Chapter 387 Hanhan is hereditary
"Is the second uncle delicious?"
"Sanjiu soup is also good, right?"
The little prince was sitting on a chair, his feet dangling and not even touching the ground.
At this moment, there are still tears on the round cheeks, and the second uncle's food tastes delicious in his mouth.
As soon as she heard the little princess talking about the second uncle, her tears fell again.
Fu Jiuxiao's eyelids twitched: "Yanyan, don't scare brother. Be careful that brother can't eat anymore..." He glanced at his son, his mouth was full of oil after eating, and he told a lie without conscience.
The little girl blinked her eyes and looked at him innocently, and replied with a sweet voice: "Father, the first life you said you saw is our parents."
"Who is that second uncle?" The little girl said not very clearly, which was quite ridiculous.
Fu Jiuxiao sighed helplessly.
"This matter is not my father's fault. Can Xiao Yanyan forgive my father?"
The little princess said nothing.
Fu Jiuxiao waved his hand and asked the attendants to leave the palace banquet.
The child is only two years old and greasy food will accumulate in his food.
The little prince watched eagerly as the palace banquet was moved away, but Xiao Yanyan jumped off the table and chair and took the veil from the palace attendant.
The veil was steaming, and she was no higher than the chair. She put her feet on her breasts and called her brother to stretch out his hand.
Wipe all ten fingers clean.
Fu Jiuxiao's eyes darkened, and he felt a sting in his heart.
"Brother, let's go to the queen mother's bedroom." After saying that, he glanced at Fu Jiuxiao, then led his brother to the bedroom next door.
The two children were born exactly the same height and staggered like little penguins when they walked.
Fu Jiuxiao followed behind.
Before entering the palace gate, I saw my little daughter turning her head and closing the gate, leaving only a slight crack to hear his voice.
Watching her coax her sleepy brother to bed, and then seeing her struggle to lift a small stool and step on it...
Take out a piece of tattered swaddling clothes.
That was made by Suisui herself.
The little prince hugged the baby and fell into a deep sleep.
Fu Jiuxiao stood outside the door, silently watching the baby with short hands and legs coaxing his brother.
There is still a milky smell all over the body, but at this moment, he is pretending to be an adult.
Eunuch Wang said with some sadness: "Actually, I don't blame everyone for being partial to the brother and sister."
"The little princess was born with precocious wisdom. It seems that... she has memories from the time she was born, even when she was still an infant."
"She never asks her parents, and she never asks about the Queen's affairs."
"And His Royal Highness the Crown Prince..." Eunuch Wang sighed.
"When I didn't understand the meaning of father and mother, I was happy every day with my grandmother, Yan Jia, and everyone accompanying me. But since I was one year old, I saw other children being cared for by their parents, and I cried all night when I came back.
My throat was hoarse from crying, and I was still calling for my parents in my dream."
"After he turned one year old, he also obviously resisted the palace servants. He refused to drink milk and refused to be served by the palace servants. Mrs. Lin went to the palace and cried several times, but she couldn't be coaxed."
"It was the little princess who stumbled up to him, tremblingly handed him her milk bottle, learned to wipe his hands, and learned to pat him to sleep to get through those days."
It makes me sad to talk about it. At that time, the little princess couldn't speak clearly and had to hum a tune to coax her brother.
I was often coaxed and coaxed, and I was so sleepy that I couldn't even lift my head.
"Probably only brothers and sisters from the same mother can give each other a sense of security."
"When His Majesty didn't come back, the two brothers and sisters got through it by clinging to each other. Even though they often bickered, they actually couldn't live without each other." Everyone could not help but feel partial to them.
Fu Jiuxiao's eyes were slightly red, and he stood outside the door and did not dare to disturb her.
"But she is only a two-year-old child."
"After all, I couldn't protect Suisui, and I couldn't even raise the children she left behind." The self-blame in Fu Jiuxiao's eyes almost overwhelmed him.
The prince hurriedly advised: "Your Majesty, you have successfully brought back the hope of the empress. The days to come will be sweet, and your two highnesses will definitely forgive you for your painstaking efforts."
Fu Jiuxiao also understood that it was urgent for Suisui to gather her soul. If it happened again, he would choose to gather her soul again.
Suisui, who keeps reincarnating and offering sacrifices, can't wait.
When Xiao Zhiyan came out, Fu Jiuxiao picked her up.
The little girl hurriedly hugged her father's neck.
The little girl is only two years old. She is short and light. Fu Jiuxiao can almost pick her up with one hand.
"My father is ashamed of you."
The little person lay on his shoulder, with his little face hidden in his neck, silent.
I can only feel shallow breathing.
Suddenly, Fu Jiuxiao felt some moisture on her neck.
Drops of hot tears fell into his neck.
Fu Jiuxiao was stunned.
The little girl lay next to his ear and asked angrily in a cautious voice: "You don't want to die, okay?"
"You don't want to die."
Fu Jiuxiao's eyes trembled.
He had several near-death experiences.
Initially, Suisui left and he could not accept the reality.
Once again, it was the night the Soul Gathering failed.
It turned out that his children had known about it all along.
"I will coax my brother, I will be obedient and not naughty..."
"You, you don't want to die, okay?"
"I am really scared."
"Woooooooooooo..." The little girl was not as heartbroken as her brother, but instead she sobbed quietly.
This made Fu Jiuxiao feel heavy and breathless.
"I'm sorry. I'm sorry, it's my father's fault."
"It's my father who makes Yanyan worried."
"Daddy will never leave again, and will shoulder his responsibilities as a father." Fu Jiuxiao hurriedly coaxed her, but her daughter's tears became even more intense.
A child who is only two years old.
The prince secretly wiped his tears. In fact, he secretly saw the little princess wiping her tears at night.
Hiding in bed and secretly wiping tears.
The prince even suspected that she had seen the queen offering sacrifices.
There were too many changes on the day of birth, and the two little royal highnesses were also carried out of the delivery room. The little princess was born with memories. Whatever she saw with her own eyes, she would never forget.
The prince did not dare to think that this was too cruel for a child.
Seeing her crying in His Majesty's arms now, she was able to cry out all her grievances, which made the prince feel a little more at ease.
Suddenly, several groans came from the hall.
It interrupted the tenderness between father and daughter.
"Brother can't sleep well." The little milk baby shed tears and wanted to get out of his father's arms.
Fu Jiuxiao shook his head: "When dad comes back, how can I let you coax him?"
He always felt that calling him daddy or mother was more warm.
He always calls himself daddy unconsciously.
"Your mother was only this tall back then. Yes, she was not as tall as my waist. I can even coax my wife, but I can't coax my child well?" Fu Jiuxiao entered the door cautiously.
Lying on the bed, the little prince with rosy cheeks and closed eyes was gently kicking the quilt and shouting in a daze: "Mother..."
I was calling my mother again in my dream.
Usually, the little princess just hugs her brother and pats him twice.
Fu Jiuxiao turned to look at her daughter, clenched her fists, and looked like she believed in your father.
The little princess has starry eyes, my dad is awesome, my dad is so awesome!
Then…………
Chapter completed!