Chapter 38

The prince Taifu is also Huang Jiuqi's uncle.

Huang Jiuqi asked again, "Then how many characters do you know?"

The little guy blinked his right eye, the big eyes were curved, as beautiful as a crescent moon, and two small dimples appeared at the corners of his mouth, he said seriously: "I know a lot of words."

Huang Jiuqi hooked his hands at him, "Come on, show the queen mother what you wrote."

"Okay." The little guy replied cutely, pouted his little butt, climbed off the chair, and ran to Huang Jiuqi's side.

Huang Jiuqi smiled and hugged him, and handed him the brush.

Di Beiyan held the writing brush that Huang Jiuqi handed over, rolled his big eyes, and then said a little shyly: "Mother, I don't write well, do you despise Erchen?"

Huang Jiuqi pinched his face, "No, the queen mother will not despise Xiao Yanyan."

As if taking a reassurance, Di Beiyan settled down, lowered his head, and started writing.

Although he is still young, his posture of holding the brush is very correct, and his aura is not small.

One stroke at a time, one stroke at a time.

Huang Jiuqi kept looking at him, thinking that he would write his own name, but when she saw that he wrote her name, her eyes suddenly became moist.

What a good and sensible little baby.

Although the writing was crooked, Huang Jiuqi felt that it was the most beautiful handwriting she had ever seen.

It turns out that in this huge world, there is still one person who cares about him. This is the feeling.

Very warm, very cozy.

At this time, Mai Mai came over with snacks and tea, and when he saw the words written by Di Beiyan, there was a smile in his eyes.

Your Highness is great!
After finishing writing, Di Beiyan put down his pen, turned his head to look at Huang Jiuqi, his big eyes sparkled, and he wanted to ask his mother to praise him, but when he saw her red eyes, he was at a loss, like a person who did something wrong. The man said cautiously: "Mother, is your son's writing not good-looking?"

Huang Jiuqi forced back the tears, turned the little guy around, lowered his head and kissed his forehead, "No, Xiaoyanyan is beautifully written, it's the most beautiful word my mother has ever seen."

"But..." The little guy pursed his lips, feeling very sad, "But the queen mother is crying, it must be because the son-in-law didn't write well."

It was he who made the queen mother cry, it was his fault.

Huang Jiuxi held his little face with both hands, and said in a low voice: "The queen mother didn't cry, the queen mother was crying with joy, because the god sent Xiao Yanyan to the queen mother, and the queen mother was very happy."

Di Beiyan's big eyes were full of water mist, his eyes were a little confused, but also a little happy.

He understood, said the queen mother, and was very happy because of him.

The little guy blinked his right eye, carefully stretched out a pair of chubby hands to wrap around Huang Jiuqi's neck, and said in a sweet voice, "The queen mother is happy, and the son is also very happy."

Huang Jiuxi picked up the piece of paper with her name written by Di Beiyan, handed it to Mai Mai, and ordered: "Frame it and hang it in the study."

Mai Mai took it with a smile, "Yes."

Huang Jiuqi pinched Di Beiyan's dimples, "When will Xiao Yanyan go to the Imperial Academy?"

Di Beiyan bowed his head and counted his fingers, and replied seriously: "I will go tomorrow, after five days of work, I will rest for two days."

"Tomorrow..." Huang Jiuqi thought for a while, and continued: "Then mother and queen will take Xiaoyanyan to play in the afternoon, and Xiaoyanyan will go to class tomorrow, okay?"

Hearing that his mother wanted to play with him, Di Beiyan smiled until his eyes narrowed, and said in a loud voice, "Okay."

 Overhead!
  I took a ride to school tonight, so excited.

  It's been too long at home.

  
 
(End of this chapter)

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