Author: Qing Yunmo

No one in the group went in.

After all, it is a temple, and it is not appropriate for Wuyangyang to let so many people in.

Yun Zhao stood at the door holding Xiao Yandi. After holding the child for a while, he felt that the child was heavy, so he put it into Xiao Changyin's arms.

Xiao Changyin: "..."

He squinted his eyes and was about to warn his son who was misbehaving in his arms and was obviously going to do something bad.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Yandi seemed to have discovered his intention. He stretched out his hands and pouted at his mother, threatening to make thunder without rain.

Just then, there were a lot of footsteps in the distance, which attracted his attention.

The Queen lived in Qingliang Temple for more than a year and lived very comfortably.

After listening to the guard's report, she asked her grandma to pack her things. After she finished packing and said goodbye to the host, she walked out.

"Is this Yiyi?" The queen saw it at a glance, carefully touched Xiao Yandi's cheek, and then looked at Yun Zhao, "Look, these eyes are exactly the same as Zhao Zhao's."

Hearing this, the man's eyes became gentle. He hugged the child tightly, but his eyelids twitched unconsciously.

The next moment, his hands felt wet and hot, and his face turned dark.

The queen was startled, "What's going on..."

Yun Zhao tried her best to hold it back, but she still kept laughing and quietly gave her little one a thumbs up.

When Xiao Yandi was praised by his mother, he twisted his little body proudly, then raised his head and faced his father provocatively, "Humph."

He doesn't speak many words, and he always likes to speak one word at a time.

If he spoke too many words, he would have to pause for a long time.

After the queen was stunned, she couldn't help but laugh, "Fortunately, there is still room to change clothes, go in and change before you come back."

Therefore, Xiao Changyin could only hold the child and clothes and go into the temple's backyard to change clothes.

He took off the child's clothes and slapped his fleshy buttocks.

Xiao Yandi pursed his lips and looked around subconsciously. After seeing no familiar person, he didn't cry. Instead, he snorted again, making a babyish sound, which did not give his father any face.

After changing clothes and coming out, Xiao Changyin naturally sat in the carriage at the back, alone.

Yun Zhao and the queen were sitting in a carriage with their children in their arms.

Xiao Changyin was dissatisfied, but no matter how dissatisfied he was, he could not object to his mother.

So he could only sit alone in the carriage.

As for the Queen, she really cares about children.

When the child was just born, Yun Zhao was filled with worries about what he would do if he remained so ugly.

As the days go by, the child gradually opens up, and it can be seen that he is based on the strengths of his parents.

The queen has met several of the prince's legitimate sons and concubines, and she can guarantee that among these children, they are definitely the best-looking ones.

Xiao Yandi was usually sensible and good at seeing colors. Seeing that his father was very respectful to the person in front of him, he lay peacefully in the queen's arms and behaved like a good boy.

He stretched out his hand and grabbed the jade string in the queen's hand, and then held the Yingluo, coaxing the queen to take off almost all the jewelry, and also picked ones that would not poke the child's skin.

Yun Zhao didn't know whether to laugh or cry at his behavior. When the queen went down midway, she touched his ear and said, "Don't do anything bad in the future."

Once or twice might be an accident, but how could it be three or four times?

Xiao Yandi opened a pair of eyes that were very similar to Yun Zhao's and blinked innocently.

As if to say, he doesn't know anything.

She knew the son she gave birth to best, so she would not be deceived by his innocent appearance.

Yun Zhao spread his hands and said, "If you do bad things again, I won't care if your father beats you."

Xiao Yandi felt aggrieved, hummed twice, reached out to hold his mother's hand, shook it, and blinked as if coquettishly.

Yun Zhao felt as soft as cotton and almost laughed.

Finally, I pinched my arm to hold back.

She looked at Xiao Yandi and saw that he was still pretending to be innocent, so she simply hugged him down.

Throw it into the carriage behind and into Xiao Changyin's arms.

Xiao Changyin, who was reading a book: "..."

Everyone has already come here, how could he let them go so easily?

So when the queen got on the carriage, she was faced with an empty carriage.

Aunt Feng came over, and Yun Zhao opened the car curtain and was about to get out.

Xiao Changyin stretched out his hand to grab her waist, and picked up Xiao Yandi's back collar with the other hand, "Mommy, please give them to the queen one by one."

Aunt Feng: "..." Why do your Highness's words sound so strange?

Xiao Yandi thought he was joking with him, so he behaved well while being carried.

It just moved in the direction of Yun Zhao.

Aunt Feng's eyes twitched, feeling that His Highness was carrying a child like a dog, so she ouched and hurriedly picked up the child.

Yun Zhao couldn't bear it. Just when he was about to follow, he couldn't help but rise into the air.

She exclaimed, covered her mouth and stared at the man.

Xiao Changyin unhurriedly put the person back to his position, squeezed her hand again, lightly scratched her palm with his fingertips, and then said lightly, "He is a man, always following him stickyly.

What does it look like next to my mother?"

Yun Zhao looked in disbelief and lowered his voice angrily, "He is only nine months old and still a child. Why can't a nine-month-old child cling to his mother?"

"When I was alone for nine months... hiss..."

Yun Zhao stretched out his hand and twisted his arm hard. This time he used so much force that his fingers turned white. "Do you still remember what happened to you nine months ago?"

Xiao Changyin: "...I don't remember."

Yun Zhao: "..."

I don’t even remember how I had the nerve to talk about my son.

Besides, how can you expect anything from a nine-month-old child?

Didn't you just pee on him a few times? Stingy.

Yun Zhao originally wanted to talk to Xiao Yandi and ask him not to deliberately tease his father in crowded places in the future.

Now she doesn't want to say it.

Let them be.

She closed her eyes and leaned to the side, preparing to sleep.

Xiao Changyin sat down with her and said, "Zhaozhao, don't be angry."

Yun Zhao didn't want to talk to him. She thought this man was really weird and interesting.

"I also want to think about it. The burden on him is heavy. It would be better to stand up earlier."

Yun Zhao laughed angrily, opened his eyes and patted the hand he stretched out, "He is only nine months old and can't walk easily. How can he stand upright?"

"Also, if he has a burden on him, can't you, a father, help him?"

She didn't understand what kind of burden a nine-month-old child could carry?

Yun Zhao didn't know what Xiao Changyin was thinking at this time. If she knew, she would be really angry.

Xiao Changyin coughed slightly uncomfortably, "Okay, I'm jealous."

Yun Zhao: "..."

When she heard this, she didn't want to talk to him anymore. She took out the handkerchief from her sleeve and threw it into his arms, saying angrily, "You're not serious."
Chapter completed!