"No. The young prince is so lovable, how can Prince Chen do it?" Su Nian said with a smile.
Wei Zi glanced at her suspiciously.
In Feng Danyuan's eyes, no matter how lovable a child is, he can only mean "trouble". To him, Feng Jiayu is just a "son", but what exactly is a "son"? He is afraid that
Not much experience.
After all, given the incompatible relationship between him and King Yan for so many years, it was too much to force him to realize the love between father and son.
You can only take your time.
"That's really good. Since you let Prince Chen take care of the young prince, you should trust him. Please stop worrying." Su Nian advised her.
Wei Zi sighed.
If Feng Danyuan was like her father in modern times and loved children, she wouldn't worry about it anymore.
*
He hurried back to Prince Chen's Mansion.
Feng Danyuan was in the study with the little guy. While he was reviewing his official documents, the little guy grabbed a pen and lay on the floor to draw. The paper was a mess, and his body and face seemed to have been rolled by ink. There was ink everywhere.
Horrible.
"You're back? Let's eat." Feng Danyuan put down the pen, lifted the little guy from the ground, and asked Wei Zi for credit: "It's still alive and well, unscathed."
Wei Zi didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and wiped the little guy's face with a handkerchief: "Why does he look like a tabby cat?"
The little guy shouted sweetly: "Mother."
"Xiaoyu is so good." Wei Zi gently pinched the little guy's nose.
After simply washing the little one, the family of three gathered around the table to have dinner.
The little guy's appetite is as good as ever.
Feng Danyuan wiped his mouth from time to time, and the scene was very harmonious.
"Do you still need me to take care of the child tomorrow?" Feng Danyuan looked at Dr. Wei who was not focusing on the food but on their father and son.
"Is it okay?" Wei Zi looked at him eagerly: "I have only discussed the medical school with the prince halfway."
"Haha." Feng Danyuan smiled, "Can I make a request?"
"Say it." Wei Zi sat upright, ready to listen.
"I agreed first." Feng Danyuan grabbed the bowl that the little guy almost dropped and put it back in its place.
Wei Zi felt that it was quite hard for him to take care of his children and he should be encouraged, so he replied with a "good" word.
"Come to bed with me tonight." Feng Danyuan said in a normal tone and told him how the food tonight was.
Wei Zi almost choked on her saliva.
"Don't say this in front of the children." She whispered.
"Is there a problem with this? I even slept with him in the afternoon." Feng Danyuan said with a look of disdain on his face, "You have impure thoughts."
"Are you sure you're just sleeping?" Is it the same with sleeping with the child?
"Oh——" Feng Danyuan couldn't help but prolong his voice, his peach blossom eyes curled up ambiguously, and his voice was a bit tired: "It turns out that Princess Chen doesn't just want to sleep."
"Ahem." Wei Zi was really choking on her saliva now. She quickly reached out to cover Feng Danyuan's mouth: "Don't say this while eating."
Feng Danyuan lowered his eyes, looked at her hands, and signaled to her: How can I eat if I cover my mouth?
Wei Zi had no choice but to take back her hand. When she saw that he wanted to speak again, she took the lead and said, "I can't speak!"
"I just want to ask: Don't you think the little fat guy has eaten too much?" A bowl of rice, a bowl of custard, a bowl of ribs, and a mess of vegetables. Is this stomach a bottomless pit?
