Outside the Zichen Palace, they were waiting quietly in their clothes. Inside the palace, Long Jiale was meditating and practicing martial arts. The martial arts secret book was given to him by Long Chen Yi a few days ago, and he was asked to practice the internal skills and mental techniques these days.
Therefore, Long Jiale did not attend today's Dragon Boat Festival banquet, and besides the food, that kind of place was not suitable for a little cute baby like him to attend.
Seeing Mu Tianxue and Mu Wanting walking towards the Zichen Palace, Lai Yi strode forward to greet them, knelt down on one knee and said respectfully: "Lai Yi, see the Queen!!"
"His Royal Highness is still practicing?" Mu Tianxue glanced at the door of Zichen Palace and asked Lai Yi.
"Back to the Queen, His Highness the Crown Prince is meditating and practicing martial arts." Lai Yi led Mu Tianxue towards the Zichen Palace: "Lai Yi will go immediately to report that the Crown Prince is here."
After saying that, he rushed to the practice room in a blink of an eye. Mu Tianxue frowned. His son practiced Kung Fu every day. If one day he became a martial arts idiot, it would be in vain.
"Sister Xue, you are not interesting enough. You have been back for so long, and you only brought me to see His Highness the Crown Prince today." Mu Wanting held Mu Tianxue's arm and said in a scolding tone while looking at the noble and gorgeous Zichen Palace.
As he was talking, a childish voice of joy came from inside: "Mother, mother—"
A little cute baby ran out of the inner hall, jumped directly to Mu Tianxue's legs, and hugged her mother's legs tightly with her little arms.
A pair of clear and bright big eyes looked at her mother, and her chubby and cute face turned into a smile. "Mother, Xiao Le misses her mother so much. This unscrupulous father gave Xiao Le a lot of homework. It's so stupid.
My son!!"
While talking with salivation, he hugged his mother's legs coquettishly and rubbed his little face vigorously, giving his fair and tender face a blush, like a ripe red apple. He looked so cute and charming.
I have the urge to pinch his cheek.
Mu Tianxue knelt down and touched his son's head, then pinched his cheek, "Mom will give you a day off today. How about going with you wherever you want to go? How about that?"
"Wow, mother is so great, Xiao Le wants to go out of the palace to have fun." Long Jiale hugged her mother's face and kissed her, then she crawled into her arms cutely.
Suddenly, he found a pair of eyes staring at him. He got out of his mother's arms, looked at the smiling woman in front of him, and then looked up at his mother: "Mother, this aunt is so beautiful.
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Mu Wanting smiled even more happily. This cute baby was not only cute and beautiful, but also had a mouth as sweet as honey, and she was very happy in her heart.
Just as she stretched out her hand to pinch Long Jiale's rosy little face, the little cute baby continued, "But, no woman in this world is as beautiful as one-tenth of my mother!!"
Ahem! Mu Wanting pretended to cough twice, pinched Long Jiale's face, and pretended to be angry and said: "Your mother is the most beautiful mother in the world, but my aunt is not bad either!
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"Oh! It's not bad. It's better than that princess and other aunts." Long Jiale's big dark eyes rolled around, he raised his head and said in a soft voice: "But in Xiaole
In my heart, I am the most beautiful mother in the world!"
"Look at your mouth, it looks like you've put honey on it." Mu Wanting touched his head happily. The more she looked at that face, the cuter it became. It was so similar to his father, but much cuter than his father. When she thought of
Long Chenyi's cold face made her feel chilly in her heart.
"Xiao Le, she is your Aunt Ting," Mu Tianxue stood up with her son in her arms and looked at Mu Wanting and said.
"Hello Aunt Ting, I heard my mother say that Xiaole has an Aunt Ting who is not as well-known as she is. She is as beautiful as my mother." Long Jiale's face turned into a smile, and his clear and bright eyes curved into beautiful crescents.
"You're so good. How about letting Aunt Ting hug you?" Mu Wanting opened her arms to him. Maybe it was because Mu Wanting had a good relationship with her mother, or maybe it was because Mu Wanting was so friendly and approachable. This was Long Jiale's first time.
He didn't feel disgusted by outsiders hugging him, so he leaned forward and stretched out his small arms towards Mu Wanting.
Mu Wanting held him in her arms and laughed, playing with him like a child, feeling unspoken joy in her heart.
Seeing his son and Mu Wanting laughing and playing together, Mu Tianxue also smiled warmly and happily. Apart from letting her and daddy hug, his son would not let anyone touch him at all. He had no choice but to be beaten by his elders.
When I hug him, he usually has a cold face.
In the past, when Qin Hongsu hugged him, he would hide around, but unlike today, he actually stretched out his arms to let Ting'er hug him.
"Xiao Le wants to go out of the palace to have fun, so he has to change his clothes!!"
As she said that, she took an inconspicuous and lighter-colored brocade dress for her son to put on, took off the hair crown on his head, tied it with a simple ribbon in his hair, put on a pair of ordinary boots, and hugged him
The son left the Zichen Hall and walked towards Nianxue Pavilion.
By the time Nianxue Pavilion changed into men's clothes and left the palace gate, it was already Shenshi. The lanterns hanging on the street had already been lit up. Looking at it, it was a bright red scene with huge crowds of people. It was very lively.
This is the first time Long Jiale has left the palace since he returned to the capital. He saw such excitement on the streets, with a lot of fun things, and was so happy that he couldn't stop talking, and everything he saw was strange.
Along the way, Mu Wanting bought a lot of food for Long Jiale, such as sesame cakes, steamed buns, sesame cakes, candied haws, and various pastries. Long Jiale was very happy to eat them.
"Hey! Mom's place is so lively!" Long Jiale asked, holding food in his arms and holding a candied haws in his hand, pointing to a place a few meters ahead where many people were gathered.
"Mom, I'll take you to see it." Mu Tianxue bent down, picked up his son, and walked toward that extremely lively place. After squeezing through the crowd, he saw that it turned out to be an acrobatic performer, and there were all kinds of toys on the ground.
Son, someone is standing one meter away, holding a ring in his hand and throwing it around the jewelry on the ground.
"Mother, what are they doing? Xiao Le wants that tiger head mask!" Long Jiale blinked his bright and clear eyes and looked cute at Mu Tianxue.
Mu Tianxue kissed her son on the cheek, carried her son to the acrobatic stall, paid the boss money, and received twenty rings for his son and Mu Wanting to play with.
"Xiao Le likes the tiger-faced man. Aunt Ting has come to give it to you." Mu Wanting held the ring in her hand and aimed at the tiger-faced man that Long Jiale was interested in. Before she could throw it away, she heard a childish voice.
: "Aunt Ting, let's compete to see who of us can make more circles."
As soon as Long Jiale finished speaking, the ring in his hand had already been thrown towards the farthest hosta box. The people watching the excitement around him would not believe that a glutinous rice dumpling could be thrown into the ring, let alone a hosta that was far away and difficult.
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Unexpectedly, the thrown ring made several circles on the ground, and it seemed to be missing. However, after the last spin, it unexpectedly caught the magnolia hosta.
There was a burst of cheers. Judging from the color of the jade hairpin, it was not a top-grade jade, but it was still a medium-grade jade, and it cost a lot of money.
The boss looked at Long Jiale with wide eyes, and then at his hairpin, with a look of heartache on his face. More than ten taels of silver were just gone. Today, not many people were able to circle the hairpin, but one person
The child was caught in the trap, and it was definitely an accident.
