Chapter 143

"Woo woo, she doesn't want me anymore."

"My mother didn't want me."

"She didn't leave me, she didn't leave me, she hit me yesterday, I can forget, why don't you leave me..."

Lu Yilan Intelligence quotient.

However, the light wet between the trouser legs still makes Lu Yilan a little embarrassed. She seldom comforts this kind of child. She has no experience and can only rub Junzi Yu's hair.

Soft black hair in the hands of the feeling of blooming, she is not tired, but found in her legs choking people, slowly did not move.

I was surprised to see that he fell asleep.

Helpless.

In winter, if you are lucky enough to pass by Meiyuan, you will see a rare scene in the whole state of Jin.

The indifferent and courteous prince was rarely impolite once. He held the five-year-old prince in his arms and went to the prince's office step by step.

The red plum blossom in the plum garden seems to be the most beautiful background between two people.

Lu Yilan looked down at the person in his arms. His long eyelashes were curled up and tears were still hanging on his head. His delicate face became more and more lovely in the fur. He couldn't help poking his cheek with his fingers. It was soft and greasy.

After staring at her for a while, Junzi Yu suddenly hugged her very hard.

Zheng Leng for a moment, Lu Yilan smiles.

I didn't expect that the fourth task would be so arduous to raise a child who was destined to grow crooked.

To make Junzi Yu happy, there is no doubt that to keep the state of Jin, to let him have a warm childhood, father love, mother love, family love, to make him become a Mingjun, not to die, it is best to find a true love for him.

Thanks to this identity.

Junzi Yu is such a tender grass that Lu Yilan really can't get down to his mouth.

Junzi Yu settled down in the prince's office.

The next morning, Lu Yilan went to wake him up. In winter, children like to stay in bed. Junzi Yu is no exception. He hides in the quilt and refuses to move.

Lu Yilan directly came to an assassin's mace and pulled down the quilt.

"Ah

"What are you doing?"

"It's up." Lu Yilan has already sorted out himself, "eleven, it's time."

"Don't call me eleven!" Bed of small is too direct hair, "call me son Yu."

"Eleven, up."

"I -"

Lu Yilan gently laughed, "if you don't get up again, aren't you cold?"

She says, gentleman Yu just discovers, quilt cup lifted, cold air enters a body, he hit a yawn abruptly, then put on clothes shivering.

After washing, Lu Yilan took the man to his study and asked him to write, recite poems and ancient prose. The situation was a little bad.

Junzi Yu didn't learn anything in the Queen's palace and didn't enlighten him. After seeing the original master's calligraphy and paintings, he quietly put away his dog climbing words and said nothing.

But he thought, hum, brother Huang is already 12 years old. When he is 12 years old, he will know more and learn better.

However -

Lu Yilan made a move, especially in the face.

If you want Junzi Yu to study hard, you should stimulate his competitive spirit.

As a son born in the palace, and grew up in a pampered manner, he has not experienced any storm. The only thing that gentleman Yu can see all over is to be paranoid and stubborn.

Let Junzi Yu try all the things here.

Lu Yilan invited the ninth Prince Junzi Ming.

At the age of six, I have been involved in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting Little boy.

"Come on, eleven. Look at it. It's written by Xiao Jiu."

"Have you heard Xiao jiubei's poem?"

"He's one year older than you. Oh, forget, he's not a year old yet."