Nanyan took a step forward and was about to ask, but suddenly, a fat little hand raised, grabbed her hair and pulled it hard.

"ah!"

Nan Yan's head was tilted.

When I saw my son, I saw my chubby boy, a chubby little brat, tightly grabbed a thigh of his hair, pulled it down hard, and giggled while pulling it.

The sound is as crisp as new bamboo shoots after a thunderstorm.

Nan Yan was still a little overwhelmed for a moment, and Zhu Feng's voice came from his ears, saying, "That's it."

"ah?"

Nan Yan was stunned again, turned to look at him, and saw Zhu Feng put a batch of copies of the letters on his right hand and said leisurely: "This is how he is 'close' with people."

"ha?"

Nanyan said laughing and crying: "Who taught him?"

Zhu Feng said lightly: "Who can teach such a young child?"

“…”

"According to me, born."

“…”

"Who knows who gave birth to it."

Seeing that he had the leisure to fight with him, Nan Yan was about to get rid of his hair, and his son was about to get rid of his hair, he screamed in pain. But Cheng Jun seemed very happy, grabbed her hair and didn't let go, and screamed with her.

The entire imperial study room is as lively as the New Year.

Seeing that Nan Yan was in great pain, Zhu Feng got up and walked over, pinched the child's little hand, spread his fingers apart bit by bit, and rescued Nan Yan's strand of hair.

Cheng Jun actually giggled at them.

Nan Yan kept rubbing his head and complaining, "He is only a few months old, why is he so strong? It hurts so much!"

Zhu Feng couldn't help laughing.

First, he reached out to help her rub the painful area, then turned his head with a stern face, tapped his son's chubby little nose, and said seriously: "Don't you treat your mother like this, do you know?"

"Hehe, hahaha."

"Your mother has given her life to give birth to you, and you have to be filial to her."

“Wow.”

"Have you heard it?"

As he said, he poked the child's forehead again. His hand strength was different from that of Nan Yan. After only a little effort, the child's forehead turned redder a little.

Nan Yan was still crying in pain, but when he saw him like this, he immediately protected him: "Your Majesty, don't talk about him, how young he is, how can you understand?"

This time, Zhu Feng became serious.

He said: "You must teach me whether you can understand it or not. He is my son, the King of Han of the Great Yan Dynasty, and has been a role model for the world since he was a child."

“…”

"No matter what the future is, no matter what Cheng Xuan is like..."

As he said that, he looked down at his smiling fat son and said, "I always have high hopes for him."

“…”

"He can't grow crooked."

Hearing this, Nan Yan seemed to feel a little emotional in his heart.

In fact, she understood better than Zhu Feng that the innocent and vicious nature of children is even more terrifying than adults doing evil.

In fact, she has suffered greatly since childhood.

But in fact, who is born a villain? It’s just that my parents didn’t teach me.

Si Mulan and Si Muzhen have not received really good teachings since childhood, so they have a tragic ending; while Si Muyun has been taught by his uncle in time to prevent him from walking on the evil path.

Although he is not a strong official now, he can take on the responsibility of revitalizing his family's lintel.

Cheng Jun was named King of Han shortly after he was born. What a glory this is.

Without relatively noble virtues, such blessings and glory will crush a person. Zhu Feng has hope for him and has the same strict requirements. It is true.

She just whispered: "Your Majesty, don't hit him casually."

Zhu Feng gave her a blank look: "This is also my biological child!"

Nan Yan laughed.

The three of them laughed and made a fuss. It was getting late and they could not delay any longer. Zhu Feng returned to the table to concentrate on reviewing the memorials, and Nanyan also carried the child to the other side to play with him.

After all, mother and son are in love.

Although he seemed a little unfamiliar with her at first, the fat boy soon pestered her and stopped letting go.

Moreover, Nan Yan also found that this child was particularly strong.

He is only a few months old, and ordinary children can only lie down and pick them up. But even if he is lying on the bed, his calves are constantly kicking and kicking, he will never let them go easily.

When Nan Yan lay him on the bed, he was even happier.

The big head was shaking desperately, accompanied by crisp laughter.

Zhu Feng reviewed the memorials aside. Although he still had some worries to deal with, he always had a faint smile on his lips.

Time should be like this, long and quiet.

Although the wind and waves never stop because of their prayers, as long as there are people around you, you will not be afraid of any difficulties.

I don’t know how long it took, but Zhu Feng finally finished today’s memorial.

After putting down the imperial pen, he noticed that the laughter on the other side seemed to have stopped for a long time.

I got up and went over to see it, and couldn't help laughing.

Nanyan leaned against the couch and fell asleep.

She has been working hard these days, and she only solved everything yesterday. Before she could cultivate well, she had to play with this energetic fat boy. She thought she was exhausted and could no longer hold on.

Cheng Jun finally got tired after playing for the past half a day.

He fell asleep in his mother's arms, his little butt raised high.

Looking at this scene, Zhu Feng's eyes were always calm and sharp, and at this moment, they were as gentle as spring water, and they were almost softening.

He didn't want to wake them up.

However, this kid is so fat that even if he lies on himself, he is still heavy. Sleeping in Nanyan's arms will make her feel uncomfortable.

Now, Nan Yan just frowned and felt very uncomfortable when he slept.

So he walked over and gently picked Cheng Jun up from her arms.

The child was sleeping heavily and didn't notice it at all. The saliva at the corner of his mouth was tied into a thread and flowed to Nanyan's body.

Zhu Feng gritted his teeth and held back his laughter. He took the fat boy out and handed it over to the nurse who had been guarding outside. He asked them to take good care of him. He turned back to the imperial study room.

Nanyan slept a little better.

But there was no pillow on the couch, and her neck was falling to one side. I was afraid she would have to be stiff and she would feel uncomfortable when she woke up.

So Zhu Feng gently picked her up and prepared to take her to the bed.

She also slept heavily.

When I picked it up, I was completely unconscious. I murmured a few words, and hugged him in his arms with my hands.

Zhu Feng held back his laughter and whispered: "It's still the same as a child."

As he was speaking, the voice of Eunuch Yu came from the gate behind him: "Emperor, Doctor Xue is here."

Zhu Feng looked back and saw Xue Yun standing at the door with Eunuch Yu.
Chapter completed!