The monk followed the monk who greeted me and met the monk, but Yin didn't take it seriously and waited for Kangxi's imperial approval.

In the early morning, Yin stayed in Yiken'er and played in the courtyard, while Qingyan designed the decoration plan of Yuelai Inn in the study, and Hutuli Fengsheng Zalafen slept quietly in the cradle.

Yiken'er stole outside the window of the inner sleeping room and often turned his head behind him. He was the same age as Hutulifengsheng Zalafen, and he wanted to exercise with Ama in the morning, so she fell asleep in Youyou's bed.

"Concentrate!" Yin suddenly said.

Yiken'er shuddered in an instant. His Ama never talked about his sister, but only treated him fiercely.

As he finished speaking, he focused on the trunk not far away and put his hands around his waist.

After a cup of tea, his little fat legs began to tremble, his face was covered with sweat. He pursed his lips and said nothing. His stubborn temperament made him absolutely not beg for mercy.

"Are you tired?" Yin looked at his son's stubborn expression and felt particularly distressed, but he could not relax his requests generously.

The road that the prince and the princes will face in the future is not clear. The royal princes will have to enjoy as much glory as they want, and the faithful efforts they have to put in on weekdays.

"Not tired!" Yi Ken said breathlessly.

"Forget it, let's be here first today." Yin picked up the little guy from the ground, and a look of concern flashed in his eyes.

In the royal family, strict fathers and kind mothers are popular. Qingyan must take on the responsibility of comforting her. When facing her daughter, the position of their husband and wife is exchanged, and Yin takes on the responsibility of coaxing her daughter.

"Yiken, don't give up?" Yin would not do it directly and not communicate with his sons as he used to do. This move will make his sons alienate themselves.

Yiken pouted slightly, muttering inside, saying that if he treated everyone equally, there would be no such trouble.

"No!" Yiken said angrily.

Yin picked up Yiken's eh, and the father and son sat directly on the chair in the corridor. His big hand touched his son's little bald head.

"Yiken'er, you are Ah Ka and the eldest son. In the future, you will sit in Ah Ma's position to support the entire family, protect Emoto, and protect Hutulifengsheng Zalafen." Yin asked Yiken'er to stand on the chair and look directly at him.

Yiken looked at Yin with bright eyes, as if what he said was right, but why did he get up so early?

"In the royal family, Mafa loves you because you are young now. When you are 3 years old, you will have to take your coursework every time you see you. Remember Ama's words, how much rights you enjoy, how much effort you have to put in." After Yin finished speaking, Yiken lit his little head and said that he had remembered it.

He raised his chest and said, "Ama, Yiken will exercise well to protect his mother and Hutulifengsheng Zalafen."

After staying with Kangxi for a long time, Yiken's E-e is more mature than ordinary princes. He will pay attention to the every move of the servants around him. It is a bit bad. Yiken's E-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-

He rarely annoys Qingyan with this matter. The small actions he handled quietly also appeared, and he turned a blind eye to it.

"Well, so behaved, go in and wake up my sister, let's have breakfast together." Yin Fang Yiken got off the ground, and he went to the study and saw Qingyan busy drawing pictures. Every Yuelai Inn was full of effort from Qingyan, and those servants were myopia-related.

He got a cup of tea from the kang table and handed it to Qingyan.

"Have you taught your son a lesson?" Qing Yan put down the brush in his hand and looked at him with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Yin nodded: "Of course, we must cultivate Yiken'er from an early age. We cannot accompany Hutulifengsheng Zalafen for the rest of our lives. Yiken'er can take care of his sister for the rest of our lives. Perhaps Songkriyierha must also be taken care of by Yiken'er."

In a conversation a few days ago, Yin Xian's pull-ups were always a little depressed and did not want to get involved in the battle against the throne. If he could have only one daughter, could the people behind him calm down?

"Hmm?" Qing Yan was stunned. Shouldn't Yin have a legitimate son?

Yin Genjue Luo is extremely favored, and there will definitely be a legitimate son between them. Yi Ken'er will probably take care of that little brother directly.

"My mom" Hutuli Fengsheng Zalaffen's soft voice sounded. Yiken'er and Hutuli Fengsheng Zalaffen stood at the door, looking at them with two pairs of phoenix eyes.

Every time Qingyan saw the children's eyes, she sighed in her heart, the genes of the Aisin Gioro family are too strong, and every child has the eyes of a phoenix.

"Little girl, are you washing up?" Qing Yan found that his daughter spoke very quickly. Sometimes, she could eat her voice, but Yi Ken said evenly, and their temperaments began to slowly develop.

"Hutuli Fengsheng Zalafen has a washing up." The little girl sometimes couldn't remember her name. When Yin and Qingyan wanted to ask her to answer, they had to recite their name again.

The little girl was wearing a pink palace outfit and combed her head into a double bun with two silk cloths.

"Yiken, are you sleeping well?" Qingyan handed the daughter in her arms to Yin, picked up Yiken and asked.

Both of them have a habit of picking up children when they talk to them so that they can usually help their children.

"Yes, mom, I'm still standing on horseback!" Yiken's expression was praising me, and he could see clearly that Yan felt warm in his heart. She kissed him on his chubby little face.

Cough cough cough!

A cough came from Yin's direction, and the mother and son quickly turned around and looked at him.

"Ama, are you sick?" Hutulifengsheng Zalafen in Yin's arms asked anxiously.

Puff!

Qingyan had some plays off, and Yin was obviously warning them not to get too close, but Hutuli Fengsheng Zalafen thought Yin's throat was uncomfortable.

"Hutulifengsheng Zalafen, you idiot!" Yiken'er said directly.

"Don't talk about sister." Yin said directly.

"Yes!" Yiken put his mouth down. Ahma was so obvious that he thought he was sick.

Under Geyiken's hint, Hutulifengsheng Zalafen found some clues inside, and she covered her little mouth and laughed.

"Look, my daughter thinks you are childish!" Qing Yan rolled her eyes and walked straight to the dining room with Yikeng'er. On the way in the past, Yikeng'er kept twisting on her.

"My mom, Yikan has to go to the ground and never be held!" Kangxi taught Yikan has to have the style of a prince outside.

When Qingyan heard Yiken's request, he placed him directly on the ground, took his left hand and walked forward.

Yiken stood up with his small breasts and walked forward step by step. In the corridor, the servants saluted their masters one after another.

At this time, Yin walked behind with Hutulifengsheng Zalafen in his arms, standing behind them, protecting themselves.
Chapter completed!