Agutai was moved when he heard Ling Yifeng's thoughts, and talked about his father's story: "Hey, your son has come to report? That's great, the child was very cute when he was young! Take my son as an example, he will shout from time to time
Daddy, if you want to hear it again, you don’t know how long you have to wait.”
Ling Yifeng found a seat and sat down: "Haha, I haven't noticed this. I don't even know when Xiyu will call me father or when he will learn to walk. Isn't it very incompetent?"
While playing with his son, Agutai explained to Ling Yifeng, as if he knew it very well: "Xiyu is a lovely child who is loved by everyone. Although he has a lot of tricks, that child is not naive, don't you think so?
?Take your time and get to know her from now on, it's not too late."
Mi Liqi came in with goat milk wine and some mutton, and asked with a smile: "What are you talking about?"
Agutai waved his hand and said with a smile: "Nothing, I'm just talking about the morality of raising children."
Mi Liqi put the things away, pinched Agutai's ears and said, "You seem to understand very well. Xiyu is a few years older than our Aqitai, so you don't need to teach her."
After Mi Liqi let go, she picked up A Qitai. When A Qitai saw her mother, she shouted in a sweet voice: "Mother, mother"
Agutai touched his ears and stared at Aqitai. His pain for his son was not in vain. In the most critical moment, he would help him out. Mi Liqi kissed his little face lovingly, and he smiled.
He was even happier. Agutai looked jealous: "You brat, don't ask for a hug next time. You'll only call me mother."
Unexpectedly, Aqitai flattened her mouth again and called out in aggrieved tone: "Dad"
Sure enough, this call "Daddy" was very effective. Agutai hugged him and kissed him quickly and said, "That's good. Daddy's words just now were a bit harsh, but you can't just remember your mother and not your father. Do you understand? Otherwise I will
Let my mother give birth to my sister, and then I won’t have you anymore.”
Mi Liqi blushed and pushed, "What nonsense are you talking about? You are not serious."
Agutai half-jokingly said to Ling Yifeng: "Your Majesty, please keep your eldest princess to be my son's wife."
Ling Yifeng picked up the wine glass, drank it all, and said calmly: "She is now chasing and shouting that she likes Teng Lan. I really don't understand, how can she say that she likes Teng Lan so easily at such a young age?"
Mi Liqi waved her hand and said, "Don't pay too much attention. She is just a child. As time goes by, she will not remember."
Everyone said this, and Ling Yifeng gradually felt that she was really just a child, so there was no need to care too much, and she would be fine when she grew up.
Xiyu had been waiting in the stable for Teng Lan and Jiang Mingwei to come back on horseback. Jiang Mingwei excused himself and left first. Xiyu raised her head and looked at Teng Lan, who was also looking at her steadily on the horse.
"Can't you get off your horse? Don't you know it's very tiring to look up at people?"
Tenglan dismounted, stood in front of Xiyu and said, "Girl, go back with your father and be your eldest princess."
Xiyu, who had just spent a few days with Tenglan, couldn't bear to part with her at all. She slept for several years and wasted her time in a daze. After finally meeting, she was reluctant to let go, not at all. She pouted, not happy.
Said: "I want to be with you, and I feel very happy when I am with you."