutting her flesh?

"Yuanbao is smart, I will teach it not to pounce on him." Tang Yu said at him, pouting his mouth, begging in his eyes.

Song Qin insisted on refusing to agree. Tang Yu said nothing good. The temper of being spoiled by a man suddenly came up and turned his head and snorted: "Yinbao is my dog, why should the emperor send it away?"

Song Qin was happy, raised his hand and gently pinched her chin, and then slowly turned her over: "The whole world is mys, and I can't even take care of a dog?" After the wedding, Song Qin was just talking to her privately, and only when she was joking and teasing, she called herself mys.

Tang Yu didn't like being teased so frivolously, so he got into his arms and acted coquettishly: "The world is yours, but you said that you are mine, so the emperor can't care about my dog."

Song Qin laughed silently, liked the possession of him in her words, and lowered her head and kissed her head. He deliberately said in a deep voice: "In Yu'er's heart, am I not as good as a dog?"

"Stop talking nonsense." Tang Yu punched him gently.

Song Qin held her little hand, thought for a moment, and compromised, "Okay, let you continue to raise ingots, but you are not allowed to get ingots close to you."

Tang Yu looked at his lower abdomen and finally nodded obediently.

Song Qin was still worried and chose A Fu, a palace maid who was good at kung fu. The only job was to stop Yuanbao when Yuanbao rushed over. So in the next few days, whenever Yuanbao ran towards the hostess happily, he would be stopped by A Fu. At this time, Yuanbao would hum at Tang Yu in grievance, but Yuanbao was a very smart dog after all. He found that he could still get the mistress's head touching, so he would never run away. Instead, he loyally helped A Fu to guard Tang Yu together. Once a stranger approached, Yuanbao would immediately block in front of Tang Yu.

After ten months of pregnancy, Tang Yu successfully gave birth to her and Song Qin's first child, a little prince, whose nickname is Lang Ge'er.

Brother Lang looks particularly like his father, with a white and clean face and black phoenix eyes, and then there is a hint of heroic spirit between his little eyebrows.

Brother Lang is pretty and very smart. He will blame him at the age of three.

After handling the political affairs that day, Song Qin came to the back hall to accompany his wife and children in a happy mood. As soon as he walked to the door, he heard the sound of "crying" porcelain falling to the ground. Song Qin's heart jumped and stepped into the room a few times. On the warm couch next to the window, Tang Yu was holding his son and checking his son's little hands. Brother Lang sat on his mother's lap, but his little head looked down at the ground. There were fragments of porcelain on the ground, and a big yellow dog sniffing around with his head down.

When he glanced at his father, Lang Ge'er immediately retracted his head and showed it to his father.

Song Qinsurong walked over, stared at his son and asked, "Who broke this vase?"

Tang Yu had already checked, and his son was not injured. Since Song Qin wanted to "examine the case", she cooperated to hold his son and turn around, making the father and son face each other. But Lang Ge'er was guilty and lowered her little head but refused to look at his father. Then he saw the ingots on the ground.

Lang Ge'er turned his eyes smartly, finally raised her head, pointed at Yuanbao and said crisply: "Yuanbao is made!"

Yuanbao heard the little master shouting it, raised his big round head and grinned at Brother Lang.

The first time I lied, a trace of guilt flashed across Lang Ge'er's face.

Tang Yu looked with a smile, curious about how Song Qin would teach his son.

How could Song Qin be fooled by his son easily? He stared at his son's phoenix eyes, trying to pretend to be innocent, and asked: "How can the vase be placed on the table? How can the ingot be reached?"

Brother Lang looked at the Yuanbao, then looked at the table, blinked, and then stammered: "Yuanbao, Yuanbao rushed up, I'll drive it down, it knocked down the vase." After gestured, he felt that it made sense, and the little guy actually pointed his head.

Song Qin nodded, and then just as Lang Ge'er was relaxing, Song Qin called the eunuch in charge and said coldly: "Yuanbao knocked over my vase and took it out to hit twenty boards."

Everyone in the capital knew that Yuanbao was the favorite of the emperor and the empress. The eunuch in charge stayed by the emperor every day and witnessed Yuanbao's favor with his own eyes. To put it very disrespectful, before the little prince was born, the empress simply raised Yuanbao as his son. Therefore, the eunuch in charge guessed that the emperor was just trying to scare the little prince, so he took the order seriously, bent down and lowered his head, and wanted to rush Yuanbao out.

Yuanbao looked at him, ignored him, and went straight to Tang Yu and his son.

But Lang Ge'er thought that his father really wanted to make ingots, so he was anxious, "Father, yes, I broke the vase, don't punish the ingots!"

Song Qin looked at him with a blank expression, "You really broke it?"

Lang Ge'er was afraid of the majestic father, so he curled his lips, and the teardrops as big as beans fell down pairs, but he still nodded in tears, "I broke it, not the ingot, Father, don't make ingot..." After saying that, he cried out and crawled into his mother's arms, begging, "Mom, please tell my father not to make ingot..."

The son cried so pitifully, and Tang Yu gave Song Qin a resentful look.

Song Qin smiled and signaled the eunuch in charge to go down with his eyes. He moved to his wife and carried his son to his arms. Then he gently patted his son's thin shoulder while walking around the house. "Brother Lang, we men must have backbone. If you do something wrong, you will bear it yourself. You can't wrongly accuse others. Do you remember?"

Brother Lang held his father's neck with his little hands and nodded while crying.

"It's a good boy not to lie. Don't cry. Boys crying will make people laugh." Song Qin's expression calmed down and happened to stop in front of the mirror.

Brother Lang opened his eyes and saw himself in the mirror with tears on his face. The boy quickly wiped his face, as if he was really ugly. After wiping his tears, he saw Yuanbao who was following him and grinning at him. Brother Lang became anxious again and begged his father in a low voice, "Father, you hit me, don't hit Yuanbao."

Song Qin took out a handkerchief to help his son wipe his tears and said with a smile: "It's just a vase. If it breaks, it will be replaced with a new one. As long as Brother Lang stops lying to his father again, the father will not be willing to beat Brother Lang."

When he heard that he would not have to be beaten, Lang Ge'er's black and moist eyes became brighter. He looked at Yuanbao and the boy nodded vigorously.

"Good son, go and wash your face. My father will take you to the Imperial Garden to play later." Song Qin personally put the boy down and put Brother Lang down.

Lang Ge'er was so happy to be able to go out to play with his father. He walked out with his short legs to wash his face. Yuanbao grinned and followed. It ran fast, ran to the door and stopped, turned around and waited for Lang Ge'er. When Lang Ge'er clumsyly stepped out, Yuanbao followed him out.

The boy's figure disappeared, and the big yellow dog disappeared.

"Our Brother Lang is so good, right?" Song Qin walked over and stood on the ground and hugged her.

Tang Yu finally withdrew his gaze from the door and leaned into the man's arms and said, "You taught me well."

"You gave birth to her well." Song Qin lowered his head and kissed her meaningfully, "Go to bed early tonight, Yu'er will give birth to a little princess for me."

He actually said such words in broad daylight, and Tang Yu spat him softly.

Song Qin bit her ear like punishment.

Tang Yu hid shyly while thinking sweetly, how could a little princess be enough? He is so good at teaching children and coaxing children, and likes her so much that she wants to give birth to a few more children, so that the palace will become more and more lively, so that the ministers will always say that there are too few concubines in the harem and worry that their emperor will live too deserted.
Chapter completed!