MTL - Tyrannical Wang’s Beloved Wife-v3 Chapter 18 : Cut all black back

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The clothes are not well worn for a long time, and the little princes are not happy. These people are simply humiliating him. "Get out of the way." Do it yourself - this is also a small training for Jing Xiao to the little prince, though, If there is no problem, he has been waiting for him to change his clothes all his life. However, Jing Hao feels that it is not the same as his complete loss of self-care ability. He is a decathlon, and his son can't be much worse.

Well, to put it bluntly, in the invisible, Jing Hao actually taught her son according to someone's standard, even though she did not realize it at all.

However, obviously, in this respect, the little prince is still a little bit worse, so cumbersome clothes, how can he make a short hand and short foot.

Gong Hao stepped forward, kneeling in front of the little prince, acting Ma Li to help him sort out, one by one, and finally brought a small accessory, washed his face, combed his head, a small prince who was born with a pink jade It is. The whole process did not take much time. It can be said that Gong Yi is also a person who is better than a group of people around the little prince.

Xiao Taizi always felt that Gong Hao was very powerful. He was the first effective person to help the mother after the palace. It seems that everything is very good. One person can top ten or eight. The most typical one is arranged by his mother. The staff is neat, but most people are idle because they are not needed at all, and their existence will be inconvenient. The little prince is wondering if he can come over with his mother and help him manage the trivial things. Then, today, there will be no more problems.

"Father, the mother, the son went first." The little prince is like a decent moment.

Jing Hao nodded.

When the little prince leaves, it is time to deal with these people.

"The emperor will go to work first."

Li Hongyuan did not hesitate and got up and left.

Jing Hao first learned about today's things, very small.

When they said one by one, Jing Hao also realized that the problem lies. The people around his son are balanced. Now he is not breastfeeding. The four nurses who have been used have become jealous. They all do their jobs. It’s not bad to take care of the things in your hands, but they don’t accept anyone. The problem with their sons is their common responsibility. At this time, all of them are afraid of responsibility. You push me, I push you, and finally Simply pushed to her son.

Jing Hao almost gave a smile.

She didn't marry and have no children in her previous life. Naturally, she wouldn't pay special attention to parenting. Even if she knows some, it is because she happened to meet so many people. The experience of the current people has some initial feelings with her thoughts. So, In this respect, it can be said that it is completely new, and there is no network to find her experience.

At the beginning, it was too tight, but it seemed to be too loose, but there are opportunities for correction.

After all, this new-handed mother is not easy, and there is no reference to the new-handed mother who is not easy.

It is now necessary to put a beggar on the side of the son, who needs to be outstanding, trustworthy, and able to live the people below.

This is to think about it, it seems that Gong Yi is the most suitable, but it is not that she said that putting Gong Hao on his son is actually a bit overkill. Called Jing Wei, let her be overkill, but no matter Because of Gong's own age, she still knows everything about Jing Hao. She can't go anywhere else. She can only spend it on Jing Hao for a lifetime, but fortunately, she herself Nothing is unwilling.

However, Gong Yu came out from his own husband, although at the beginning, it was the person who was surrounded by the mother of the dead soul, then, let’s not copy, can you learn a little? Or, to ask yourself if there are any other candidates in the hands of the husband?

After thinking about it, I still decided whether to come up with the latter idea. According to his virtue, even if there is, it is estimated that there is no, but it can be said that he is using it himself, but obviously it is placed next to his son. This lies. It’s too bad. At that time, their mother and son’s “eat the head” doesn’t say that the people who are at hand can give away.

Therefore, it is best to adjust one, but the time spent will certainly not be short. Before that, it is probably still necessary to work harder and reduce some things around her.

Speaking of it, the imperial queen will actually face the dilemma of no one available, and no one can believe that it is out.

Jing Hao’s review reflects on himself. After all, it’s because of her reasons. It seems that as long as the manpower is enough, the rest are furnishings.

This must be changed, and it will last forever. If you are old, you will not be able to wait for these people. They will be old and will not be able to serve people for life.

These can be taken slowly, but now it is crucial to give your son a good choice. Who is it?

The shackles that Jing Hao married around are simply not considering the scope of her son’s affair. So it is necessary to put all the thoughts on the son. So, the husband and the son have to worry about it, certainly not, can’t wholeheartedly It’s the same thing for her son, she can’t bear to let her family get together.

The earliest follower to her, the black girl is still single, and has always insisted on not marrying, but Jing Hao estimates that this so-called unmarried person is now more or less shaken, and then, Jing Wei feels The black girl did not have to say anything about her work, but let her lead a group of people. This IQ and emotional intelligence probably lacked a little. The other big palace ladies around her looked okay, but the age was relatively small. After a few years, I might even want to go out of the palace. I didn’t release one last year.

Pulling people to pull them, it’s still not a good one, a headache.

Jing Hao and Gong Yu said this, Gong Hao is just no problem, but she has a little thought about the problems facing Jing Hao, but this is not easy to say, "His Royal Highness is still small, the girl is watching again." In the year, when the Highness can distinguish between right and wrong, knowing how good or bad, then the role of the beggars around them is not so great. As long as they have been supporting for ten or eight years, when the temple is over, the Prince will be responsible for these things. So the goddess doesn't have to worry about it."

Jing Hao looked at Gong Hao, quite speechless, his son was so big, just thinking about giving him a wife?

Gong Hao seems to see Jing Hao's thoughts, and his eyes are implicitly smiling. "Is it true that the goddess is too early? But many of them are at home, teaching is almost the same as His Royal Highness, even one or two years older than His Royal Highness. The girls are all in accordance with the standards of the mother of the world."

Jing Hao does not speak, this is not certain, this is the truth.

However, it seems that it is not kind to put the son’s affairs on the children’s children who don’t know where they are.

"When the goddess married the emperor, it was only fifteen. The things around the emperor at that time were also arranged by the niece."

"Hey, are you eye-friendly, or a locust in my stomach? I want to know everything."

"The niece is not hidden in front of the slaves, and the slaves can know."

This is true. "Let's go, let's take a look, it's really not what you said, but you will have to work hard."

"The sissy is serious, but it is only a small matter."

The matter was settled. After another two days, Jing Hao selected the candidate for the little prince and chose five people. He did not follow the rules. In order to facilitate their study, the province’s round-trip waves were in the palace. However, they are allowed to go home every two days for five days, and they are much looser than the half-month that everyone thinks.

In fact, just as some people think, those who see their children are very important, and, besides accompanying, they can still enter the palace to accompany the prince every once in a while. There are no more people in this place. The reason for Jing Hao is also simple. The age of these children is not small. It is not a matter of running in the palace. It is better to go to school at home.

It is an excuse to say it, the oldest can still be.

Studying the law, the child is still small, when the mother looks like a grandmother, it doesn’t matter. It’s eight or nine years old, and I still want to tie it to my waist. Jing Hao will not challenge their “mother” heart. Why do she make her like a bully to grab their children?

Because of this, when the Lantern Festival, I went back to the wife who had trained my wife or daughter-in-law, and went back to the thunder.

Although Jing Hao never said anything, but no one is a fool, it is difficult to see, so the boys who were "repatriated" by the Queen, when they went out to play, were laughed at by other children of the same age and still not weaned. Then I went out and hurried back to my mother’s grandmother’s arms.

Eighty-nine-year-old children, their self-esteem is also very strong, naturally they go back to the troubles, and they will be angry with their elders who loved them too much, and then they will not "repent", and they will be jealous. As for whether these people will hate Jing Hao in their hearts, who cares?

Do not say that Jing Hao does not know about these, even if she knows, she will not wrinkle her brow now.

In this way, the little prince is so hard to read, his teacher is not only the designated ones, but the Manchu martial arts, yes, including the military commanders, in addition to his daily main class, those people All of them take turns to teach him, and every day is full of time, there is not much time to think.

Jing Hao is also worried about his intensity of learning, will not accept it, pay attention to his daily situation is not counted, but also from time to time to play with his hair to see if there is no white hair, for fear that he is premature, and it turns out that she The worry is purely superfluous. This kid is pitiful in front of her. He has to kiss and hug. Actually, when he was studying, he learned seriously and still ate it. The rest of the time was not in front of her. At the time, the dragons and tigers are full of energy, and occasionally take some time to continue the prank.

Because of the fear of a bit excessive, Jing Hao was not ridiculed by his family husband and "clean up."

Jing Hao turned his eyes on him. "You can bear it. What are you doing when you are so big?"

"I have been removed from the heir to the throne in the first place. Naturally, I don't need to learn these things. Even if I am officially enrolled, I can fish for two days in three days." Li Hongyuan said quite confidently. "And your son, who made him fall will become a Prince."

Jing Hao had a distressed heartache. When he finished, he smiled and smiled. "You can fish for two days and you can now be a good emperor."

The so-called good or bad, Li Hongyuan can certainly hear it, but he does not care a little bit. "That is a good queen." So, it’s a good time, it’s Jing Hao’s own pot, you How do you comment on yourself, hehe, Li Hongyuan said that it has nothing to do with him.

Jing Hao felt that he was itching and wanted to smoke him. However, I really got it, but I am still unlucky. Say, but can't fight, Jing Hao is also depressed.

In this way, although there are few masters in the palace, it is still very busy.

As soon as he was five years old, he was completely adapted to the high-intensity study. At the same time, he continued to go to the study room to "listen to politics." At this time, he would not simply listen. Li Hongyuan also gave him some discounts. He went back to read it. I have to give it a review. These folds are definitely not the only ones that are empty talk, because that kind of thing will not appear in front of Li Hongyuan.

Therefore, the little prince can only continue to struggle.

Sometimes even secretly thinking, if he was the emperor, it would be fine.

But, this idea is very far away. He is very strong and strong, and he is already in his early thirties. It is still the same as before when he was not an emperor. He has seen the portraits of Li Hongyuan and Jing Wei at that time. His mother has changed. Some, just look more mature and wise, extraordinary, and only twenty-three, it is impossible to be old, so say, how to see, he has the possibility of being a Prince for a lifetime, he can not guarantee that he will not In this position, it’s been a long time, and I’ve got something wrong. Is it so melancholy to live with my own mother-in-law, or simply follow his example and turn over my own son and climb to the throne? - Forcing the palace to rebel such a thing, or Li Hongyuan personally told his son, but also quite expect his son to complete the feat.

However, the little prince knows that he is not the same as his grandfather. If he does not give him water, his "big business" success rate is almost zero, but if it is released from the water, it means that he will be killed when he is an emperor. The suppression of death.

The little prince said that he was really "sad".

"Sorrowful" little prince put on the quilt, and soon screamed and slept, and his posture was very unrestrained, but he was not like a person who was worried.

Gong Yujin had seen it twice, but he had covered his stomach. Although it was only in mid-March, Wanshou had not lived for two days, but because he knew that he was sleeping, he was not honest. Jing Hao had not withdrawn his place in the palace. Dragon, so don't worry about getting cold.

I don't know when the little prince woke up and didn't wake up very much. He moved the position subconsciously, covered the thin blanket, and folded his hands with his hands. "Come on..." Just just made a noise, the little brow wrinkled, and the surface flashed a little doubt.

Gong Hao took the light in the first time. "His Highness, but is it going to be a Christ?" There is also a doubt in the eyes. When the Prince sleeps, when is this rule?

The little prince opened his eyes and closed again. "No, what time is it?"

"It's still early, there are still more than half an hour."

"Well, you should go out first." The little prince said in a vague voice, as if he was about to fall asleep.

Gong Wei felt a bit strange, but he didn't think much about it. He gave the little prince a quilt, only when he "closed himself" because it was cold.

When Gong Hao left, the people on the bed opened their eyes, then sat up, their eyes slightly adapted to the darkness, and found that there was a faint moonlight, quietly getting up, barefoot, looking for moonlight windows. The position went over. During the whole process, I looked around and just looked at a silhouette, strange and familiar.

The position of the window, the night wind will not blow directly into the house, so it is half hidden, through the window, the moonlight directly spilled in, the line of sight is quite good.

The little prince stretched out his little hand and shook it in the moonlight. It seemed to be sure of the body. Then, he rolled up his sleeve and looked to the inside of the right elbow. There was a red little cockroach, although it was not big, but it was very obvious. It is his own body. "Is this back to childhood?" The silent opening still carries a trace of uncertainty, but there is no fear and it seems calm. "It should have been Gong Yi’s right."

However, he felt that things seemed to be different. The most obvious thing was that he turned around. The scattered pieces were obviously things that children played. He never had these memories. When he was five years old, he didn’t have it. Not at the time.

Things seem to be a bit interesting, but before you can figure out something, he still doesn't want to act rashly.

Thinking about this, I went back to bed again.

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