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Chapter 800: Extra: Imperial Manor (Part )
early morning.

I don’t know which naughty bird it was, but it started chirping on the branches before dawn, so melodiously and joyfully.

The birdsong did not stop until the sun was high in the sky.

The door that had been tightly closed was gently pushed open. The empress stepped out, already fully dressed, with a bright pink complexion on her fair face, sparkling eyes, and a charming smile.

In comparison, Lord Changning seemed to have unsteady steps and would occasionally rub his waist.

A little farewell is better than a wedding.

I was really crazy last night.

Jiang Shaohua pursed his lips and smiled, "I'm going to run around the imperial farm. You don't have to go, go back and have a rest."

Cui Du said stubbornly: "I'm not tired at all. I'll run with you."

Jiang Shaohua did not expose him, and nodded obediently: "Okay."

Jiang Shaohua's running lap was a literal jog. She could have run faster, but she slowed down her pace to accommodate her husband Cui Du's weak legs.

The early spring breeze blows slowly, carrying the fragrance of green grass and wheat seedlings.

Jiang Shaohua sighed contentedly: "I haven't been so relaxed and at ease for a long time."

Looking back on the past year or so, she had spent every day in a busy and toilsome manner. She had to switch between different faces when facing the people in the palace or the ministers in the court, using all her tricks to make them submit, and she also had to worry about the state affairs and the people of the country from time to time. Such days were indeed tiring.

When she arrived at the imperial farm, she felt as if she had returned to Nanyang County and to her vibrant girlhood.

Cui Du looked at Jiang Shaohua's bright and beautiful smile, his heart warmed, and he reached out and held Jiang Shaohua's hand: "If you like it here, stay a few more days."

Jiang Shaohua winked playfully: "I do have this plan. I will return to the palace when Prime Minister Chen urges me."

After running for a while, Cui Du felt exhausted and slowed down his pace, panting.

Jiang Shaohua smiled, slowed down his pace, and walked forward slowly, arm in arm with Cui Du.

Song Yuan led more than a hundred guards to protect him. There were hundreds of farmers in the imperial farm, and their identities and backgrounds had been checked several times. However, with the example of the death squad in the palace, Song Yuan was particularly cautious.

Jiang Shaohua had long been accustomed to having his personal guards accompanying him, and so had Cui Du. The couple walked hand in hand intimately, chatting and laughing from time to time.

I wandered around like this for an hour before finally returning home in excitement.

As soon as I came back, I had to face Princess Baoer's unhappy little face.

"Bad mother."

"Dad is bad."

Princess Baoer, who was only one year old, was unable to express her dissatisfaction with her parents sneaking out without her, and she kept saying these words over and over again.

Cui Du felt guilty when he saw his daughter's accusing eyes, so he jumped forward and squatted down to comfort his daughter. However, the daughter was young and had a bad temper. She twisted her chubby little body and ignored her father.

Cui Du was at a loss, and turned to look at Jiang Shaohua helplessly. Jiang Shaohua walked forward with a smile, picked up her daughter, and with a little force from her right hand, Baoer was thrown high into the air amid the exclamations of the crowd, and then landed steadily in her mother's arms, and was thrown up again.

The two nurses were very nervous and stared at Bao'er closely. But Bao'er was not afraid at all, and kept giggling in the air. When he fell into his mother's arms, he laughed even more happily.

This was Baoer's favorite game. However, the nurses did not dare to do it, fearing that they would hurt the princess. They did not have the strength to do it. Only the empress could throw a child weighing more than 20 kilograms, like throwing a sandbag, easily and effortlessly. After playing this game for more than ten times, the mother and daughter became friends again.

Baoer put his arms around his mother's neck, leaned over to her lips, and gave her a big kiss.

Cui Du looked at her with tears in his eyes and leaned closer: "Bao'er, kiss daddy."

Baoer was very generous. With a smack, he left a pool of saliva on his father's face.

Cui Du didn't mind at all, grinning and said, "Mom has held you for so long, let Dad hold you for a while. Don't tire your mom out."

Jiang Shaohua glanced at him with a smile: "You have been walking with me for half a day, are you sure you still have the strength to hold my daughter?"

Cui Du still said stubbornly: "I'm not tired, I can carry you."

Jiang Shaohua then gave Baoer to Cui Du.

The family of three had lunch together. Cui Du carefully put a bib on his daughter and served her. Baoer had eight teeth. She put oily braised pork on the soft rice, drizzled some soup on it, and mixed it. It was Baoer's favorite lunch.

Cui Du wanted to feed Baoer, but Baoer pushed his father's hand away, grabbed the wooden spoon with his little hands, and insisted on eating by himself. At least half of the bowl of rice was spilled, and it was all over the table and clothes.

Cui Du smiled helplessly at Jiang Shaohua and said, "My daughter may be young, but she has a bad temper. I don't know who she inherited this stubborn temper from."

Jiang Shaohua raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Since it doesn't look like you, it must look like me."

That's right, Jiang Shaohua has had a personality and temper since she was a child. The young Baoer is very much like her when she was young.

These are the original words of Prime Minister Chen.

What Cui Du loved most was Jiang Shaohua's confident, calm and radiant look. He chuckled and held her hand.

As a result, when her hand was halfway extended, it was pushed away by her daughter. Baoer angrily snatched her mother's hand and announced loudly: "Mom, it's mine."

Cui Du didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He reached out to hold Bao'er's other chubby hand: "Mother is yours, and father is yours too. Be good, Bao'er. Both father and mother love you the most."

Baoer was satisfied then. He held his mother in one hand and his father in the other, happily letting them play with him.

Cui Du let his daughter sit on his neck, holding her little hand, and kept singing. When he got tired, Jiang Shaohua took over the energetic daughter, throwing her up and catching her.

Cui Du was busy in the imperial farm on weekdays, and Jiang Shaohua was in the palace, so they had very little time to spend with Baoer. It was rare for the couple to put aside all the trivial matters of government affairs and spend time with their daughter, enjoying the joy of family.

Just as Jiang Shaohua expected, Prime Minister Chen directly took charge of all government affairs and did not disturb the Empress's leisure time at all.

After spending seven or eight days leisurely like this, and seeing that the spring ploughing season was approaching, Jiang Shaohua finally felt guilty and prepared to take Baoer back to the palace.

Cui Du was going to stay in the imperial manor to work hard, and he was reluctant to leave. He reached out and hugged his wife and daughter: "I really don't want you to leave."

Jiang Shaohua smiled softly and said, "After the spring ploughing is over and I have some free time, I will bring Baoer to stay at the Royal Manor for a while."

However, he whispered jokingly, "I'm afraid you're so tired that your waist and legs are weak."

Cui Du straightened his back instantly: "I am so young and strong, how can my waist and legs be sore? Your Majesty, just come and try."

Jiang Shaohua was so amused that he chuckled.

Baoer didn't understand the affectionate teasing of his parents, and lay contentedly in his mother's arms. When he was carried to the carriage, he waved to his tearful father.