The Beloved Imperial Consort

"Master, the food is ready in the small kitchen, but now it's time to set the meal?" Nanny Gui carried Cheng Qing into the house, just in time to pass a message to the girl she met on the way.

"Daddy." Cheng Qing was overjoyed when he saw Zong Zhenglin, and stretched out his little hand to hug him.

Mu Xiyao didn't hear the little girl calling for someone, she squinted her beautiful eyes, and immediately walked over to take Zong Zhenglin's arm, secretly preventing him from hugging Cheng Qing into his arms.

"Don't be in a hurry to prepare the meals for now, first bring Chengqing's meals." Today I want to teach the little thing to eat by himself, and it won't be too late to prepare the meals after feeding him.

"Nurse, take Chengqing to the small wooden chair and sit down, and clean his hands by the way."

Even though both of them were there, the little thing made Zong Zhenglin yell happily, and he only wanted to have fun, so he didn't even bother to call for someone. This problem has to be corrected. If you don't raise a mother who has milk, it's better to give him a good spanking when you were young.

Zong Zhenglin understood what she meant, and just went to touch Chengqing's head, instead of taking someone to play with him as usual, he turned around and sat down at the round table, and let Mu Xiyao personally clean his hands.

It was the first time for Xiao Baozi to be left alone by his father, and he was so wronged that he pursed his mouth, looked at his father with tears in his eyes, and then called out to Mu Xiyao. "Ma'am."

Mu Xiyao handed the square scarf to Zong Zhenglin, and walked over to kiss and celebrate her cheeks, only then was she more satisfied.

Children have to be polite since they were young, otherwise they will be disgusting when they grow up. Many elders in the palace are good at calling people, so they can be liked and protect them more.

"Chengqing has to remember that when you see your ancestors and grandpas in the palace, you have to call someone first."

Xiao Baozi clearly remembered the two people Mu Xiyao had said, and when he heard that it was someone he knew, he immediately called out to him one after another. That appearance is no different from what Mu Xiyao taught him to recognize pictures.

Well, this is when she plays with him. Mu Xiyao's black line. Raising a son is such a hassle.

Zong Zhenglin saw her mother and his wife chatting with each other, a smile gradually appeared on the corners of his lips.

Since Chengqing is so young, Mu Xiyao is the only one who sticks to the teaching rules. She herself is the most impolite, but she wants her son to learn to behave and be sensible.

"Cheng Qing, learn to eat by yourself from now on." Mu Xiyao squeezed the tender face of the little bun, and Mother Zhao said as expected, "Master, this kid's cheeks can't be rubbed, it's not good if they are pinched."

"Yes, ma'am, just say you can drool, it's not bad." She can figure out which little one doesn't drool.

Mother Zhao is helpless, what the master said is really inelegant. How can the little master not be ashamed when his mother tells him this, and when he grows up, he finds out? Looking at His Highness Sixth Highness with soft brows who didn't notice any difference, Nanny Zhao couldn't help sighing.

Hey, this one is still the same as before, just watching from the sidelines, rarely intervening in Master Yao's education of his son. It's a pity that Concubine Shu didn't know about it, otherwise, these two masters couldn't let these two masters just take care of her precious grandson.

Mu Xiyao asked someone to deliver a small wooden bowl and spoon specially prepared for Cheng Qing, handed it to him, and patiently taught him to hold it tightly. Afterwards, it took a lot of effort to let Xiao Baozi understand that this new food is not for him to beat and play around, but for him to eat and eat.

As long as any new thing is started, it will gradually become more and more smooth. Cheng Qing is already smart, and if he imitates Mu Xiyao's movements, he can learn two or three points in a short while.

The nanny held a larger porcelain bowl, and poured some rice paste with vegetable juice into his bowl spoon by spoon, watching the little master stumbling to deliver the rice to his mouth, although the paste was all over his face, at least After eating it in my mouth, I was overjoyed for a while.

Master Yao's idea is really weird. I added staple food to the little master so early, except for two meals a day as usual, the rest of the time it was either rice cereal custard or vegetable juice. Fortunately, the little master is obedient, not only does not make a fuss, but now he has learned to eat by himself. Such a small milk doll is so smart, this is something that has never been heard in Manchuria.

"Chengqing baby is the most obedient." Mu Xiyao's goal was achieved, and she was not stingy in complimenting the little bun, kissing his little face, so happy that the little one was so happy.

Since Chengqing was born, Zong Zhenglin has watched his son being coaxed by Mu Xiyao, and now he can obediently sit on a chair and start learning to eat. The corner of the mouth brought out some smiles unconsciously.

This woman is not used to Cheng Qing at all, and her upbringing is also very appropriate. Apart from being a bit more delicate, Mu Xiyao is worthy of IKEA.

After taking pains to teach Cheng Qing to eat, and seeing that he was full, Mu Xiyao called the nanny to hold him to digest food and walk around for a while.

Turning around, she asked Huilan to prepare the meal, and pushed the small altar of sweet-scented osmanthus brewing in front of Zong Zhenglin. "Please Your Highness to unseal it." She was afraid that she might not be able to control her strength when she slapped it like that.

Zong Zhenglin took over, and went slowly to tie the rope. When the whole cover was removed, a scent of wine permeated the air instantly.

Mu Xiyao stared blankly at the big boss's every move, and there was only one thought in her mind: I was deceived again!

Grandma's, who said the wine jar was shot open? I didn't see her man, so he just worked hard in twos and twos, and he was very skillful in messing around.

"Jiaojiao doesn't pour wine?" Why are you so stupidly staring at the wine jar?

Mu Xiyao came back to her senses, and smiled embarrassedly. Fortunately, fortunately, she didn't do it herself. If she wanted to slap her so fiercely in front of the boss, Mu Xiyao could imagine how she would become a blockbuster and never get off the stage.

After pouring half a bowl of sweet-scented osmanthus wine for Zong Zhenglin, Mu Xiyao stared at him closely without blinking, just waiting for the boss to give a review.

She made this by herself. Although she is a novice, she is not sure about the speed, but she should be encouraged, right? If His Highness the Sixth Highness dislikes her, from now on, it's better for her to obediently stay in the study.

"How?" Mu Xiyao asked. If it wasn't for the big boss not letting her drink, she wouldn't have to wait for his reaction in such a hurry.

Zong Zhenglin saw her expectant face, deliberately slowed down his movements, slowly took a sip and closed his eyes to reflect.

After a while, he said, "Not far enough."

His Highness the Sixth Highness shook his head, but there was no admiration in his expression, it was rather forced. The fan who put on the money made Mu Xiyao gnash her teeth.

Although he didn't expect to be able to do it right away to satisfy him, but is it necessary to directly hit people's confidence? Mu Xiyao said it nicely, but she just didn't want to make people hate her anymore, but she changed her mind when things came to an end.

Once a little temper comes up, can you still not irritate people with some bad ideas?

Smelly men don't know how to appreciate, do they? good! She will send it to those who know how to appreciate it and taste it slowly.

"Your Highness thinks it's not good?" Xiao Zhan was aggrieved, clasped his fingers and lowered his eyes.

Zong Zhenglin held back his smile and continued to tease, "Jiaojiao, don't be discouraged, work harder next time, and you will be able to do better."

next time? It will be strange next time! With Mu Xiyao's arrogant temper, her aunt will stop serving her!

"Then how about trying the crab meat, Your Highness? If this wine is not to your taste, can I ask someone to change it?" While peeling the crab for Zong Zhenglin, while peeking at Mo Lan, Mu Xiyao smiled brightly.