"Okay, okay, you draw yours." Luo Fengtang smiled and raised his hand to slap her a few more times.
Yang Ruoqing glanced at her, wanting to see what she was drawing, but Luo Baobao raised her hand to cover it.
"No peeking, I'll show it to you when the painting is finished," she said.
Yang Ruoqing curled her lips and retracted, "Okay, okay, don't peek, you can continue painting."
Yang Ruoqing lay back down again, and Luo Fengtang brought the sour plum soup to her: "Drink it to cool down the heat."
Yang Ruoqing smiled sweetly at him and took a sip. It was sour and sweet, refreshing and refreshing, which made people feel refreshed and refreshed in this midsummer.
"You drink too," she said.
Luo Fengtang also took a sip, then leaned over and spoke to her in a low voice.
Talking about things in the military camp and other things.
"Is Qi Xingyun just letting you stationed by the Tongtian River? It's been almost a year..." she said.
Luo Fengtang said: "I forgot to tell you, we returned to Tianhai County and are now stationed in Tianhai County."
"I received your Majesty's secret order half a month ago, and I have plans for the next step, but when it comes to military aircraft, I can't tell you too much," he added.
Yang Ruoqing nodded: "Yes, I understand. What I care about is not these family and country affairs. What I care about is that you returned to Tianhai County. It is not like the harsh environment by the river or in the valley."
After all, I'm back in the county. At least I can live in a house and have all kinds of supplies conveniently. That's good.
"Tangyaozi, do you have any news about the Ninth Princess Qi Aoshan?" Yang Ruoqing asked again.
Luo Fengtang said: "Since she married away to a small foreign country in the northwest and became the king's successor, in the past half a year, a piece of news has been sent back."
"What's the news?" Yang Ruoqing asked.
"I'm very happy to meet you." Luo Fengtang said.
"The Holy One was very happy when he heard the news. Considering that the Ninth Princess was delicate and frail, and it was her first time to be blessed, he was worried that there were not enough manpower around him. When he sent envoys to visit, he added a few more people from the palace. Experienced nanny goes to serve the Ninth Princess."
Yang Ruoqing was also sincerely happy when she heard the good news.
"Although the king of that small foreign country is old enough to be the father of the ninth princess, the rice is cooked before the rice is cooked. Since the ninth princess has become the successor and has a son and a half daughters, he will always be someone to rely on." She said.
Luo Fengtang nodded: "If the ninth princess gives birth to a son, he will be a legitimate son. Although the previous queens also gave birth to legitimate sons, they all died young."
"The other adult princes are all descended from concubines."
"However, the old monarch is already quite old. It will be very difficult for the Ninth Princess if this legitimate son wants to cultivate his temperament." He added.
Yang Ruoqing sighed softly and said: "The Ninth Princess is the direct princess of our Da Qi Dynasty. She enjoys the support of the world, so she is destined not to marry and have children and live like a commoner woman. This is the mission of a royal woman."
If you want to wear a crown, you must bear its weight.
"However, from the fact that Qi Xingyun sent more nuns to serve the Ninth Princess, including some who are proficient in pharmacology, as well as nuns and imperial doctors who are responsible for delivering babies, we can infer that the Ninth Princess's palace life there is also full of overt and covert struggles. The waves are turbulent!" she said again.
Luo Fengtang's eyes were filled with recognition. From the corner of his eye, he glanced at Luo Baobao, who was drawing and talking to himself beside him, and said: "My daughter, I don't want to marry anyone in the future." , as long as you are honest and steady and love her, I will be relieved."
Yang Ruoqing pursed her lips and snickered, "With a powerful and decisive father-in-law like you, and an outstanding brother like Chen'er, coupled with her own toughness, do you think her future husband would dare to bully her?"
Luo Fengtang was startled for a moment, then smiled.
"Dad, Mom, weren't you all peeking at my painting just now? Now that I've finished it, who of you wants to see it?" Luo Baobao's crisp voice sounded.
Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang said in unison: "I want to see it."
At this time, Luo Baobao was so proud that he deliberately hid the painting behind his back, raised his eyebrows and said, "Since you both want to see it, then that's fine. You two are doing rock-paper-scissors, whoever wins gets to see it first." !”
Yang Ruoqing cursed, "Who does this little girl look like? She's weird."
She said to Luo Fengtang: "Come on, take action!"
Luo Fengtang smiled, nodded, and the two of them took action at the same time.
What Yang Ruoqing produced was cloth, while what Luo Fengtang produced was stone.
"I won." Yang Ruoqing said happily.
"No, no!" Luo Baobao shouted.
"Why doesn't it count? I am cloth, which just happens to cover your father's stone." Yang Ruoqing said.
Luo Baobao pointed at Luo Fengtang's hand, "I saw it clearly earlier. When my father pointed out, it was obviously scissors, but when he saw that mother was cloth, he temporarily changed it into a fist. Father deliberately gave way to mother, and this game does not count. !”
The little girl said stubbornly.
Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang looked at each other. Not to mention, Yang Ruoqing had been focusing on her own moves and didn't pay much attention to his sudden changes.
Hearing Luo Baobao's reminder, Yang Ruoqing suddenly remembered that many years ago, the two of them played this game, and she won most of the time.
So much so that she became proud and floated.
Now that I think about it carefully, I suddenly understand something.
She glared at him deliberately and said, "One more round, don't give in!"
It was obviously a glare, but he understood the tenderness behind those eyes.
He glanced at the little 'supervisor' next to him with an upturned face and a serious expression. He smiled and nodded to Yang Ruoqing: "Okay, come again."
The two struck again. This time, Yang Ruoqing used scissors, but he turned into paper. She still won and he lost.
"Did you see clearly? This time we came out at the same time." Luo Fengtang said to Luo Baobao.
Luo Baobao tilted his head and looked at it for a while, as if he was thinking about it.
"Okay, let me take a look first." Then, she handed her painting to Yang Ruoqing.
Before Yang Ruoqing looked at the painting, she glanced at Luo Fengtang.
The second time just now, Luo Baobao didn't notice any clues, but because Yang Ruoqing was careful, she noticed his slight movements.
He let her do it again, but he did it very secretly, escaping the little girl's eyes.
"You idiot, why do you always ask me?" She conveyed her meaning with her eyes.
The corners of Luo Fengtang's lips curved into a gentle curve, and his deep eyes were full of endearment.
As long as his wife is happy, he is willing to lose for the rest of his life.
"Hurry up and read it. It's my turn to read it after you finish it."
Luo Fengtang smiled and urged.
Yang Ruoqing came back to her senses and quickly turned her attention to the drawing paper in her hand.
I originally thought that the little girl must be drawing a bunch of colorful little people or animals as before, but she didn't expect that she couldn't understand what was on the drawing paper at first glance.
Because this painting is a bit abstract!
