Chang’an Peasant Girl

And Xiao Changyi, the real father of the four children, was very satisfied when he saw this scene.

At this moment, Xiao Changyi only had one thought in his mind: in the future, his four children could also be thrown to Su Muchen.

Quietly watching this scene, he couldn't help laughing: "If someone who doesn't know sees it, maybe they think the five of them are brothers."

Emperor Xiyun also smiled: "Although Chengyu and Yi'er are not blood brothers, they are better than blood brothers. I hope Chen'er, Jing'er, Xing'er, Qing'er, and Yun'er can do the same."

Su Chengyu was really happy that his son was getting along so well with his four children, and when he heard Emperor Xiyun's words, he smiled and said, "They are already like this now. Look at the scene. How much they like Chen'er, look at Chen'er again, Chen'er also likes Jing'er and the others, it's the first time I see Chen'er smiling so happily."

As long as he succeeds to the throne, then his son will not only be the eldest grandson of the emperor, but also the future prince, the future emperor, so that the burden on his son's shoulders is no lighter than his.

Because of this, he is especially strict and has high expectations for this son.

His son's bright smile now is something he has never seen before.

An Jing heard Su Chengyu say that this was the first time he saw Su Muchen smiling so happily, and she couldn't help feeling sympathy for Su Muchen.

The people of the imperial family are really not that good.

She was very fortunate that her husband was not born in the imperial family.

"Chen'er, take your little brothers to play." Suddenly, Emperor Xiyun smiled again. "Bring a few more people to wait by the side. Your younger brothers are too young to take care of you alone."

"Yes, Grandpa."

Then, Su Muchen led the four little guys out of the palace to play.

Seeing the four little guys disappear in front of her eyes, An Jing sat next to Xiao Changyi again, took a piece of fruit to eat, and said to Xiao Changyi with a smile: "Xianggong, our four children are really not afraid of life at all. It's the first time I've seen Chen'er, they're not afraid, they still like it so much."

Before Xiao Changyi could speak, Emperor Xiyun said with a smile: "This proves that we should be a family, and there is no way to live, only closeness."

Su Chengyu agreed: "Yes, a family. There is only closeness, no living."

Quietly moved his head.

These two people, one is the emperor and the other is the prince, but she can let go of their identities and get along with them like ordinary people. She is really moved.

How can you do this if you are not sincere to them?

Xiao Changyi didn't speak, but glanced at Su Chengyu and Emperor Xiyun, and then continued to drink tea slowly.

After chatting and chatting, Su Chengyu talked about farming: "Sister Huang, last year, the farmers who planted cotton in nutritious bowls according to your teaching had a very good cotton harvest. This year, the number of farmers who plant cotton will surely increase. The fact that every family has a quilt cover can be achieved in less than ten years.”

Quietly smiled and said: "That's good, then fewer people will freeze to death, and the emperor and you can also worry less about this matter."

"By the way, Royal Father," he said, quietly remembered something, and immediately looked at Emperor Xiyun, "That cotton can't be made on the same piece of land year after year, this, I told you before, the Royal Father, It's best to rotate crops, I wonder if your royal father has sent this matter to the farmers in various places to know?"