When she returned to the inner hall, Madam Biyun led two palace maids to take off her heavy and heavy clothes for Empress Dowager Hui'an and put on a light and homely dress. When Empress Dowager Hui'an was looking at the mirror, she was hanging from the floor cover of the gauze tent, and suddenly her young son's tender and sweet joy sounded: "Brother, you are here!"

Then there was another sound, and the youngest son happily climbed down from the couch.

Empress Dowager Hui'an gently stroked her temples, then Bu Zilianshan walked out of the inner hall. At a glance, she saw that the youngest son was hanging on the eldest son's legs, shaking his head and looking cute, like a newly weaned little pug. Ji Ziqing loves his younger brother so much that he sucked his long arms and sat on his arms with three-year-old and eight-month-old Ji Ziheng in his arms, and reached out to point his little nose, and asked with a smile: "Did Yuanbao sleep well at night? Have you ever dreamed of his brother?"

"It seems that I didn't dream of brother~~" Prince Yuanbao grabbed his head and replied with a little distress.

His Majesty, the very young emperor, suddenly showed a very disappointed expression: "That's it..."

The little prince Yuanbao couldn't bear the sadness of his dear brother, so he clenched his fists and promised: "I will definitely dream of my brother when I go to bed tonight! I promise!"

Empress Dowager Hui'an couldn't help but cover her lips and chuckled, "Emperor, you're teasing Yuanbao again..." She waved to the two of them, "Come and sit down."

Ji Ziqing sat down as he said, and the little prince Yuanbao twisted in his arms a few times, then rolled out with his hands and feet, and then lay down beside the beautiful little sister to see her. Ji Ziqing smiled and patted Ji Ziheng's sticking little butt, then turned to Queen Mother Hui'an and said, "I'm going to pay my respects today, don't you be angry."

"It's just that little ancestor's temper, what's so annoying?" Empress Dowager Hui'an didn't care much about exposing the matter of paying tribute. She handed a look at Madam Biyun who was standing beside her and ordered, "Send meals to Your Majesty." Looking back, Empress Dowager Hui'an smiled and said kindly, "Just use breakfast at the mother's place, and talk to Yuanbao for a while."

Ji Ziqing grinned his teeth, feeling a little sour in his heart, and spat gently, "This little thing, but with a little sister, I forgot my elder brother."

Ji Ziheng looked at his sister with his butt sticking out, looking innocent and pure: "I haven't forgotten my brother."

Empress Dowager Hui'an smiled and said, "He is still fresh. Where is the emperor drinking jealousy?"

Ji Ziqing tilted his body and leaned to the side of his sister who was covered with a quilt. He sighed softly: "I'll tell you to see the little emperor sister, why did she call her brother Xiao Yuanbao so much..." He stretched out his fingers and gently touched the young girl's tender face. Ji Ziqing chuckled, "This is a little bun face..." He reached out to pinch Ji Ziheng's small face, his tone was very gentle and patient, "Yuanbao, look how fat you eat with a fan, you..."

Empress Dowager Hui'an looked at her three biological children, either sleeping quietly, lying naughtyly, or tilting her side easily, and suddenly a warm feeling appeared in her heart.

Their lives have just begun, they are still naive, or they have entered maturity.

As for myself, even though I have become the queen mother of a country, after all, I am just a widow with a noble status.

A little sad look fell on the autumn scenery outside the window. Empress Dowager Hui'an recalled the voice, appearance and smile of her deceased husband, and sighed softly.

It is autumn now, and as the day passed, the weather gradually became colder.

As the most noble woman in the palace, Empress Dowager Hui'an naturally burned the warm-up stove and the thin charcoal in the palace where she lived. The whole Cining Palace was as warm as spring.

By the time of the twelfth lunar month, Ji Zishan, whose nickname is "Sanfan", is already seven months old.

The seven-month-old baby girl rolls around very quickly, sits very steadily, and can barely stand alone for a while. The beautiful little sister changes day by day, making Yuanbao's little prince fresh and not tired of it yet. She fans long and short every day, comparing her favorite emperor brother to the second place.

"Fan, open your mouth, ah-"

The snow was falling outside the hall, but the hall was warm as spring. On the warm couch covered with a soft cotton blanket, Ji Ziheng was holding a small bowl in a good manner and was feeding his beautiful and cute little sister. In his illuminated jade-like little hand, he held a pastel spoon with a flower blossoming in his cherry and held it steadily next to a small mouth of a cherry. His tone was gentle and innocent: "Fan, brother is feeding you food, you have to open your mouth--"

Ji Ziheng's posture made the maid nervous when he saw Ji Zishan's eyes, but he only felt that this little brother Yuanbao was really cute.

Aowu opened his mouth, Ji Zishan swallowed a bite of the egg well and felt that the taste was light and had no taste. This made Ji Zishan miss the taste of various delicacies very much. In the past seven months of reincarnation, Ji Zishan's life has actually been quite moist. Well, if you apart from the cartilage disease and the inability to eat delicious food, it will be more moisturized.

Amid the nervous expressions of the nanny and palace maids, Ji Ziheng successfully completed the task of feeding his sister.

"My mother, Mother, I'm feeding my sister!" After the small pink porcelain bowl in my hand was carefully picked up by Mama Su Rong, Ji Ziheng hurriedly showed off his feeding ability to show off his ability to feed. While cheering for praise, he carried a soft handkerchief and gently wiped the corner of his mouth. He lit the paint and smiled with a bright smile on his eyes, "I'm so good at fanning, I'll feed you to the future."

Ji Zishan felt that she should encourage the little warm man, so she grinned and giggled with her mouth with four small teeth.

Empress Dowager Hui'an, who was sitting next to her, bent down slightly and hugged her little daughter who was leaning against the pillow of golden silk flowers, gently moved into her arms, hugging her and shaking slowly: "My mother's ingots and fan are so good..."

On the face of her fat and round daughter, Empress Dowager Hui'an smiled more and more gently: "Little Guy, grow up quickly." Her daughter was still young and she couldn't understand the words she said too deep, so Empress Dowager Hui'an used the most straightforward words to express her love for her daughter.

Ji Ziheng took off his shoes and nestled on the warm couch. When he saw his mother carrying his sister away, he immediately knelt down and crawled to the side of Empress Dowager Hui'an's arm. He blinked and said coquettishly: "My mother, I want to hug my sister too."

Empress Dowager Hui'an smiled and said in a warm voice: "Then the ingot must be sat down obediently. The mother puts the fan on you. You must be careful to hug it. If the leg hurts due to being pressed, tell the mother. Do you know?" The youngest son will be four years old in more than a month. If he wants to hold the young girl around, Empress Dowager Hui'an naturally cannot agree easily. However, letting the young son sit steadily and let him hug his little daughter slightly is not a big deal.

When Ji Ziheng heard his mother's instructions, he nodded as if he was pounding garlic. His little body twisted and he had already leaned against the large welcome pillow placed on the wide couch.

While Empress Dowager Hui'an was the queen mother of a country, she was also the most ordinary mother. When she shared family with her children, the nanny and palace maids who served her full-time can only stand beside her. When she saw her little son sitting firmly with her little face and looking at her with her eyes eagerly, Empress Dowager Hui'an raised her arm and put her white, fat, soft and glutinous little daughter in the arms of her young son with her arms open.

When the cute little warm man took the initiative to apply for a hug, Ji Zishant chuckled with face.

In order to prevent any accidents between the two children, Empress Dowager Hui'an leaned to the side and looked at her. Seeing her younger son happily holding her younger daughter, the younger daughter chuckled and laughed at her younger son. After the younger son was arched and smiled like a flower, she kissed her younger daughter's fat face...

After Ji Ziqing entered the Shoukang Palace, he saw such a happy picture.

"The emperor is here, it's still snowing outside, is it freezing?" Even though he saw Ji Ziqing wearing a heavy warm fur, Empress Dowager Hui'an couldn't help asking his eldest son if he was cold. This was probably a common disease for his mother. He was always afraid of the meat falling from his body, eating, sleeping well, and wearing something wrong. He said that, "Come on your Majesty and take the small hand stove of the Ai family."

Ji Ziqing was freed from the nanny in Cining Palace for himself, and then he walked to the warm bed with a smile: "My mother, I came here in a warm sedan chair, but it was not cold at all."

His eyes turned and he looked at the two little guys who were sticking together, one with a beautiful face and the other with a beautiful jade carving. He patted Zhong Lingyuxiu and clapped his hands at the young girl with beautiful big eyes. Ji Ziqing said very gentlely, "Come on, fan and let the eldest brother hug you."

...The big golden-legged brother is here! Ji Zishan immediately stretched out his arms at him.

Seeing that his sister threw herself into the elder brother's arms, Prince Little Yuanbao pouted a little aggrievedly: "Brother, I haven't hugged my sister enough..."

Ji Ziqing was resourceful in taking care of his younger brother. Without having to think hard, the solution came out of his mouth: "This is not simple. Brother holds you, and you can hold your younger sister again."

After the brother and sister had a good time and had a good time, Ji Ziqing spoke to Empress Dowager Hui'an seriously.

After talking about the anniversary ceremony of the late emperor at the end of the year, Ji Ziqing said again: "Mother, I am about to turn four years old. Do you want him to go to school after the New Year?"

Ji Ziheng was so overwhelmed by his chubby sister that he could not bear it anymore, so he had to regretfully stop hugging her. At this time, Ji Ziheng was being held beside Empress Dowager Hui'an. He suddenly listened to the emperor's suggestion of entering school. Ji Ziheng subconsciously turned his eyes to listen to his mother's opinions.

"It's better to mention this matter later." Empress Dowager Hui'an touched the head of his youngest son, and his tone was moving lightly. "Yuanbao's body is still weak, so he asked him to stay in a place that the Ai family could not see. Ai family is not at ease. When he grows older and his body is tough, the atmosphere in the school is getting better. Then ask him to go to school. In the past two years, the Ai family will teach him to study and write first."

Ji Ziqing understood what his mother meant. Princes usually could start a family and set up a house and send errands when they were sixteen years old. The second prince Ji Ziming was already fourteen years old. In another two years, he would be able to get out of the palace. Wherever he was there, any accident could happen. Among the three siblings, Empress Dowager Hui'an could not do a bowl of water. If she had to ask her to choose her favorite child, it might be a ingot.

"According to the mother's wishes, if I am free, I can teach him." Ji Ziqing was not jealous of his mother's slight preference.
Chapter completed!