Raiders of the Empress: My Empress is Too Small

Chapter 1912
Qing Ze looked at it for a while and guessed, "Are you going to get up?"

How could Nai Tuanzi answer? She was still moaning and kicking her legs even harder.

Qing Ze raised his head and wanted to tell the nanny to come in, but after thinking about it, he stopped.

Gritting his teeth, he carefully dragged the child up. The milk dumpling was uncomfortable being held, and immediately burst into tears, with a loud voice, as if he was wronged.

Qing Ze was also anxious, why did he cry in the blink of an eye?
Persuaded stiffly, "Don't cry!"

Nai Tuanzi cried even harder
"." Qing Ze had no choice but to hold it stiffly, and suddenly remembered Xiao Nuan's saying that a baby would cry if it was uncomfortable to hold.Patiently recalling how Xiaonuan taught him.

Stiffly, I changed the holding position, and when the position was adjusted correctly, the baby's crying began to stop.

Gently wiping away the tears from the corners of her eyes, Qingze said softly, "You are a hypocritical little girl, you know how to scare people by crying."

In fact, holding and taking care of children is not that difficult!
Since then, Qingze has learned to hold the baby, and it has become more and more uncontrollable. He never leaves the milk dumpling every day, and Nuo Nuo is almost seldom held.

In the blink of an eye, it was three years, and Nuo Nuo had a big belly, walking slowly with her back propped up.Li Xuan was running around in the garden, holding a small windmill in his hand and wearing a bun.There is innocence in the black grape-like eyes.

"Queen mother, give birth soon. After giving birth to younger brothers and sisters, grandma will come to see you."

Nuonuo snorted softly, and said intentionally, "You little heartless one, you only miss your grandmother, and I'm afraid you want her to lead you around like a monkey."

Li Xuan made a grimace, "Lue, wait until I tell grandma, you say she is a monkey!"

Nuo Nuo gasped, "Okay, you! You know you're a criminal at such a young age. Be careful and I'll let you take the crown!"

The corporal punishment of the Feng family's descendants has been perfectly passed down from generation to generation.

The child is small, and if he is not too old, he cannot be punished. Topping the bowl perfectly solves this problem.It not only makes the children suffer, but also makes the rules, and it will not break the rules and make them stupid.

There is another reason, and that is that every time Nuo Nuo sees this little girl serving bowls, she is overjoyed, thinking of the past when her father asked their brothers and sisters to serve bowls, she must have felt the same way at that time.

The little girl turned around and ran faster than the rabbit, for fear of being punished again.

"Father is a strict wife, he only listens to mother's words blindly, hum, if I don't run faster, I will not be punished today." Li Xuan trotted all the way, hid in the flowers, and complained in a low voice.

Nuo Nuo looked at the man who disappeared in the blink of an eye, and forced a conspiratorial smile from the corner of her mouth, "Too naive, as the saying goes, a monk can't escape the temple if he runs away!"

Do you really think she'll be safe if she hides temporarily?What a childish and naive thought!
In the 48th year of Changzhao, on the first day of October, Nuowuo gave birth to the prince Liyao again.

The 51-year-old Mingyou wore a dark blue long dress with phoenix flowers. Her black hair was like ink, and she could not see a single white hair. There were only slight wrinkles at the corners of her eyes, but her skin was still smooth and tender.

Li Xuan nestled in her arms, complaining non-stop, all about how Nuo Nuo went too far and bullied her.

Mingyou smiled, "The descendants of the Feng family love to keep the old ways, how many generations have passed, and they still use this trick!"

"Grandmother, you have to make the decision for me!" The little girl said coquettishly while grabbing her hand.Mingyou touched her face, "Are you sure you want grandma to help you decide?"

"Ok!"

"If grandma talks about your mother's queen, I'm afraid that once grandma leaves, your bowl will last for two months."

(End of this chapter)