Villainess Wants To Turn Over A New Leaf: 110|[Fanwai 2]
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Song Xiaolan was made prince when he was five years old.
His personality is more like Lin Feilu, outgoing and brilliant, he smiles when he meets people, his big eyes are bent into a crescent shape with a smile, and it looks harmless to humans and animals. He was clever, he started to read when he was two years old, and he was able to recite the Four Books and Five Classics at the age of three, which is many times stronger than his fourth uncle.
Lin Feilu thought that her son was more like herself at first, until one day she saw that Song Xiaolan's child, in order to eat an extra popsicle, pitifully deceived Song Yu’s sympathy, holding the popsicle secretly under the eaves of the gallery, showing a little fox Smile.
So this is still a small sesame dumpling? ? ?
For a while, I didn't know whether he was more like himself or Song Jinglan.
Oh no, I seem to have done this kind of thing often...
Anyway, Song Xiaolan, who inherited the IQ and personality of his parents, became the little prince favored by the entire palace, the entire dynasty, and even the entire Lincheng people.
Except for the father and the queen, Song Xiaolan's favorite person is his uncle. When he was three years old, his eldest uncle brought his younger uncle to the palace as a guest. Song Xiaolan first met Lin Zhanyuan's younger uncle, who often talked about after his mother.
Song Xiaolan has no shortage of playmates in the palace.
Because Lin Feilu opened a royal kindergarten in the palace, so that children of the same age of civil and military officials came to the palace to go to school every few days.
Royal compulsory education, you can play and eat, you can also learn knowledge, you can get acquainted with the nobles from all walks of life, ordinary people can't come in, and the officials squeezed their heads and wanted to send their children to the Spring Field Flower Kindergarten founded by the Empress Empress .
As the prince, Song Xiaolan is the most distinguished child in Chuntian Huahua Kindergarten.
When sending their children to school every day, the court officials would instruct them in every possible way, to be respectful to the prince, to be insurmountable, and to never lose courtesy.
So even though Song Xiaolan has many playmates of the same age, he is always separated from his status and cannot let go of playing. He doesn't like it at all.
Uncle appeared!
My uncle won't be **** just because he is a prince, his uncle is willing to play with him whatever he does, and he is more excited than him.
The younger uncle treats him as nicely as the father and the queen. He can feel his love for himself from the expression in his eyes and tone. Song Xiaolan is so smart, in fact, not long after contact with Lin Zhanyuan, he realized that he was different from ordinary people.
He was afraid that his mother would be sad, so he only asked his father secretly.
The emperor said that the younger uncle was poisoned by bad guys when he was a child, so he will never grow up and will always be a child.
Song Xiaolan feels that there is nothing wrong with this.
How happy to be a kid forever!
In the spring of the second year when Song Xiaolan was established as the prince, Lin Feilu and Song Jinglan took him to Qinshan to play.
This is the first time Song Xiaolan has set foot on his mother's homeland, and it is also the first time he has left the palace so far.
He saw the friends who like to play marbles that his little uncle had told him about, and he saw his uncle's zoo. The country style is not more gorgeous than the palace, but it makes him feel as free as a bird in the sky.
It is the season of planting. The farmers come at sunset every day. The flat and empty farmland is full of green crops within a few days.
The Tiankan was full of wild flowers dancing in the wind. Song Xiaolan took Lin Feilu's hand and walked across the criss-cross path, like a curious baby.
——"Mother, what is that?"
——"It is rice, which is the rice we eat."
——"Then what is this?"
——"It's a pumpkin."
——"Wow, it's my favorite pumpkin cake!"
The first time he saw the planting of grain, he felt that everything was very fresh. The people were busy planting seedlings in the farmland, arching their waists and planting seedlings. Song Xiaolan looked at it for a while, then turned to Lin Feilu and said: "Mother, I will eat obediently in the future, and I won't waste it again."
He is smarter than most children, and quickly realized Lin Feilu's intention to show him these things.
Today, Lin and Song are peaceful and prosperous. When Song Jinglan hands over the throne to him in the future, he will also give him a world without worrying about prosperity.
Along the way, he has seen prosperous towns and barren villages. He needs to know that the world is not as luxurious as the palace he is in, and he needs to know where everything he deserves comes from.
Should not follow in the footsteps of the first emperor of Song Dynasty and make absurd remarks of "Why not eat meat".
Education should start with a baby, and Lin Feilu deeply adheres to this principle.
The family of three stayed in Qinshan for half a month, after half a month of living in seclusion, and then went back to the palace.
Song Xiaolan was not willing when she left.
For children, he still prefers this kind of unfettered and childlike life in the mountains and rivers, rather than the gorgeous palace. Lin Feilu hugged the kid and coaxed him for a while, and promised to take him to Qinshan for vacation every year, and the kid finally agreed.
On the way back, Lin Feilu has been lacking energy and sometimes gets sleepy.
At first, she thought it was because she had been sitting in the carriage for a long time, and the boat and carriage were strained to cause her drowsiness. It was not until she returned to the palace that she was drowsy, and she called a doctor to see that she knew she was pregnant again.
This time is different from the ease of Huai Song Xiaolan, the pregnancy reaction is more serious than last time. The lower abdomen is also obvious. Lin Feilu feels heavy, tired and sleepy every day. He is not willing to practice yoga and just wants to lie down every day.
Song Jinglan supervises her to practice yoga every day. If she doesn't practice, she will drag her around in the palace.
She was unwilling to take a few more steps, and let him hold her on the way back. She was pregnant and heavier a lot, but Song Jinglan still hugged her as easily as before.
The imperial physician didn't get the pulse until after the month was old. The Queen Empress was pregnant with twins. No wonder all the reactions were so obvious.
Lin Feilu was stunned.
Does he have this talent?
She was very happy. Song Xiaolan knew that she was about to have two younger brothers or two younger sisters, and she was also very happy. Only Song Jinglan looked a little dark after hearing the news.
Birth is inherently risky, and twins are more risky.
Although the imperial physician has repeatedly assured that, judging from the physical condition of the empress, the possibility of dystocia is very small, but he does not want her to go through all possible risks.
Song Jinglan retreated from the palace in Lin'an Temple, leaving only the imperial physician.
The candlelight in the temple was bright, reflecting on your majesty's gloomy complexion, and he was so scared that he shivered, thinking that he was going to die soon.
Who knows but listened to the front and asked quietly: "Is there any medicine to sterilize men?"
The imperial doctor knelt down with a plop, repeatedly kowtowing: "Your Majesty must never! Your Majesty, the emperor of the true dragon, the body of a daughter, must not be!"
The sound of footsteps leaned closer, and the imperial doctor fell on the ground, only to see a pair of ink boots, the voice above his head was light and cold: "Yes, or not?"
The imperial doctor is teary.
After a while, Song Jinglan waved him to retreat, before leaving, quietly confessed: "This matter is not for the third humanity."
The imperial physician shivered: "Weichen knows that weichen will bring this secret into the coffin even if he is dead!"
Lin Feilu didn't know this, she was still raising her baby with peace of mind. It's just that the person who conducts prenatal education every day is changed from Song Jinglan to Song Xiaolan.
He used to hear from his mother's queen that when he was in the belly of the mother's queen, it was his father's daily **** and reading to give him prenatal education. Now that he has grown up, it is his turn to show off what he has learned all his life!
So the children sit on a small bench every day and recite the four books and five sutras to the belly of the mother's bulge. He can also play the guqin, and the small person sits in front of the guqin, and the sound of the clank piano comes out with the fingertips. Every time I look at him, Lin Feilu thinks of the little beauty in Cuizhuju back then.
It was produced in late autumn when the fragrance of laurel was floating.
Lin Feilu gave birth to two daughters, so two more princesses were added to the palace.
Since I'm two daughters, the names I thought of before are not easy to use.
One is called Song Xiaolu, and the other is called Song Xiaofei? It's too perfunctory! Readers can't stand it anymore!
So Lin Feilu uses the name "Simu", his sister is Song Xiaosi, and his sister is Song Xiaomu.
Well, perfect.
When my sister was born, the long-awaited Song Xiaolan couldn't wait to come and visit. Two little babies slept on a rocking bed side by side. Song Xiaolan grabbed the bedside and looked in, but was stunned at first glance.
He looked up at the nine-linked mother who was sitting next to him on the soft couch and his aunt Xie sent him thousands of miles away. He looked down at the two younger sisters on the rocking bed, and finally sighed earnestly: "Mother, I know why You used to think I was ugly, I used to be as ugly as my sister, right?"
Song Xiaosi, with her watery eyes open, burst into tears.
Lin Feilu said: "Quickly apologize to my sister!"
Song Xiaolan: "Sister, sorry! Brother was wrong! My sister is the best girl in the world!"
That's what I said, after leaving Yongan Palace, Song Xiaolan secretly asked the maid who took care of him since he was a child, when did he start to look good before? The maid said that it was half a month later, so Song Xiaolan pinched the time to see her sister's changes every day.
After half a month, Song Xiaosi and Song Xiaomu were still wrinkled and ugly.
Song Xiaolan was in a hurry.
The time is up! Why hasn't my sister changed? Is it going to be so ugly forever? !
The warm silver carbon burned in the bedroom, Lin Feilu fell asleep leaning on the limp, Song Xiaolan slapped on the rocking bed with the waves rolling and teasing his sister for a while, and finally his eyes swept back and forth on their faces , Finally made a fist to make sure: "Sister, don’t worry! Even if you have been so ugly, in the future, my brother will definitely send you the most handsome man in the world, let you choose!"
Song Xiaosi stretched out her small fist and danced wildly, giggling, and laughed out of her saliva.
Song Xiaomu is relatively quiet, looking at his brother with big eyes, trying to understand what he is talking about in his constantly moving mouth.
Of course, Song Xiaolan's worries are superfluous, and ugliness is impossible.
Beauty may be late, but never absent.
One month later, the two little princesses turned into ice and snow milk dumplings, white, soft and cute. Song Xiaolan, who paid close attention to the changes of her younger sister every day, successfully understood the mood of a mother's queen.
Ah! My sister is so cute, ah, so cute!
Song Xiaolan angrily commented on the book he read back then:
——Love is not a perfunctory statement when there is no word to praise! Cuteness is the best and cutest compliment in the world!
Me, my sisters and I are so cute! ! !