Golden Age Of Phoenix: Tyrant’s First Class Virtuous Imperial Concubine

Nan Yan stepped forward and was about to ask. Suddenly, a chubby hand lifted up and grabbed her hair and pulled it hard.

"what--!"

Nan Yan's head crooked after being pulled.

In a blink of an eye, he saw his son, this chubby bastard, holding a bunch of his hair tightly with one chubby hand, pulling it down hard, pulling it, and giggling.

The sound is as crisp as a new bamboo shoot after a thunderstorm.

Nan Yan couldn't recover for a while, and Zhu Feng's voice came from his ear, saying, "That's it."

"what?"

Nan Yan was taken aback again, turned his head to look at him, and saw Zhu Feng put a copy of the book on his right hand, leisurely saying: "This is how he is'close' to people."

"what?"

Nan Yan couldn't laugh or cry and said, "Who taught him."

Zhu Feng said indifferently: "Who can teach him such a small child?"

"..."

"As I said, it was born."

"..."

"Who is born will know."

When Nan Yan saw that he still had a leisurely sentiment to fight this haha, and a bunch of her hair was about to be pulled off by his son, she screamed in pain, but Cheng Jun seemed very happy, holding her hair and not letting go. Also yelled with her.

The entire Imperial Study Room is as lively as the Chinese New Year.

Seeing that Nan Yan was really in pain, Zhu Feng got up and walked over, holding the child's little hand, breaking his fingers bit by bit, and freeing Nan Yan's strand of hair.

Cheng Jun even giggled at them.

Nan Yan kept rubbing his head and complained: "He is only a few months old, why is he so strong? It hurts!"

Zhu Feng couldn't help but laugh.

First he reached out and rubbed the painful area for her, then turned his head sternly, nodded his son's little fleshy nose, and said solemnly: "You are not allowed to do this to your mother, you know?"

"Coco, hahahaha."

"Your mother gave her life to give birth to you. You must be filial to her."

"Wow."

"Have you heard it!"

As he spoke, he poked the child's forehead again. His hand strength is different from Nan Yan's, only a little bit of strength, the child's forehead becomes a little red.

Nan Yan was still crying in pain, but when he saw him like this, he immediately protected him: "Don't talk about him, the emperor, how young is he, how can I understand?"

This time, Zhu Feng became serious.

Said: "You have to teach you whether you can listen or not. He is my son, the Han King of the Great Yan Dynasty, and he has been a role model for the world since he was a child."

"..."

"No matter what the future will be, no matter what Cheng Xuan will be like..."

As he said, he looked down at his smiling fat son and said, "I always have high hopes for him."

"..."

"He can't be crooked."

Hearing this, Nan Yan seemed to feel a touch of emotion in his heart.

In fact, she understood better than Zhu Feng that the innocent and malignant child was even more terrifying than the adult's evil.

In fact, she suffered from it since she was a child.

But in fact, who is born a wicked person, it's just that the parents didn't teach it.

Both Si Mulan and Si Muzhen had never been taught really well since they were young, so that they had a tragic ending; and Si Muyun, thanks to his uncle's timely teaching, prevented him from walking on the evil road.

Today, although he is still not considered a minister, but at any rate, he can shoulder the responsibility of revitalizing the lintel.

Cheng Jun was canonized as the King of Han soon after he was born, which is a great honor.

If there is no relatively noble virtue, such blessing and glory will overwhelm a person. Zhu Feng has hope for him and is also strict with him, which is correct.

She only whispered: "The emperor don't just hit him casually."

Zhu Fengbai gave her a glance: "This is also my birth!"

Nan Yan laughed.

The three people laughed for a while, and it was too early to delay any longer. Zhu Feng went back to the table to read the memorials, and Nan Yan also took the child to the other side to play with him.

After all, mother and child are connected.

Although it seemed strange to her at first, the fat boy soon pestered her.

Moreover, Nan Yan also discovered that this child is particularly powerful.

Only a few months old, the average child can only lie down and hug him softly, but even if he is lying on the bed, he keeps kicking his calves and never puts it down easily.

When Nan Yan put him on the bed, he was even happier.

His head shook desperately, accompanied by crisp laughter.

Zhu Feng commented on the memorial, although there were still some annoying things that he needed to deal with, but there was always a slight smile on the corner of his mouth.

The years should be so long and quiet.

Although the wind and waves will never stop because of their prayers, as long as there are people around, there is no fear of any difficulties.

I don't know how long it took, Zhu Feng finally finished the approval of today's memorial.

After putting down the imperial pen, he noticed that the laughter on the other side seemed to have stopped for a long time.

He got up and took a look, couldn't help but laugh.

Nan Yan leaned on the couch and fell asleep.

She has been working hard these days, and she has only solved the problem yesterday. She has not had time to cultivate herself well, and she has to play with this energetic fat boy. She is exhausted and can't make it anymore. .

Cheng Jun, after playing around for a long time, finally tired.

He fell asleep in his mother's arms, with his little **** up high.

Watching this scene, Zhu Feng's gaze has always been calm and sharp. At this moment, it is as gentle as spring water, and it is about to soften.

He didn't want to wake them up.

However, this kid is so fat, even if he is lying on his body, it is heavy. Sleeping in Nan Yan's arms like this will make her uncomfortable.

Now, Nan Yan was frowning in sleep, uncomfortable.

So he walked over and gently grabbed Cheng Jun from her arms.

The child slept deeply without noticing it at all, but the saliva from the corner of his mouth became a thread and flowed onto Nan Yan's body.

Zhu Feng gritted his teeth before holding back his laugh, took the big fat boy out and gave it to the nanny who had been guarding outside so that they could take good care of him, and then turned his head back to the royal study room.

Nan Yan slept slightly better.

But there was no pillow on the couch, and her neck fell to one side. I was afraid that it was going to stumble, and she felt uncomfortable when she woke up.

So, Zhu Feng picked her up gently, ready to send her to bed.

She also slept deeply.

When he hugged him, he was totally unconscious, and even whispered a few words. He nestled in his arms and hugged him with both hands consciously.

Zhu Feng smiled and said softly: "It's still like a child."

As he was talking, Duke Yu’s voice came from the door behind him: "The emperor, Doctor Xue is here--"

Zhu Feng looked back and saw that Xue Yun was standing at the door following Duke Yu.

When he came in, the door was not closed. At this moment, both of them were standing at the door and were seeing this scene.