My Battle in Imperial Harem

Wen Wanqing finished eating the fruit and wiped the juice channel on his hand: "aunt, Xuanqing, that child is very sensible and won't give me any trouble. Besides, that child knows how to live with you. He's going to doze off in school in the daytime."

"But your body -"

"Auntie, there are still you, there are you, there will be no problem!" Wen Wanqing held Tang Fuliu's body and said coquettishly.

Tang Fuliu is not good to talk about her. He just continues to put the peeled fruit in her hands. However, he is concerned about her taking care of Xuanqing. In private, he especially instructs Miaoling, yingyue and Yingxue to take good care of Wen Wanqing.

In the evening, mother Kong led Xuanqing to Wen Wanqing's room, "old slave, please say hello to the queen!"

"Mother Kong, get up quickly, Xuanqing, come to the empress!" Wen Wanqing sat on the cot and waved to Xuanqing. "These days, how is Xuanqing sleeping here with her mother?"

Xuanqing has already listened to mother Kong's words. Mother Kong is busy preparing the Palace Banquet these days, so she let her mother take care of him for a few days.

Xuanqing naturally is willing, after all, when he was a child, he regarded wenwanqing as his real mother. Although Gong e mentioned that Murong Yan was his mother from time to time, she had no impression of that person.

"Mother, after that Xuanqing can stay here, Qing'er wants to accompany her all the time!" Xuanqing goes to wenwanqing's side and looks up at wenwanqing with her small head.

Wen Wanqing looked at his cleverness and immediately said, "when the mother gives birth to her baby brother and sister, Qing'er can move here, but she has to sleep alone!"

"Qing'er is not afraid to sleep alone. As long as she can be with her mother, Qing'er is not afraid!" Xuanqing suddenly hugged Wen Wanqing's arm, and her small head rubbed her soft voice.

Miaoling was startled when he saw Xuanqing's action. He quickly came forward to pull Xuanqing away: "eldest son, don't hold the empress. The empress can't collide now!"

Now that Xuanqing had learned calligraphy from Taifu, he naturally understood what Miaoling had said. Even if he wanted to let it go, he just got hurt.

Wen Wanqing looked at Xuanqing's small expression in his eyes and said with a smile, "well, you don't have to make such a fuss. Qing'er is so sensible that she won't hurt her mother, right?"

The caress from the top of her head was different from that of mammy Kong's rough palm, which was very gentle. Xuanqing was greedy for this moment and nestled in her gentle arms. "Well, Qing'er won't hurt her mother, nor her younger brother and sister!"

Wen Wanqing immediately laughed, pointed to the thick cot beside him and said, "Qing'er will sleep here tonight. The queen mother will let Yingxue guard you. You will call her when you are thirsty at night, you know?"

"Yingxue has seen the eldest son of the emperor!"

"Well, I understand!" Xuanqing nodded cleverly.

Yingxue takes Xuanqing to the back to wash. After washing, Xuanqing takes out the three character Scripture that Taifu gave him and begins to read it.

Under the candlelight, Wen Wanqing listened to the sound of children's reading, and soon he felt sleepy. Then he began to doze with his head.

"Empress, if you are sleepy, please go to bed and have a rest." Miaoling calls wenwanqing in a low voice.

He awoke from his sleep. When he saw Xuanqing, who was still shaking his head, he was staring at himself. He even said, "I'm really sleepy. Go to bed, Qing'er. It's so late!"

"Mother will sleep first, and children will sleep after reading these words!" Xuanqing said.

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