However, the Jiang family did not become proud because of this. They kept a low profile as always. She is not arrogant just because she has a daughter who is a queen. Jiang's father and Jiang's mother still run their own small pharmacy. Live a plain and warm life. Father Jiang and Mother Jiang are still as kind as ever. In the words of his grandfather, their family was from an ordinary background and could not help her at all. So the only thing I can do is not to cause trouble for my daughter. This evening… It was already after midnight. After Jiang Xianyun woke up, he saw no one around him. On the contrary, her son was sleeping soundly. In the blink of an eye, it has been more than seven months since her son was born, and now Jun Linzhao's little boy is already a chubby little boy crawling all over the floor. Not only is it growing fast, but it can already climb chairs and move around the room. Seeing that it was so late, Jun Chengxiao didn't come back to rest. Jiang Xianyun, who was worried about him, got up and went to the Qingxiao Palace. When Jiang Xianyun came to Qingxiao Hall, she saw her man with a pile of books piled high on the desk and still reviewing memorials with a pen. His expression was quite serious. Maybe he heard the voice, so he raised his head and looked up, and there was a smile on his face when he saw it was her. He put down the notebook in his hand and held out his hand to her. "It's so late, why are you still here?" "I'm already awake. It's already this hour and you haven't gone back to rest yet. Come and take a look. Government affairs are important, but your body is also more important."
"Haha, yes, I forgot the time for a moment." She didn't believe that he had forgotten the time, little boy. Jun Chengxiao couldn't help frowning when he saw how thinly she was wearing. "You're exposed late at night. It's not as hot as the day. Why do you go out wearing so little? What should you do if you catch a cold? What do these palace people do for food?" Jiang Xianyun: "Don't blame the palace people. I dressed like this myself. The temperature is just right now and it's not cold even at night." As she said this, she walked up to him, handed her hand to him, and sat on his lap. . Looking at these piled on the desk, she glanced at him. "Is it almost ready? How much more is left to be reviewed?" Pointing to the remaining books. "And that's all." She took a look. "Then hurry up. I'll sit aside and wait for you." She put her hands on his shoulders and tried to get up from his arms, but he held her tightly. "No, it won't bother me if I hold you. Just wait a moment and you'll be fine soon. If you feel sleepy, just lean on me to sleep." He put his arm around her waist with one hand and picked up the memorial to read through the comments... Jun Chengxiao is indeed very serious when he is not serious, but when he is serious, he is really serious. No wonder it is said that men who work hard are very handsome. Indeed, they look like domineering CEOs. Seeing that she was staring at him, the emperor, who was writing, raised his eyes and glanced at her. "What are you looking at me for?" Jiang Xianyun smiled faintly: "You look good." Jun Chengxiao was stunned for a moment, kissed her on the face, and continued working. Even without saying anything, you can feel each other's feelings. Soon, the memorial was finally finished. Putting down the brush casually, she put her arm around her waist and leaned back on the chair behind her. "Next, I can relax for a while, but I get angry when I talk about this. What these ministers write is all nonsense. Things that can be explained very simply are made so complicated and rambled on. So tactful. Why don’t you give me any writing style? I still don’t know how much they weigh.” Listening to the emperor's angry complaints, she couldn't laugh or cry. "Okay, don't be angry. There's nothing to be angry about. In the future, when the ministers are asked to report, it's best to write concisely and concisely in one sentence." Jun Chengxiao: "Well, that's how it should be."
He said as he hugged her and sat down, resting his chin lightly on her neck. "The Queen understands my heart best." Being rubbed by him, I felt my neck was itchy and I shrank my neck. Reach out and hug him. She said softly: "Your Majesty, you must be tired! Go back and rest, and I'll give you a good massage to relax." She said, pressing her hand twice on his shoulder as a signal. "Actually..." He paused slightly, then leaned into her ear and lowered his voice and said, "...I still like other ways to relax..." Hearing this, she put her blushing hand on his chest and whispered something tactful. "It's very late now." "It's not too late, just in time for dawn..." He said, picking her up and walking towards the back hall, ready to rest here. That night Jiang Xianyun rested in Qingxiao Hall. She still underestimated the emperor's physical strength... By the time he fell asleep, he had already gotten up and went to court. Jiang Xianyun even doubted that his body could bear it. But she only dared to think about this in her heart... After having children. Jiang Xianyun's focus was on taking care of the children. Children grow up quickly. It feels like I was just born and I can already walk in the blink of an eye. Her son started walking when he was more than nine months old. That afternoon, she was sitting on the emperor's lap eating dried fruits peeled by the emperor himself. Not far away, her son was crawling around on the blanket, enjoying himself. At this moment, she saw her son getting up, stood up on his own, and then walked towards them with his small body swaying. He was still shouting. "Father..." What he called was his father. When the little prince is six or seven months old, he will make babbling sounds on his own, and then slowly start to talk. Now, he can simply call people. For example, he calls the maid who takes care of him Huahua, Yaya. Seeing his son stand up and come over, Jiang Xianyun subconsciously held his breath and pushed Jun Chengxiao's arm, telling him to look quickly. Looking at that little figure, he was walking on short legs as if he was about to fall down the next moment. He was walking towards them step by step. At that moment, his heart couldn't help but become nervous, mixed with an unspeakable joy. The first time he learned to walk, he fell to the ground not far away. Seeing this, Jun Chengxiao laughed, stepped forward and stretched out his hand to hug the person. "Haha, okay, my prince can walk now, it's really amazing." After saying that, he hugged and lifted him up high. He liked this little cub very much, waving his little hands and giggling. "Father, Feifei." "Go fly." "Okay, my father will hug you and fly, fly..." "Queen mother, I also want to fly..." "How difficult is this?"
Jun Chengxiao put his son in Jiang Xianyun's arms, then reached out to pick up the mother and son, lifting them up high. "Giggle..." "Oh, I'm going, it's very dangerous, please slow down, be careful not to fall." "Don't worry, even if I fall, I won't let you mother and son fall." "Let's see what you can do." Although she said this, she still had a smile on her face. She smiled slightly and kissed him on the face. The scene of a family of three looks warm and happy. This is the life he always wanted... When Jun Linzhao was three years old, he was appointed as the prince and began his study. This story is almost over. Let’s continue in the next world. Please cast your monthly votes.