Because the weather was sunny, Huang Shenhuang chose to sit in the pavilion and process some official documents. Huang Fengmo was originally responsible for these official documents, but now he had to take over them personally.
He was a little tired after sitting for a long time, and Yin Ying felt it was too boring to be around him, so he had already slipped out to buy a drink.
A kite fell from not far away and hit the pavilion by chance. Looking at the small kite, I knew it was the baby from last time without even thinking.
There were no guards guarding the place, and he didn't bother to call his servants to send the little kite back. He chose to ignore it.
Xiao Ling searched for the kite and wandered slowly near the pavilion, not daring to get close.
The little guy keeps walking around, which seriously affects his vision.
Huang Shenhuang put down his brush, stood up, walked over and picked up the little kite.
"If you want to take it back, just come over here." He waved the kite in his hand slightly and said.
Xiaoling poked her head out to take a look, then walked over slowly and timidly.
"Thank you, Uncle Huang, for helping me pick up the kite." She walked up to him, lowered her head and politely thanked him.
As soon as the word "Uncle Huang" came out, Huang Shenhuang frowned slightly inconspicuously. But the way he stared at Xiao Ling softened a bit, and he asked in a calm voice: "Are you afraid of me?
Why don't you raise your head? Did I scare you last time?"
Xiao Ling shook her head, raised her head slightly, but did not dare to look at him, and said awkwardly: "You are Uncle Mo's father. My mother told me that if I see Uncle Huang again, I must
Be respectful, be polite, and if there is no need to talk, just try to take a detour so as not to disturb Uncle Huang."
Xiao Ling was very honest and even said the words she didn't say. She was very capable of tricking Yan Ruocheng.
"Oh, it turns out it was your mother who taught you." Huang Shenhuang knelt down and handed the kite back to him, gently touched his face and said, "Now I will teach you some knowledge again."
Xiaoling blinked her cute big eyes, a little curious about what he wanted to teach.
"Come with me." Huang Shenhuang stood up and spread his big hand, gesturing for him to extend his small hand.
Xiao Ling obediently put her small hand on his big palm, and Huang Shenhuang said: "Be more cautious in the future. Adults have good and bad qualities. Don't let someone coax you with a few nice words and just follow them without any precautions.
Like now."
"Uncle, are you a good person or a bad person?" Xiaoling didn't think he was a bad person, at most he was a little bit to blame. So he asked calmly.
"Humph, you asked a stupid question. If you say something bad, you will be in trouble."
Huang Shenhuang took him back to the pavilion, asked him to sit next to him, brought all the refreshments on the table to him, and said, "Would you like some?"
"Can you really eat it?" The tea looked very delicious. Xiaoling wanted to eat it but was afraid that she would break the rules. She didn't dare to take it.
He looks very much like Huang Chenling when he was a child. Huang Chenling used to be like this too. She didn't dare to behave in a disgraceful manner in front of him and was cautious in every word she did. He didn't regret that he managed Huang Chenling back then.
Too strict, I just feel that I really don't pamper him too little.
Huang Shenhuang couldn't help but pick up a small pastry, brought it to Xiao Ling's mouth, and said, "Here, take a bite and taste it."
As soon as Xiaoling smelled its fragrance, she couldn't help but open her mouth to eat it. It was slightly sweet and fragrant, so delicious.
"It's delicious! Uncle Huang, you should try it too." Xiao Ling reciprocated and gave him a piece.
"Little guy, don't call me Uncle Huang again." Huang Shenhuang also took a sip and said.
"Then what should I call you?" Xiao Ling asked innocently.
"Master. Now that I am imparting some knowledge to you, you should call me master." Huang Shenhuang said.
"Okay, master." Xiaoling nodded and changed her tune happily.
"Then you haven't told me yet, what's your name?" Huang Shenhuang had only heard that Yan Ruozhen once said that his son was called Xiaoling, but he didn't know the specific name.
"Xiao Ling." Xiao Ling said without thinking.
"Xiao Ling, this is just a nickname. I want to ask for your full name." Huang Shenhuang asked a little more specifically, fearing that he wouldn't understand.
"I don't have a full name. My father passed away a long time ago. My mother said that she hasn't thought about my full name yet, so she just called me Xiaoling for the time being." Xiaoling scratched her head and said in embarrassment.
"That's outrageous! I haven't even given you a full name yet! Come on!" Huang Shenhuang almost broke out and told the truth.
"What else?" Xiao Ling asked in confusion, and stopped talking when he was halfway through his sentence.
"How long should I wait before I give you a full name?" Huang Shenhuang said in a different tone.
"It doesn't matter, it's just a name anyway, it doesn't matter at any time." Xiao Ling said generously. After saying that, she showed a trace of unhappiness.
"You say it doesn't matter, but you're not happy. That's duplicity." Huang Shenhuang noticed and said it.
"It would be great if my father was still alive. I heard Xiaodie say that her father came up with her name. I'm a little envious of her." Xiaoling said slowly.
Huang Shenhuang sighed and couldn't help but touch his little head and said: "You don't have to envy her, your mother will be next month...!"
Suddenly, an embroidered shoe hit him square in the face.
Silver Shadow threw an embroidered shoe at him in time, hitting him in the face and stopping him from continuing.
"Sorry, my feet slipped." Silver Shadow jumped over.
"Your shoes!" Huang Shenhuang was a little angry when she mentioned her embroidered shoes.
Yinying took the shoes back and reminded him in his ear: "Ruoqi, she hasn't let her son know yet, so don't say anything."
After Yin Ying finished speaking to Huang Shenhuang, he coaxed Xiao Ling and said, "Hey, Xiao Ling, please continue eating pastries. If it's not enough, ask the servants to get them."
"No, you can chat slowly, I'm going to fly a kite." In Xiaoling's eyes, it seemed that they had something important to discuss, so she left in a sensible manner.
After Xiaoling ran away, Huang Shenhuang asked: "Why hasn't she told her son yet? Are she going to marry Feng Mo without telling him?"
"I should tell him that Ruo Li is not what you said. It's enough that you are biased against Ruo Li. Xiao Ling is just a child. Be careful with your words and don't leave a bad impression on him."
Silver Shadow lectured seriously.
"I'm teaching my grandson some new knowledge, but you say that I'm instigating him to do bad things. You seem to be very prejudiced against me now. You don't want these shoes either!" Huang Shenhuang said angrily and casually.
Her shoe flew away, and as soon as he threw it, the shoe flew out, dinged in the air and disappeared.
Silver Shadow saw her shoes being thrown away by him, and suddenly there was a dark line on her face, and she really wanted to strangle him.
Xiaoling ran back to find Yan Ruocheng.
Yan Ruocheng is helping Huang Fengmo do moxa acupuncture.
"Mother, Uncle Mo's waist has almost turned into a cactus." Xiao Ling couldn't help but say when she came in and saw that Huang Fengmo's entire waist was covered with silver needles.
"Aren't you playing in the outer courtyard? Why did you come back here? Are you tired from playing and want to take a nap?" Yan Ruocheng stopped and turned around and asked.
"I'm not tired from playing, I just didn't think it was fun, so I came back." Xiaoling walked to the desk by herself, picked up the picture book, and looked at it slowly. She looked a little unhappy.
"Your Highness, please take a rest first. Don't move around and wait for the mugwort on your back to burn for a while." Yan Ruocheng said.
"Okay, okay." Huang Fengmo lay on his stomach, feeling a little sleepy.
Yan Ruozhen came to Xiaoling and asked in a low voice: "Xiaoling, do you want some cakes?"
"Another pastry? I've already eaten and I'm not hungry now. Mother, go ahead and do your work. Don't worry about me. I can just read by myself." Xiao Ling said.
"Eat?"
"Uncle Huang gave it to me. It's delicious."
"Then do you have the courtesy to say thank you?"
"have....."
Seeing that he seemed to be hiding something, Yan Ruozheng asked, "Xiao Ling, is there anything else you forgot to tell your mother?"
Xiaoling shook her head, not wanting to say anything.
Huang Fengmo also listened carefully to their conversation in bed and felt that Yan Ruocheng's caring method was not right. He was too controlling and asked too many questions.
"Ruocheng, come here, I have something to tell you." Huang Fengmo said.
"Your Highness?" Yan Ruocheng walked back to the bed.
"Lean your head over and I'll tell you quietly." Huang Fengmo waved his hand and said.
Yan Ruocheng leaned over and said, "That's all right. Your Highness, please tell me."
"You asked too many questions just now. Being too nervous will make Xiaoling think that you are very strict."
"I just want to ask the Supreme Emperor if he has told him about Chen Ling. I'm worried that if Xiao Ling finds out, I have been lying to him and I don't know how to deal with the consequences." Yan Ruocheng frowned and whispered.
explain.
"Oh, you are serious, don't talk nonsense to your child in the first place. Then when are you going to tell him about my marriage to you?" Huang Fengmo also felt helpless for her.
"I plan to tell him tomorrow or the day after tomorrow. A tailor will make the clothes in two days. Sooner or later he will know, and he won't be able to hide it for long." Yan Ruocheng silently made up his mind and said.
"I hope he doesn't hate me..." Huang Fengmo said worriedly.
"Fool, how could this happen?" Yan Ruocheng touched his head and said with a smile.
Xiao Ling looked at the picture book, but was thinking about what Huang Shenhuang said to him in the middle of the sentence, "Why don't you ask me to envy you? What will happen to your mother next month?" He originally wanted to ask Yan Ruocheng when he came back, but
Seeing Huang Fengmo present, he didn't speak.
He secretly turned his head to take a look at Yan Ruocheng and the others.
Yan Ruozhen has continued to do acupuncture for Huang Fengmo, and there is nothing abnormal.
He read back to the book until Yan Ruocheng burned a little of Huang Fengmo's flesh with mugwort.
"Oops! Your Highness, I, I was so careless. Unfortunately, this area was burned." Yan Ruocheng helped him apply the ointment in a panic.
"It's okay. I don't have any feeling in this position. It doesn't hurt." Huang Fengmo said easily.
"Just because you don't feel anything, doesn't mean it's okay. What if there are scars?" Yan Ruocheng said worriedly after applying the ointment.