The fat princess is happy

chapter 45
The smile on the corner of Gong Yeye's mouth became thicker and thicker. Thinking about it carefully, Lin Xiaodai is really a curious woman. Her humorous words and bright smile make people want to get close to her. Will there be more discoveries in her inner world?Miyano could not wait any longer.

As the cool wind poured into the curtain, Lin Xiaodai subconsciously closed her cloak tightly. Her long black hair was disheveled in the wind, but her mind gradually calmed down.

Just a few days ago, she was secretly glad that at least God didn't arrange for her to be alone with Gong Yeye, and gave Chu Fenghua to accompany her to relieve boredom.

As expected, God tore up beautiful things as always. Chu Fenghua disappeared within a few days of her being proud.

As if he suddenly fell from the sky that day, appearing so strangely, disappearing so strangely.

I have guessed Chu Fenghua's real identity more than once, and saw countless sword marks on his chest by accident, and a strange pattern tattooed on his left shoulder, but it is impossible to find the answer only from his body. Lin Xiaodai also shamelessly peeked at his clothes and things that could represent his identity, but found nothing.

Let's just leave, Lin Xiaodai doesn't feel too sentimental anymore, she still has deadly Gu poison in her body, she should be more worried about herself.

It's been half a month, I don't know how is Ono far away in the capital?Did he eat on time, could he go to bed on time, could it be that she wasn't around to supervise him, he wasted his studies, he was incapable of learning, right?

Flicking her long hair, Lin Xiaodai felt that she was thinking too much. Xiao Ye is a very strong child, and he will not disappoint her.

As if he could feel Lin Xiaodai's longing from thousands of miles away, Lin Wangye suddenly woke up from the idea of ​​falling asleep, and suddenly sneezed.

"Mother must be missing me again." The little boy rubbed his finger against his nose and smiled happily.

This is a luxurious room, with a touch of naughtiness in the luxury. The floor is full of all kinds of interesting gadgets, and there are small bows and some wooden gadgets hanging on the wall. I know this is a child's room.

"Little prince, my lord invites you to have lunch." The maid Dong'er walked into the room and whispered the message.

"Understood!" Ono, who was sitting at the table with his head buried in writing, raised his head, put down his pen, and jumped off the table.

In Meilun Meihuan's living room, Gong Zhanfeng sat firmly at the table dressed in Ming brocade court clothes. The busy government affairs in the court carved a deeper sternness on his already stern and wild face, that sharp and noble look. The momentum makes people dare not look directly.

A small figure walked in from outside the gate. Although he was only a little bit big and not as high as Gong Zhanfeng's knees, he had a straight posture and steady steps, and he was more intimidating than normal children.

"Xiaoye, what words did the Taifu teach you to write today?" When Gong Zhan's cold eyes saw the little boy, his fatherly smile immediately filled his cold brows with the warmth of spring. She squatted down dotingly, hugged the little boy into her arms, and gently asked about his homework.

"I want to change my teacher, this teacher can't teach me." The childish voice said firmly.

The smile on Gong Zhanfeng's face froze again, and he pointed his little nose curiously and asked, "What's the matter? In the past half a month, you have changed six teachers in a row, the best in the whole capital." You have seen all the teachers in the school, but haven't you found one you are satisfied with?"

"No!" The little boy nodded firmly.

"Xiaoye, is it because you don't study hard, or is the teacher not teaching well?" Gong Zhanfeng's head started to hurt. Since he saw Xiaoye at the door half a month ago, he has always firmly believed that his road to a loving father has officially begun. Yes, although hearing the news of Lin Xiaodai's poisoning made him wish he could fly to her side to take care of her, but educating his children is also a major event in his life that he cannot ignore.

Chaos is imminent in the capital, he knows that he has nothing to do with himself, so he can only grit his teeth and endure the helplessness of Gong Yeye being by Lin Xiaodai's side, and devote all his energy to taking care of his son, but this child is too difficult to take care of, right?
It's not enough to run away the teacher's anger twice in three days. What made him even more horrified was that he actually drew bastards on the face of the teacher while the teacher was sleeping. Teacher, just like this, he was so angry that he was half dead, and he let go of it.

Gong Zhanfeng initially believed that the teacher's teaching method must be wrong, which made Xiaoye feel bored, but when he heard that all six teachers were angry and ran away, he realized that the method was correct, and it was his son who had a problem.

"What's the matter this time?" Gong Zhanfeng raised his face and asked the reason seriously. Although he really wanted to show his fatherly tenderness to Ono, he didn't take it seriously. He was afraid that he would lose his father's deterrence and make the child learn worse. .

"I want to draw a portrait of my mother, but the old master not only refuses to guide me, but also scolds me that I don't look like a picture." Ono pouted and said unhappily.

"Show me." Gong Zhanfeng's heart trembled slightly. It seemed that the child missed his mother too much, and that's why he had a polarized personality. What a poor child.

Ono took out his masterpiece from his arms and unfolded it in front of Gong Zhanfeng, who was instantly disturbed by the wind of thunder.

"Ono, listen to Uncle, your talent lies in civil and martial arts, as for painting... I don't think it's too late to learn after you grow up." Gong Zhanfeng really didn't want to hurt this young heart, he It's just... a very tactful persuasion.

"The uncle drew me a picture of my mother, I miss her so much." Ono blinked her big and pitiful eyes, and looked at Gong Zhanfeng expectantly.

Gong Zhanfeng couldn't resist his big watery eyes, so he could only grit his teeth and agree: "Okay, uncle will send you there tomorrow, okay?"

"Is it drawn by uncle himself?" Ono exclaimed happily.

Gong Zhanfeng forced a smile: "Of course I drew it myself."

"Then can you draw a picture of my mother smiling? I think my mother's smile is the most beautiful." Ono said pitifully.

"Laugh...Of course, just draw her smiling." Gong Zhanfeng already felt a little powerless. Although he remembered Lin Xiaodai's sweet smile, it was very difficult to draw it on paper, okay?

"Then can I put up a poem?" Ono's innocent big eyes begged even more.

Gong Zhanfeng felt that he really shouldn't agree to this damn request. If he didn't paint well and hurt Ono's heart, wouldn't it be counterproductive?It will also destroy his tall and loving father image in his mind.

"Poetry? Let me think about it." Although Gong Zhanfeng claimed to be an all-rounder capable of both literature and martial arts, he had spent all his energy in dealing with government affairs these years, and hadn't practiced with a pen for a long time. At this moment, he was inevitably a little embarrassed.

"Please!" The little face immediately showed a look of anticipation. Ono is the best at acting cute and pretending to be obedient, and usually people can't refuse.

(End of this chapter)