Huafanchunzhengming

Chapter 110 Are You Jealous (4)

Zhong Weiwei carefully wrote the word "black tea" on the paper.

Seeing him crooked his neck again, she hugged him and taught him how to write:

"This is black tea, the red one, the tea from the tea leaves. It's the tea newly made by Auntie Wei today."

Smiling again and leaning against her arms, she taught him to write stroke by stroke with great interest.

Zhong Weiwei asked him: "Have you ever written before?"

He shook his head again: "No."

Zhong Weiwei said: "Although your father has not ordered you to be enlightened, if you are interested, you can learn to read with me.

It's not that I'm bragging, you're lucky to meet me, I can write very well, and if you officially have a teacher in the future, you may not be able to write better than me. "

He looked at her with admiration again: "Compared with Daddy?"

"He's not as good at writing as I am! You see, he's always finding fault with me, just because he doesn't dare to say that my handwriting is ugly, right?"

Zhong Weiwei looked into the little eyes with admiration, and his whole body became ecstatic.

Xiaotang listened to her bragging and covered her eyes in embarrassment.

Zhong Weiwei glared at Xiaotang: "What are you doing? Not convinced? Write a word to make gestures?"

Xiaotang pouted at her: "Why don't you compare with your servants who cooks better food? You have a good tongue, you can only eat!"

There was a soft sound from outside the window, and he ran out of Zhong Weiwei's arms again, excitedly saying: "It's Daddy who's back, Daddy..."

It's back!

Zhong Weiwei threw away the pen in dismay, and reluctantly went out to greet Chonghua.

Chonghua opened his arms, and the palace servants waited on him to change his clothes, lowered his head slightly, and spoke softly to Youyou.

Looking at it from Zhong Weiwei's perspective, I happened to see his unbelievably beautiful side face again.

Zhong Weiwei didn't dare to look any further, and saluted him feebly: "My minister sees Your Majesty."

Chonghua ignored her, just pretending that she was not there.

After explaining a few more words gently, he changed into a new dark purple uniform, turned around and walked out.

The palace servant looked at his back with his chin intoxicated: "Your Majesty usually wears black robes, and I thought they were good-looking enough, but I didn't expect to change into this purple uniform, which looks even better! I'm so envious of the concubine Xian. Let's see enough!"

What?When Zhong Wei only heard this, he immediately regained his spirits: "Where is Your Majesty going?"

Gong Ren said: "Doesn't Tong Shi know? Your Majesty is going to Xicui Palace to attend the banquet of Concubine Xian. I heard that Concubine Xian invited all the nobles to the banquet. Every noble person has to perform at the banquet." .”

What a licentiousness!

Zhong Weiwei pursed her lips, and seeing that she was staring at her again with eyes that looked like Chonghua, she scolded: "Little bastard, hurry up and write with me! You will be punished for writing ten words!"

He was not angry at all, and smiled at her knowingly, with a look of "I know everything".

Zhong Weiwei felt guilty and angry when he saw him. Is this child really only over three years old?
Why doesn't she look like that?
When Zhong Mao was more than three years old, he didn't have such a ghost at all, okay?
Ge Xiangjun came in, frowned in disapproval: "Haven't you suffered enough? Why do you call the eldest son of the emperor like that?

He is still so young and can't even write. What kind of words are you punishing him for?If you are angry in your heart, you can't take it out on your child. "

"I'm just making a joke. Sister Xiangjun's words are too exaggerated."

Zhong Weiwei was a little powerless, no matter how boring she was, she wouldn't take it out again.

But why did you feel so uncomfortable when Ge Xiangjun said it so righteously?
"That's good." Ge Xiangjun patted Youyou's head lovingly: "The eldest son of the emperor, don't be angry with your Aunt Wei, she actually has no bad intentions, she just had a mouthful."

Zhong Weiwei was even more upset, and simply stopped talking, and looked at Ge Xiangjun silently with his arms folded.

Ge Xiangjun met her eyes, dodged his eyes twice, turned his face away from her, and asked You You in a flattering way:
"There is a newly made sweet-scented osmanthus cake. Do you want to try it, Your Highness? I don't use much glutinous rice. Eating a little will not damage the stomach."

She shook her head again: "No. Also, I like that Auntie Wei punished me for writing. I have wanted to learn to write for a long time."

This time it was Ge Xiangjun's turn to feel unhappy, and he forced a smile: "Why doesn't Your Highness want to eat sweet-scented osmanthus cake? Does he like Gorgon fruit cake? The slaves are also prepared."

He answered her again solemnly: "Daddy has explained, let me listen to Auntie Wei, she said it's okay to eat, I can eat it, otherwise I can't eat it."

Ge Xiangjun couldn't laugh anymore, he was silent for a while, and said to Zhong Weiwei with complicated emotions: "Xiao Zhong, you are really good at taking care of children. It took only a few days of work, and you have completely subdued him."

Zhong Weiwei replied forcefully: "You are right."

She kept giving in, kept giving in, but Ge Xiangjun went too far.

If there is no way to go back, there is no need to go back.

Ge Xiangjun was overwhelmed by her words, and because he was already guilty, he couldn't find anything to say for a while, so he forced a smile:

"Your Majesty will probably stay overnight when you go to Xicui Palace. Aren't you going to record it? Are you worried that the eldest son will not be taken care of? Leave him to me to take care of him. Don't worry, I will do my best to take good care of him."

Zhong Weiwei said: "Your Majesty didn't summon me just now. If necessary, Shen Qi and the others will follow to record it. I just need to verify it and record it for filing."

The smile on Ge Xiangjun's face was almost unstoppable.

She originally wanted to take Zhong Weiwei away, so that she could take care of you and cultivate a relationship with you by the way.

As a result, Zhong Weiwei didn't accept the move, and she couldn't help but secretly hated it.

Some people, why is life so good?

Doing nothing, good things happen to you one after another, trying to be good while taking advantage of it.

Having already won His Majesty's favor, why do you still want to bully the eldest son of the emperor? What if you give her a chance?

Do you really want to see her die alone in the palace to be satisfied?
Still a friend!Thinking about it, the circles of his eyes turned red.

Zhong Weiwei silently observed Ge Xiangjun's expression.

Seeing tears in her eyes, looking pitiful, remembering how kind she was to him in the past, finally couldn't bear to embarrass her any longer, turned around and led her in again.

Xiaotang saw all this in his eyes, and wrinkled his nose at Zhong Weiwei: "Are you softening your heart again? Look, push your nose and face! Be careful that she holds a grudge and hurts you!"

"If she really wants to do that, there is no way."

Zhong Weiwei laid out the pen and paper, taught him to hold the pen again, and led him to write ten "one" characters.

He was weak again and fell asleep early. Zhong Weiwei read a book for a while, always restless, so he turned off the light and lay down.

It was raining patter outside the window, she turned over, turned over again, and suddenly heard the sound of footsteps outside, knowing that Chonghua had returned, she suddenly felt at peace, closed her eyes and pretended to sleep.

(End of this chapter)