I forgot the pain in an instant, and the child patted his little hand, "The Queen Mother... I want that, that..."
"Ah... When the empress dowager took the bow and arrow, would Hong'er teach him, would Hong'er shoot it and play it by herself?"
"The Queen Mother...Woo...The Queen Mother..."
"Hong'er is too young, wait a little longer, in two years, we will practice bows and arrows... The Empress Dowager has a very good bow and arrow. At that time, I will give Hong'er and a good horse, and I will give Hong'er.
Son……"
"Come on, let's teach me Hong'er to sing... Kitten, kitten, three yellow beards... Little mouse, go on the lampstand, steals oil and eats it, can't get it... The cat is coming, he's scared, and rolls down..."
The child followed and said, of course, no sentence was clear, shaking his head, and was as happy as the most adorable angel in the world.
He is carefree and he is loved!
Emperor Hongwen stood under a flower tree and did not dare to approach it, as if he was a dream.
My heart was hit hard, and my eyes were almost wet with tears.
Love, so much love.
Who else can love her better than her?
She is not a fake hand on the palace maid or wet nurse, but she is taking care of herself; she puts all the enthusiasm and love of a woman completely on the child.
She had such a happy time with her son, her heartfelt love for her son, and even her son's "Empress Dowager" - the first sentence her son learned was not "mother" or "father".
But the "Empress Dowager". She spent so many days with her son, and she was in love with her mother and son. Even if she hated herself, she was the one who loved her son after all. She loved her own blood-that was herself
The blood and blood.
No matter how bad she is or how heartless she is, she is qualified to be a mother! Completely qualified.
A palace maid found him and knelt down: "Your Majesty...Your Majesty..."
Fangfei was stunned and turned around to see him.
The child even reached out to pull the kitten's Maomao, as if he didn't recognize his father and ignored him.
His eyes were wet, and he stepped forward, and raised his son, "Son, call him Father..."