The wife of the female Zun Kuaichuan is a doting maniac

Su Qiruo didn't know what her parents were thinking. She only wanted to practice martial arts well and learn strategies well. In the future, she could be like the imperial grandmother and Master Fu, who could take one step at a time and see ten steps at a time, know the smallest things, and win the battle thousands of miles away.

Si Qianling was learning how to make snacks from his father at home. Seeing his son learn step by step seriously, Mrs. Lu was very pleased.

Although their son was raised with a lot of pampering, he was still well-behaved and obedient. This was their pride as elders.

Only three of the freshly steamed plum blossom cakes were cracked. Si Qianling tilted his head and looked at Mr. Lu: "Father, come and take a look."

Mrs. Lu nodded with satisfaction, took out the three cracked pastries and put them aside.

"Not bad, it's getting better and better."

Si Qianling is still young, but to be able to do this is already very impressive.

"Then I'll pick out a box and give it to sister Aruo. She also likes plum blossom cakes."

Si Qianling carefully picked out the most beautiful six pieces of plum blossom cakes and put them in the food box, then called someone to deliver the cakes to His Royal Highness.

According to the rules, food for ordinary people cannot be sent to the palace. However, Si Qianling is not an ordinary person. It is the favorite of His Highness the Little Emperor.

Mrs. Lu sighed softly. The child is still young and does not understand the relationship between men and women.

When they get older, it would be fine if the two of them are in love, but if one of them is just a brother and sister, then where should they go from here?
Families like theirs shouldn't expect any extravagant love, just a good match.

But as a father, he hopes that his son can be happy.

Her Majesty the Little Emperor Sun treats her son very well, but given her identity, she is destined not to be like an ordinary family in this life.

Although Si Qianling has a good temper, he can't get rid of the dirt in his eyes.

Now that His Highness only treats him well, he is certainly happy.

But in the future, there will be more and more Jun attendants in the East Palace, how can he agree?

He picked up a piece of cracked snack and put it in his mouth. It had only a slight sweet taste, which His Royal Highness liked.

His Royal Highness the little grandson doesn't like sweets, so his son, who loves sweets the most, doesn't dare to add more sugar when making pastries.

Lu pursed her lips, not knowing whether it was good or bad to let them get along with each other so indulgently.

Childhood sweethearts, no guesses.

Can this friendship keep his son safe?
Si Qianling also picked up a piece of cracked plum blossom cake and took a bite, frowning slightly.

"It's still a little too sweet."

Mr. Lu paused, savoring the pastries in his mouth, and tugged at the corners of his lips helplessly.

This is probably the least sweet plum blossom cake he has ever tasted.

That’s all, fate is determined by God, and it’s up to the children themselves to make the decision!

Thinking of her previous encounter with the head of the Protector's family, and the fact that Rong Yun was planning to get engaged to the son of the Mu family of the General's Palace, Mrs. Lu couldn't help but feel envious.

In fact, he hopes that his son can enter the mansion of other nobles rather than His Royal Highness the Little Emperor.

Whether it's the Protector's Mansion or the General's Mansion, or the Taifu Mansion, Weining Marquis Mansion, or Zhenbei Marquis Mansion, it's always better than entering the palace wall.

Mu Jinyan is only one year older than Si Qianling, so he is really lucky to be chosen by the Protector's Palace first.

The Emperor has always been lenient to his subordinates, and the Protector's Palace and the General's Palace are both members of His Highness the Young Emperor's Grandson, so he wouldn't mind if they got married.

The Mu family is a military general, and the sons of the clan never enter the palace. General Mu's willingness to marry the Duke Protector's Mansion must be to cut off Mu Jinyan's future career choices.

Mr. Lu's eyes fell on his son. If the child was not still too young, he also wanted to settle the child's marriage quickly, and maybe he could avoid entering the palace.

But everyone knew that His Highness the Young Emperor doted on the Young Master of the Si family, and even the Emperor and His Highness the Princess were sure that their son would become His Highness. Who could he find to marry him?The guard at the palace gate saw that the people from the Prime Minister's Mansion came to deliver things to the East Palace again. He had already become accustomed to it, so he took it with both hands and personally delivered it to Su Qiruo's courtyard.

Su Qiruo, who had just finished sword practice and was taking a bath, couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth when she heard Shen Si outside the door saying that Mr. Si had brought plum blossom cakes.

"You go and give Xiaoling the set of twelve zodiac signs that I got from the imperial grandmother today, and by the way, ask the kitchen to cook a few of his favorite dishes and take them with you."

"Yes, my subordinates retire."

Shen Si took the order and left. Su Qiruo leaned on the edge of the bath and shook her sore neck.

Thinking of what her cousin told her about wanting to marry Mu Jinyan, she couldn't help but think of Si Qianling.

Most of the time, the royal family arranges for a marriage partner when the princess is 15 years old. After they know the person, they will marry the prince at the latest.

If it were earlier, a lot of people would get married at the age of fourteen or fifteen.

But I heard the medical fairy say that getting married too early is not good for both parties.

Xiaoling was two years younger than her. When she waited for her, he was just sixteen.

This age should be more appropriate!

Then wait until she is 15 years old to decide on the marriage first, and tell everyone by the way that she does not need a housekeeper, she just wants to be with the person she likes.

There are so many men in the palace, not to mention the chaos, there will be a lot of trouble.

If you meet the right person, one person is enough.

Rubbing her brows, Su Qiruo shook away those unrealistic imaginations in her mind.

Unlike her cousin, the love between children is not suitable for her to consider at her current age. She only needs to keep an eye on Si Qianling and grow up with him.

The young man has his own ambition to conquer the mountains and rivers.

At midnight, the light in the study was still burning.

Shen Xing reminded softly: "Master, it's late at night, it's time to sleep."

Su Qiruo glanced at the three memorials left on the corner of the table and replied: "The approval is done now, don't rush it at this moment."

The imperial grandmother is getting older and her mother is in poor health. As the crown prince, she should share more of the burden for the imperial grandmother.

Although the memorial given to her by the Imperial Grandmother was not of great importance, it still concerned the people of Dongling, so she did not dare not take it seriously.

"Fluttering..."

There was a sound of the pigeon's wings flapping, and Shen Xing caught the pigeon in a flash.

He took off the small bamboo tube and presented it with both hands: "Master, this is the news from the Prime Minister's Mansion."

Su Qiruo put down the brush in her hand and wondered why Si Qianling still wrote to her at this time, but still went to pick it up immediately.

Looking at the small words on the paper, Su Qiruo chuckled.

The co-author was that he ate too much at night, and the head of the Su family punished him to do math. He encountered a problem.

Pulling out a thin charcoal pen from the drawer, Su Qiruo carefully wrote the answer under the question, and finally added a sentence asking him to go to bed quickly, and then handed it to Shen Xing to send the carrier pigeon out.

Shen Xing was a little curious, but he knew who he was and didn't dare to ask more.

But what are these two little masters doing toying with the pigeons if they don't sleep in the middle of the night?
After folding the last memorial, Su Qiruo stood up and said, "Send water over early tomorrow. I have to go and pay my respects to the Imperial Grandmother first."