My emperor loves thin waist

Chapter 326

After reviewing the last memorial, Zhao Hongyou let out a long breath and took a sip from the teacup. Thinking of Su Qinwan and his two children, the corner of his mouth couldn't help but smile.

At this time, the little ones must have woken up, and the little fox should be with them.Missing his wife and children in his heart, he couldn't bear it any longer, patted Yipao, lifted his legs and went out, heading straight for Fengkun Palace.

"Princess, don't run so fast, be careful of falling!" Banling's eager cry spread in the garden, and also reached the ears of Zhao Hongyou who had just arrived.

Zhao Hongyou stopped, and saw a small red figure in front of him laughing and dodging the court ladies and eunuchs. The little guy was obviously being funny, so he stopped after running for a while, turned around and patted Xiaopang at them. She laughed and danced with her hands, and when the crowd got close, she screamed and ran away with her short legs, and the bell on her little hand made a burst of "ring, bell, ding" as she ran. 'The crisp sound.

Zhao Hongyou laughed, he was so naughty and teasing, he didn't think about anything other than his precious daughter, Princess Pingle.

He strode towards the little red figure, and when he was getting close, he coughed a few times and asked loudly, "Where is my little princess?"

"Here is the little princess!" A little girl with a crooked smile and a red face popped out of the flowers with a 'swish', and shouted cheerfully at him with her short hands raised.

Zhao Hongyou laughed loudly, stepped forward to pick up the little guy, and lifted it up high, "So the little princess is hiding here!"

Xiao Pingle was so happy that he couldn't stop laughing, holding his neck tightly with a pair of small hands, rubbing against him coquettishly, "Father, Father, why did you come here? I miss you!"

Zhao Hongyou was ironing in his heart, hugging his limp baby daughter with one hand, and gently wiped the sweat stains on her face with the other, "Father also misses you, when father is away, do you obediently listen to mother's words?"

"Pingle is so good, even better than my elder brother. Pingle gave my mother a ball of thread, my elder brother a pen, and left delicious food for my father..." Xiao Pingle rubbed his fat fingers, and put the stuff he made Count the good things one by one.

Zhao Hongyou listened to her childish speech with a smile, and carried her to the main hall with steady steps.

Su Qinwan, who had already been notified, held her son's little hand and stood at the door to welcome the return of the father and daughter. Seeing the youngest daughter hugging her father and chirping and praising herself, she was both angry and funny, and stretched out her arms. She reached out to gently pinch her fleshy face, and teased, "Yeah, I got a ball of thread for my mother, and the thread got tangled everywhere; Dirty; I left something delicious for my father, but I took it out secretly and took a big bite, and now the rest is probably only the size of a fingernail."

Seeing that Su Qinwan had exposed her words, Xiao Pingle shyly hid her face on Zhao Hongyou's chest and kept rubbing it.

Zhao Hongyou patted her on the back amusedly, and coaxed softly, "Pingle is obedient and filial, and she already knows how to help her mother and elder brother with things, it's really amazing!"

Su Qinwan gave him an annoyed look, "Just spoil her, sooner or later you will spoil her into lawlessness!"

Zhao Hongyou smiled slightly, and coaxed the daughter in his arms for a while, until she was so happy again, and then stretched out his hand to rub the head of his son who was standing quietly aside, his tone was still soft, but compared to talking When she was a daughter, she was a little more serious, "How many words did you learn today?"

"Five!" The little child's eyes lit up, and he raised his head and stretched out five fat and short fingers. With a chubby little face, he looked very similar to Zhao Hongyou.

Zhao Hongyou praised him without hesitation, "You've done a good job, go and show your father what you've written."

"Okay..." The three-year-old little prince immediately stepped forward with his short feet, 'thumping' to get what he had learned today.

Su Qinwan pouted and pinched the back of his hand secretly, "He is only three years old, and the children of ordinary families are only five years old at the earliest. Wouldn't it be too much for you to do this?"

At the same age of three, his daughter was spoiled by him and played mischievously all day long, while his son had begun to learn how to read.

Taking advantage of Xiao Pingle in his arms not paying attention, Zhao Hongyou quickly stole the incense on his wife's lips, and then said with a smile, "Don't worry, I will not force him, even if I teach him to read, it is because of his interest." As a result, although he is young, he has a calm temperament, different from Pingle..."

"I'm here!" Hearing his father mention his name, Xiao Pingle responded loudly with a smile again.

The husband and wife looked at each other, both couldn't help laughing.

Su Qinwan squeezed her soft and fleshy little hands, and said amusedly, "Knowing that you are here, no one dares to forget you!"

The little guy smiled so much that his big eyes narrowed, Zhao Hongyou was so happy that he couldn't help kissing and kissing that little cheek again and again.

(End of this chapter)