The favorite wife of the black-bellied prime minister

Chapter 577 So what if I know it well (7)
Hei Ying wanted to gloat and laugh out loud, but hurriedly knelt down and bowed to another figure who came in with the little man: "Hei Ying pays homage to Empress Empress! Empress Empress is a thousand years old!"

"Daddy?" The little man poked Heiying's head with his white and tender hand, and the prince would call out to anyone, saying, "They're all going to lose their heads!"

Like Gui Jiu, Hei Ying lowered his head and dared not look up again, let alone say a word.

"Mother, they don't agree, it's not Daddy." The child, who was less than two years old, spoke very clearly and sharply. Seeing that the poking was fruitless, he hugged his mother's leg instead, and said helplessly.

Bai Lijing bent down to pick him up, walked a few steps towards the dragon couch, and said with a smile, "Forget it, Qing'er, your father must have been hiding on purpose because he didn't want to see our mother and son. So, let's go back and find uncle?"

Gui Jiu and Hei Ying held their breath, they didn't dare to take a breath, they wanted to speak but they didn't dare to speak.

The two-year-old prince replied crisply: "Well, anyway, dad is not fun, but uncle can fly, so uncle is more fun."

Baili Jing smiled: "Okay, let's go find uncle. Qing'er, see if uncle is behind the curtain..."

She pointed in the direction of the dragon couch.

When Jun Qing heard it, she became excited, as if "finding uncle" was a very interesting thing, she hurriedly held hands to get down from her mother's arms.

Bai Lijing bent down, let go of him and let him down.

Jun Qing jogged all the way over, with a look of indifference as if he could fall at any time, and opened layer after layer of curtains with his little hands, and saw a person lying vaguely in the dragon couch, not moving at all.

The two-year-old Jun Qing was not much taller than the dragon couch. He climbed onto the footrest in front of the dragon couch, managed to stand still, and raised the last curtain with his short arms.

Looking into the open eyes of a man.

"Ah! Mother, it's not uncle! It's someone else!" Jun Qing was not afraid of life at all, he wasn't frightened by those dark eyes, but he didn't get close to him either. When he found out that the person was not uncle, he immediately turned around and thought Walk.

The man lying on the dragon bed scooped him up and took his tiny body into the tent.

"Mother! Mother! Mother..." Jun Qing yelled three times, but the third one stopped. He didn't even struggle in the man's arms, and shouted happily at the man: "Daddy!"

After the father shouted, his face couldn't hold back anymore, he wanted to laugh, but hated at the same time, he held his son in one hand, stretched out the other long arm, and fished in the little woman who was standing quietly watching the show outside the curtain , without saying a word, pressed her lips hard.

The fiery long kiss, wishing to swallow her to relieve his hatred, he gritted his teeth and asked her: "My son calls everyone daddy? Hmm? Little lunatic, do you still know how to come back?"

Bai Lijing knelt on his lap and was hugged by him condescendingly. Whether it was her son or her, they were all in his arms, and he refused to let any of them go.

"Didn't you lie to me to come back? How many rumors have been spread, saying that you are terminally ill, your wife and children are separated from your family, and you are going to be a joke of how many people. Just now people sing and sing about how miserable you are. I want to see if you can do it." How long can you lie down peacefully, how can you bear it? If you have the ability to continue to lie down." Bailijing bit his tongue, not daring to bite too hard, this kiss after two years made her even gasp heavily.

Gui Jiu and Hei Ying had crawled out quietly. At this moment of family reunion, the two of them would probably become the emperor's target and take the blame for spreading rumors.

"Cough..." Jun Zhi was so questioned that he was speechless. He couldn't hold back his face, hugged his wife tightly, went to take care of his son, and asked him, "Qing'er, how did you recognize me as your father? What did your mother do?" Taught you?"

Jun Qing had just seen how his father bullied his mother, and covered his eyes with two small hands knowingly.

"My mother said that when I return to Chang'an, the first person who dares to hug me is my father. If many people hug me, then the most beautiful one is my father." Jun Qing replied honestly, "I think you look good. The best looking."

He said such a long sentence in one breath, and his tongue was tied again and again. The child who is less than two years old is so smart, and the faces printed by the mold look at each other. It's wonderful.

Jun Zhi was amused by his son, and when he smiled, the mountains and rivers were overwhelmed. He probably knew it himself, so he spared no effort to continue to confuse people with his smile: "Qing'er, your mother just took a fancy to your father's good looks, and was bullied by him." When I was there, I repeatedly begged for mercy, saying, Junzhi, it looks good..."

Junzhi is good-looking, these four characters are aphrodisiacs, and they can be tried a hundred times.

Talking nonsense in front of your son, only bullying a two-year-old who doesn't understand anything.

Jun Qing blinked his eyes, although he didn't understand, but he was able to answer, and suddenly said: "Jun Zhi is pretty, and Jun Qing is also pretty."

"Hahaha," Jun Zhi laughed, "Of course, Daddy's son is of course pretty!"

I've never seen him laugh like this before, his voice became hoarse from laughing, he coughed again and again, his face was swollen, Bai Lijing patted his back, and said angrily: "Yes, your whole family looks good."

Jun Qing also imitated his mother's way to please his father, the strength of that little palm was thin and weak, he smiled innocently: "Daddy is beautiful, mother is beautiful, Jun Qing is beautiful, uncle is beautiful, cat It’s also beautiful, our whole family is beautiful.”

The immature voice, the childish voice of the baby, the reliance and hug without any grievances, made Jun Zhi laugh again, and it was only at this moment that he felt alive.

"That's right, our whole family is beautiful." He kissed his son's face, and then kissed his wife's neck, ears, and eyes. From the moment he hugged his wife and children, he never let go of his arms .

"Isn't it sick? How many days have you not stepped out of the Hall of Pure Heart, how can you say you can do it now, where does the strength come from?" Bai Lijing let him hold her, but her mouth was not forgiving.

Jun Zhi smiled, bit her ear and replied: "Jing'er, you are back, the sky has cleared up, I am really full, the illness has disappeared, and I am alive and well. Let me hug you and my son well."

He spoke with sincerity, but Bai Lijing knew it well, and whispered in his ear: "If I don't return, what will happen to Your Majesty?"

"I'll wait for you for as long as I want." Junzhi's long and narrow phoenix eyes were filled with smiles, and what he said was so sincere, without any hypocrisy.

"Well, I believe it." Bai Lijing didn't expose him, so she agreed casually.Two years is probably the limit, how long can he wait with his temper?If she doesn't come back again, Mingshan may have already been wiped out.

No matter how big Ren Ming Mountain is, no matter how secretive the Yan Clan is, if the whole country is looking for someone, not even a single plant or tree will be able to hide it.

"Jing'er, I miss you, my son, every day, every night..." Jun Zhi murmured in her ear, as if he wanted to grow up with her.

So what about the Ninth Five-Year Lord, and what about the Great Western Qin Emperor?He is a husband and a father, he loves his wife and loves his son. Since then, he has had weaknesses, and he has never dared to discard his armor. Only when his wife and children are present, is he complete.

(End of this chapter)