Although Yiyi couldn't understand what her mother said, she could understand Yiyi, her daughter and Her Highness. She turned her head and saw her father. She immediately yelled and raised the ball in her hand. It seemed that she was telling King Jing that dad should come and play.

King Jing's eyes softened as he walked over and sat down on the edge of the Kang, seriously playing with his daughter.

King Jing has only seen it and has never tried it in person. At the beginning, he was not proficient. Either throw it high or throw it far away. Yiyi is still small after all. Her eyes are not vivid. She can't see the ball. She is stunned and doesn't cry. She just turns her head to look for it. Or Xiaohua can't see it. Find the ball and pass it to her.

As soon as she saw the ball, Yi Yi smiled and threw it at King Jing. King Jing hooked up the lower lip corner, mastered the trick this time, and gently threw it back. Ho'er lay in the back of Yiyi. After watching it for a while, he seemed to be excited. He sat up askew. First, he just looked at it. When the ball was thrown to his hand, he suddenly picked it up and threw it at King Jing. After throwing it, he smiled shyly at King Jing.

He Er didn't depend on and was lively. He rarely made such a lovely appearance. He let the little flower die. He rushed over and kissed his son and wrinkled his face.

This time, ho'er also participated in it. King Jing also deliberately threw the small colored ball at his son, threw it twice, Yiyi shouted at him, and then he wouldn't throw it there for the time being.

After playing for a quarter of an hour, Yiyi seemed tired. After throwing the ball out, she stretched out her two little hands to Xiaohua.

"Oh, shall we play? My mother feels it. Oh, I'm sweating."

Yiyi seems to think that "sweating" is a good thing, and she shows a toothless smile.

After using a warm pad to wipe sweat for her son and daughter, Xiaohua asked clove to bring two bowls of dishes. She and King Jing hold one and feed it. King Jing's movements are much more clumsy than Xiaohua. The slender big palm pinched a special little jade spoon for feeding the two children, which added a little funny.

But he was serious and didn't leak out, or his daughter was everywhere.

After the two little guys were full, they drank some warm water, and then lay down on a small quilt on the Kang. One of them also pillowed a small pillow. The pillow was made by mother he herself and filled with corduroy. It was a very small one. Xiaohua put a thin mattress on them, and the two soon fell asleep.

When the room was quiet, King Jing thought of the strange eyes of the little flower just now, so he asked softly, "why did you look at me with those eyes just now?"

Xiaohua blinked and looked innocent, "where is it?"

King Jing's eyes narrowed slightly and glanced at her. Xiaohua pretended to pull the quilt for the child. When she turned back, she smiled again. It was a very blocking thing, but it made Xiaohua more and more amused.

Listen to the little Xia Zi's description, you can hear how good the ladies of the uncle's family are. I don't know if they will find their highness again after eating shriveled in Changchun hospital. How will your highness react then?

Xiaohua doesn't worry about finding the West courtyard at all. Since King Jing said he didn't want outsiders to know about the existence of the two children, it's not so easy to enter the gate of the West courtyard.

I was thinking about it. Suddenly I was hugged from behind.

Xiaohua turns around and faces the tip of King Jing's nose.

The lip quickly came close to her and asked in a dumb voice, "speak quickly."

Oh, this man will make a beautiful man plan! But how can Xiaohua be easily shaken.

The two baby babies on the Kang slept very sweet.