Tang Feng covered his mouth and laughed constantly, "The master will also say that he will be talking to you every day in the future. Even if you think you may get along with him every day in the future, right?"

"I'm just talking about it...then, then he is Qi'er's nominal father. We look up and see each other without looking down, so we will naturally..."

"Master can take the baby away. How can he, a mortal, stop you? It's just that you don't want to leave the palace. Why is the master not wanting to leave the palace? Could it be that he is still thinking about the little things between the Dog Emperor and you in the past?" Tang Feng patted Zhaohua's shoulder and pretended to be honest: "Master is too afraid of mortals, so he refuses to open his heart, right?"

Tang Ye's words forced Zhaohua to say nothing for a while.

She never thought that one day she would be speechless by the clumsy Tang Feng.

It was already late at night when the two returned to the palace. They were used to having a little slut in the palace. They couldn't hear him making noise and always felt that something was missing.

I originally wanted to take Wangqi back from Wangshu, but I was afraid of trouble for the child, so I gave up.

Later, when Tang Feng saw Zhaohua tossing and turning, he couldn't sleep, he asked her, "Master, why don't we take the baby back?"

"Forget it, bear it, let's talk about it tomorrow." Zhaohua turned around and pulled the quilt higher.

Tang Feng teased her, "Is the master afraid of tossing the baby, or does he want him to stay with his own father for a while?"

"You have become more and more verbal recently. It would be fine if you don't say this. When Qi'er is with him, I can't let go of my heart."

Zhaohua said as he lifted the quilt and got up, saying, "No, I have to go to Zunyu Hall. The weather is getting colder. What should I do if Qi'er can't cover him well at night and get caught in a cold?"

Without waiting for Tang Feng to intervene, Zhaohua disappeared after a flash of effort.

*

She first went to the side hall of Zunyu Hall, and did not see Wang Qi in her infancy, but the wet nurse who was responsible for taking care of Qi was lying on the table and was sleeping.

Zhaohua cursed viciously, "I shouldn't have handed Qi'er over to him!"

She pushed open the door of the side hall and slapped the wet nurse's sleeping table hard, frightening her to wake her up suddenly.

The wet nurse wiped her saliva, looked at Zhaohua in panic, and stuttered: "You are..."

"Where is Qi'er? You are letting you look at the child, but you are sleeping peacefully here?"

The wet nurse said unjustly: "The Emperor said he wanted to take care of the child himself, so he took the child away from the side hall. I can't stop him..."

"He takes care of himself?" Zhao Hua was so angry that he was not even breastfeeding, "What can he take care of? What should he do if the child is hungry in the middle of the night?"

She muttered, and rushed to the bedroom angrily.

She wanted to kick the door open, but when she approached the bedroom, she heard the movement coming from inside.

"You little boy, you wake up seven or eight times a night. I don't know if you don't take you. Only after you take you did you realize that you bully your mother like this on weekdays? No wonder you always look at your mother's bad complexion these days, and they are serving you, the little ancestor when they are at night?"

"Don't move, why are you moving with your butt? Oh? Don't pee on my face...I..."

Zhaohua looked in through the crack in the door and saw Wang Shu changing his diapers for Wang Qi.

He mumbled and thought that Wang Qi was annoyed him, so he fired accurately into his mouth and urinated happily.

Zhaohua almost laughed out loud.

Later, Wangshu looked calm and said nothing. After changing Wangqi's diapers, he simply cleaned the stains on his body with clean water, changed into a new bedcloth, and then picked up Wangqi and walked out the door.

A big man like him, who had never taken care of a child, was tortured all night and thought that he couldn't help but hand over Wang Qi to the wet nurse.

So Zhaohua hid in the corner and observed secretly.

He expected that he did not take Wang Qi to find the wet nurse, but held the little guy and walked in the courtyard...

Wang Qi's eyes were wide open, his mouth was grinning, and he seemed not sleepy at all.

"You little guy, you like to walk outside without sleeping in the middle of the night, and you will be a night owl in the future."

Wangshu and Wangqi looked at each other and suddenly became serious, "Dad discuss something with you? Look, you are living in the palace with your mother and your mother refuses to marry her, then dad cannot recognize your son legitimately. Dad does not recognize you, you are just a wild child. When the wild child grows up, the little girl is not willing to play with you. If the little girl doesn't play with you, you will not be able to find a wife when she grows up. Do you think it's a miserable?"

Wang Qi seemed to be able to understand, his smile instantly disappeared from his face, and he raised his hand to slap him, the broken-mouthed father.

"It's useless to beat your father. If you don't want to be a wild child, you have to save yourself. Do you understand? After your mother comes back in two days, she will definitely pick you up from her father. When you go back with her, you will cry and make trouble for her when you have nothing to do. Then when your father goes to find you, you will kiss, hug and hold high, so that your mother will consider it for you, thinking that your father and you are blood relatives, and thinking that you can grow up safely and healthily, and maybe you will agree to your father's proposal."

Haha, what is he thinking about all day long?

A one-month-old child can’t tell him what he is.

It's a brain problem.

Zhaohua walked behind Wangshu calmly. Wangshu did not notice her appearance, but Wangqi saw his mother.

He was very happy, giggling, and stretched out his hand to the back of Wangshu's neck.

Wangshu thought he wanted to hug him, so he hugged him tightly, "Dad's look is still to kiss him~~~"

Wang Qi held his neck and stretched his little hand forward.

Zhaohua smiled and handed him his hand, then touched his chubby little face.

At this moment, I heard Wangshu say dyingly: "Actually, your mother is good at everything, but she has a little irritable temper. She is not irritable to others, but she seems to be irritable to me. Do you know what this is called? This should be the so-called trick of hard-to-get? She was deceived by a scumbag in the past, and her father was thinking, the scumbag was as beautiful as salt, her big belly was full of oil and water, and she didn't feel disgusted. How could your mother do it in the first place? Unlike her father, she is naturally beautiful and handsome, and even a fool knows how to choose, right?"

Zhaohua sneered coldly: "I thought you were just in front of me, but I didn't expect you to recite with a baby with relish. I really admire you."

Before Wangshu could react, she kicked him hard in the butt.

Before Wangshu fell to the ground, she cast a spell to take Wangzhi back into her arms.

Wangshuza fell down a dog and ate shit, lying on the ground and complained, "You, you! How did you eavesdrop on others?"
Chapter completed!