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In the early autumn of the second year of Xingping, the summer heat has passed and the white dew has not yet arrived. The heat of midsummer has gradually faded away, and it has become cooler in the morning and evening.
When Youtong woke up in the morning, Fu Yu had already gone to court. There was still residual warmth under the brocade quilt, and the curtains were hanging down. She was located in the middle palace, with no Queen Mother weighing her down above her, and no concubines bothering her in the morning or dusk. She lived a comfortable life, but because she was too lazy to move, she was not in a hurry to get up, so she ordered the palace servants to open the windows for some fresh air.
Penglai Hall is close to Taiye Pond, surrounded by trees and shade, and the water vapor is cool.
The morning breeze blows in through the threshold, mixed with the fragrance of lotus root, refreshing and pleasant.
Hosta walked in, holding a few freshly broken lotus flowers in her arms and offered them to the table. Then he walked into the tent, helped You Tong get up and get dressed, and said, "I have just been to Fengyang Palace. His Royal Highness has just woken up. He is not crying or making trouble. He is playing with his fingers. He is very well behaved."
You Tong nodded, ¡°That¡¯s good, I¡¯ll ask someone to carry her over later.¡±
Jun'er is the eldest son of the emperor and is very popular with the couple. Although Fu Yu was iron-fisted and cold-blooded and calm on the outside, he felt sorry for his son. When Jun'er turned one year old, he issued an imperial edict and made him the East Palace. Because the heat in summer was too high, the couple moved to Penglai Palace to escape the heat. Jun'er stayed with them for a while. The weather turned cold in the past few days and they were afraid that he would catch the cold, so they sent him back to Fengyang Palace first.
But the weather is nice today, with a refreshing breeze and bright morning light, making it a good time to go to Shanglin Garden to relax.
What¡¯s more, today is still a special day.
Youtong was in a good mood. He got up and washed himself. After breakfast, he went to dress up.
She was born with natural beauty, her skin is as soft as fine porcelain powder, and her beautiful eyebrows are like a wonderful painting. It is said that love comes from the heart. In the past few years, she has lived freely and calmly, adding to her soft and flexible charm. Fu Yu is the king of the world, and the pink and white in the palace are also of the highest quality from all over the world. With a little touch of color, they can be beautiful.
This morning she deliberately dressed up. She spent two sticks of incense carefully applying fine powder and rouge. She also painted her eyebrows with red dots, making her look even more delicate and soft.
When you are ready to put on your makeup, pick a piece of Qiluo with a cross-collar half-arm to cover your chest, which is soft and plump but not full. Tie a red plum skirt covered with snow around your waist. The clothes are as bright as the spring rays, gorgeous but not enchanting. Looking at himself in the mirror, Youtong was very satisfied, ordered the dishes, and waited for the wet nurse to bring Jun'er over, then drove him to Shanglin Garden.
Then he ordered someone to go to Linde Hall and asked Fu Yu to finish the political affairs and have dinner at Yixia Pavilion in Shanglin Garden.
¡ª¡ªBefore going to bed last night, she had greeted Fu Yu and told her about today¡¯s tour, so she expected that he would not be absent.
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The verandah outside Yixia Pavilion is winding and covered with low hills covered with green.
You Tong went there early, sat by the window and watched the scenery for a while. When Jun'er woke up, he played with him.
¡°Compared with the red appearance when he was just born, the little guy is now white and tender, with a pair of eyes like ink jade beads under the long and thick eyelashes, embedded in the soft face, very cute. The one-year-old child has gradually become sensible. Every time he hears Youtong calling his name, he will turn his little head and look around. When he meets his mother's eyes, he will be particularly happy and talk to her babblingly.
¡ª¡ªOf course, it was just some vague words to himself. He was talking happily and excitedly, but no one could understand him.
But that doesn¡¯t stop Youtong from playing with him.
It¡¯s really gratifying to see a little guy who was born in ten months¡¯ pregnancy grow up day by day, from only knowing how to eat and sleep, to now being able to recognize acquaintances and learn to talk.
Youtong held him in her arms, kissed his milky and soft cheek, and taught him, "Come on, Jun'er, call me mother."
"relative!"
¡°No, it¡¯s¡ª¡ª¡± Youtong lengthened his voice and slowly lip-synced, ¡°Mother¡ª¡ªkiss¡ª¡ª¡±
This time the little guy got it right and called vaguely, "Mother."
"Hey!" Youtong was overjoyed and his smile suddenly burst into laughter. Jun'er could see her emotions and started to giggle too.
After teasing like this for a long time, it was getting closer to noon. Seeing that Fu Yu hadn't come yet, You Tong ordered someone to get books and read to him.
She had developed this habit when she was pregnant. In her free time, she would carry the baby in her belly, listen to the piano and sing the flute, find some poetry collections to read, or read some short stories in her mind. It can make her wander, enjoy and nourish her mind, and it can probably also impart some talents to the child in her belly.
When Jun'er was born, Youtong lost control. He found piles of books and read them to him slowly.
After all, the sun and the moon are long in the palace, and leisure is leisure.
Recently, she ordered people to prepare silk and paint, and asked the painters from the art academy to use them to teach her children.
The palace maids and nurses retreated to wait outside the bead curtain, leaving only mother and son inside, chanting in soft and clear voices:The little guy seemed to understand the story, sitting obediently in her arms, occasionally giggling, and using his pointed mouth with just a few deciduous teeth to gnaw out the milk from Youtong's hand. Have some saliva.
The hourglass tilted slowly, and the sun's shadow moved slowly. It wasn't until he finished reading a few poems that Youtong remembered and looked outside.
The meals are being prepared one after another, but Fu Yu's figure has not yet appeared.
She frowned and called over the hosta, "What time is it?"
"It's almost too late." Yuhan obviously couldn't bear it anymore, "Shall I go to invite the Emperor again?"
You Tong pondered for a moment, with a slight dissatisfaction in his eyes, and simply said: "Perhaps the emperor has something important to do, so there is no need to urge him too much. Just send someone over to remind him, and he can think about it."
Yuhan responded to the order and went to make arrangements. After a while, she came back and said that Fu Yu had something to discuss. She asked Youtong to enjoy herself and have dinner with her in the evening.
After hearing this, Youtong just said "oh" lightly.
The anticipation of spending time dressing up this morning gradually cooled down.
¡ª¡ªJuly, today was the day when he and Fu Yu got married for the first time. Although the forced marriage may not go as planned, it was the beginning of their acquaintance. In the past few years, at this time, Fu Yuduo was away fighting. Last year, he was busy because he just gave birth to Jun'er, so he forgot about it. She remembered last night that since Fu Yu was quite free recently and she had nothing to do, she wanted to prepare a delicious meal to commemorate their acquaintance and take the opportunity to relax and add some fun.
Who would have thought that at this moment, Fu Yu would actually get stuck, wasting her elaborate attire and full of expectations.
Youtong sat in silence for a while, knowing that court matters were important, so he didn¡¯t say much.
Anyway, the food is ready and the makeup is exquisite. It¡¯s nice for her to relax and enjoy herself while watching the scenery.
Then he ordered someone to serve food.
The food box was opened, the dishes were brought out, and the long table by the window was filled with everything - tender and delicious garlic vermicelli shrimp, spicy and sour beef in sour soup, golden red and tender camphor tea duck, fresh and sweet fragrant duck. Soft vegetarian roasted goose, plus tender sweet beans, crispy stir-fried bamboo shoots, and golden and fragrant fried stuffed eggplants. The table was filled with a dazzling array of delicacies, with attractive colors and aromas, all for her to enjoy.
Youtong ate happily. At the end, he drank a bowl of lotus leaf soup and ate under the shade of a tree.
When I came back from relaxing, I ate another bowl of ice cream cheese and went home satisfied.
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In the evening, when Fu Yu walked to Penglai Hall under the afterglow of the setting sun, You Tong was sitting under the shade of a tree in the courtyard, playing with Jun'er.
The red clouds outside the palace were like brocade, and the golden red light fell on her body, illuminating the silk skirt embroidered with silver threads. The armchair swayed gently under the tree, and Jun'er lay in her arms. Although her speech was still vague, she could pronounce the word "mother" quite clearly. She screamed milkily over and over again, making Youtong smile.
This made Fu Yu very envious.
After all, the little guy was very vague when he called him.
Then he walked to his wife and son, squatted beside him, and teased his son, "Jun'er, call me daddy."
The tall figure who suddenly came over blocked the slightly warm afterglow. Jun'er wrinkled her nose slightly dissatisfied and turned to look at him.
After recognizing that familiar face, Jun'er smiled happily.
Fu Yu did not give up and continued to teach him, "Come on, call daddy."
Unexpectedly, Jun'er acted as if he didn't hear him. After smiling at him, he still called "Mother" with great interest and made trouble in Youtong's arms.
It was Youtong who spoke, "The emperor is finally back?"
"Well. How was your stroll around Shanglin Garden today?" Fu Yu stopped her from getting up and sat beside him.
"It's not bad," Youtong raised his eyebrows and looked at him, "Are you very busy during the day?"
"It's not too busy. I just discussed the choice of the prince and young master. It was rare for the prince to enter the palace in good spirits, so we talked for a while. After the prince left, it was already past noon and I didn't look for you. I criticized him. I have a few brochures. The things you asked the art academy to make are ready and will be delivered tomorrow."
Fu Yu hugged her and took a breath of the fragrance while she was unprepared.
It would have been better not to say this. After saying this, Youtong felt dissatisfied.
Normally, this would not be a big deal. The couple lived in the same palace, and Fu Yu was busy with government affairs. If something got in his way, she would never cause trouble. She would just find some fun to pass the time, and send him some desserts by the way. If I encounter something interesting, I will tell him about it when I come back to help relieve the depression of government affairs.
But today it¡¯s a little different.
What¡¯s more, she said hello last night.
I thought he had something important to do, but it turned out that he was just catching up with the Taifu, and her preparations were in vain!
Youtong was hesitant and said "Oh" lightly, and said in a low voice: "Your Majesty, please rest. I'll ask someone to serve food." After that, he handed his son into his arms, took him away and put him on his shoulders. He twisted his arms, twisted his waist, and walked towards the hall, leaving him with a graceful and light back, and the hairpin swaying gently in his bun.
Fu Yu was stunned for a moment, and belatedly noticed her quietly changing attitude.
He seemed to make her angry?
The complicated political affairs made people dizzy. Fu Yu thought about it for a moment and couldn't figure it out. He only guessed that it was because he didn't go to Shanglin Garden to attend the invitation today, so he asked Jun'er quietly, "Mother is angry?"
"Mom," Jun'er replied in a sweet voice.
This little fool.
Fu Yu had no choice but to lift his son above his head, making him laugh, then turned to hand it to the nanny, carrying the solemn posture of an emperor in front of outsiders, and hurriedly chased him into the palace. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com)Go and ask someone to serve food. "After that, she handed her son into his arms, took away his arm on his shoulders, twisted her waist, and walked towards the hall, leaving him with a graceful and light back, and the hairpin swaying gently in her bun.
Fu Yu was stunned for a moment, and belatedly noticed her quietly changing attitude.
He seemed to make her angry?
The complicated political affairs made people dizzy. Fu Yu thought about it for a moment and couldn't figure it out. He only guessed that it was because he didn't go to Shanglin Garden to attend the invitation today, so he asked Jun'er quietly, "Mother is angry?"
"Mom," Jun'er replied in a sweet voice.
This little fool.
Fu Yu had no choice but to lift his son above his head, making him laugh, then turned to hand it to the nanny, carrying the solemn posture of an emperor in front of outsiders, and hurriedly chased him into the palace. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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