Chapter 832

After dinner, mu Qingge wanted to take them to play, but the palace people came to report that Ji Ziyan had something urgent to deal with himself.

Listening to the report of the palace, Ji Ziyan rubbed his forehead, and Rong Zhan's face dropped slightly.

Ji Ziyan looked at it and said with a smile, "I'll go back alone, and you'll play with my mother."

Rong Zhan raised his head, and his eyes were dark and bright, but he quickly lowered his head, "no, I will be punished."

"Well, my mother knows you're going to be punished."

Mu Qingge didn't understand why her son was so stubborn and firm when he was young. She also scratched his beautiful chin and said, "Zhan Er, being punished is just writing more words and taking more time. It doesn't have to be done in the morning, right?"

Rong Zhan blinked, hesitated and nodded.

"Yes, we can go and play first, and then be punished, isn't it the same?" After that, she crouched down like a child, pursed her lips and blinked, "my mother's concubine bumped all the way. She was very tired, so she wanted to play with zhan'er. It's not good for us to play during the day and be punished at night?"

“……”

Ji Ziyan was speechless.

In this world, there is no mother with a six-year-old child coquetry, but also a school of nature, do not feel embarrassed.

So shameless, only she can do it.

Rong Zhan said that he was tired after listening to Mu Qingge. He also remembered that his father had said that his mother and concubine seemed to love playing. As a child, how could he not be filial?

His little finger pulled a piece of Mu Qingge's clothes, struggling under his heart, and looked at Ji Ziyan.

Ji Ziyan gave him a smile.

Rong Zhan said: "OK, go to play."

"Zhan'er is so nice."

Mu Qingge just stood up, took Rong Zhan's hand with a smile, and patted the shoulder of the youth around him with one hand, "Yan'er, then you can go back to the palace, and we can play everywhere by ourselves."

"Good."

Ji Ziyan nodded, "little mother, you should be careful. I will send someone to follow you secretly."

"Well."

They said goodbye.

The so-called go play, the principle of proximity, mu Qingge first takes Rong Zhan to walk around the streets, here to eat and drink try, here to see the good-looking stop, fun Street things, such as still set things, lead the children to play.

She always had more fun than her son.

Rong Zhan feels novel at the beginning and will play with it.

But in general, they all stand in a deep and steady way, not cheering like ordinary children.

However, all day long, his eyes were moist and bright, his cheeks were red, and he was obviously happy.

One morning to play in the evening, he urged several times, mu Qingge reluctantly took him home.

Rong Zhan keeps in mind that he will be punished. He wants to go back to the palace and be watched by Ji Ziyan.

Mu Qingge asks the palace to report Ji Ziyan. Rong Zhan doesn't go back tonight and stays here with her.

Rong Zhan's ears were red. He hung his head and pinched the corner of his clothes. He said in a soft voice, "my mother, you can't go unpunished. My father will be angry."

"I know."

Mu Qingge felt that his son was really cute. He poked his face with his fingertips, which was like a nest. He couldn't put it down more and more. "However, you don't have to stare at him to be punished. Can't I stare at him?"

What she said is very reasonable, and Rong Zhan can't refute it.

Mu Qingge led him back to the room and said, "besides, Zhan Er is so conscious that you don't have to stare at him when he is punished. My mother believes you can finish it consciously, right?" Muqingge no longer objects to being punished.

It's a very rare thing that she still has such self-consciousness and can form such a habit. She doesn't want to be kind to her mother and lose her son.

What a child insists on, she should let him insist.

"Well."

Mu Qingge's words made the child smile.

My father said that my mother was clever and considerate.

My father was right. My mother's wife had only seen him a few times and understood him.

splendid.

So, after going back to the room to drink a glass of water, mu Qingge personally gave the child the four treasures of the study and watched him write.

When he was writing, mu Qingge didn't want to leave him. After thinking about it, she asked people to buy color ink. When he was writing, she drew for him.

Rong Zhan writes carefully. After finishing his writing, he obediently goes to work without distraction.

When he came back, he saw that mu Qingge had drawn two portraits of him.

The child as like as two peas, as if he was a mirror, was like a mirror.

He was stunned.

"Is it good?"

My child is young but calm, few other expressions, this expression is particularly lovely, mu Qingge wrote it down, feel that I must draw it down later.

Rong Zhan's face turned red. "My mother's concubine painted well."

"Well done, it's natural." Mu Qingge is not modest at all, "but it's pretty, isn't it? After all, zhan'er is the best looking child. "

The child's low snow-white face showed two red ear tips, and said, "no, no..."

"Ha ha ha ha..."

When mu Qingge saw it, she felt very cute. She hugged him and gave him a few kisses. When the palace man brought water and said that she could take a bath for the little prince, she let him go to take a bath.

When he bathed, she quickly drew her son's dull look.

She drew very quickly. After painting, she did not paint. She also outlined her son's shy head and his ears.

That night, she outlined four portraits.

She is going to draw fine brushwork.

There is no camera in this world, and there is no way to record her child's growth, so she will try her best to draw for him.

This is also a way to record growth.

After Rong Zhan's bath, mu Qingge wipes his hair. Seeing that he has been staring at the portrait on the table, he smiles and kisses him without saying anything.

The child suddenly said, "mother, can I learn?"

"You want to learn?"

"Well."

The child nodded firmly, "your painting is different."

Mu light song a listen to, some accident: "how different?"

The child tilted his head for a long time and finally shook his head: "I don't know." All he knew was that he had never seen such a beautiful painting.

I've never seen anyone draw a person like looking in a mirror.

My father said that my mother's concubine is very powerful. It's true.

My father never cheated him.

His wife is really the best.

"It doesn't matter." Mu Qingge said in a soft voice, "if zhan'er wants to learn, she will teach."

The child listened, red ears, hesitated, stretched out his small arm, put his arm around her neck, and buried his face in her arms.

This is his first time, bold initiative close to her.

Mu Qingge's eyes are hot, and he hugs his soft little body.

After a moment of silence, she felt his steady little breath.

Mu Qingge gently moved the child, looking at his eyes closed, small face soft asleep.