Su Xiaorui is not afraid of life at all. He didn't regard Emperor Ming as an emperor at all, but regarded him as a kind grandfather.

  He leaned his body in the arms of Emperor Ming with a grin, rubbing the dragon pattern on his chest, closing his eyes comfortably.

   Ye Xiaonian saw Su Xiaorui's lazy look, and wanted to hit him.

  Su Xiaorui suddenly thought of something: "Grandpa Emperor, your body..."

   "Are you better" before he said the words, he felt his father staring at him with sharp eyes, and he quickly changed the words.

   "It must be very good. It can hold me and my brother at the same time." Su Xiaorui pursed his mouth with some complaints, "Daddy thinks I am heavy and refuses to hug me."

  Emperor Ming was amused and laughed. He stretched out his hand and rubbed his brain, even the lines at the corners of his eyes stretched out a lot: "Your dad is impatient, and he will come to empty it often in the future.

   "Hey." Su Xiaorui's clear eyes were bent, and he hugged Emperor Ming with his arms, "Grandpa Emperor is the best."

   Emperor Ming is getting old, and there is no one caring around him, and now the soft heart is going to be melted.

   Ye Feibai looked at Su Xiaorui's phoenix eyes slightly.

  Su Ying understood something at this moment, and gave Ye Feibai a meaningful look, her expression a bit bad.

  Yefeibai suddenly felt a sense of wind and rain.

  Mingdi seemed to have thought of something: "Xiao Rui, how did your father find you?"

Su Xiaorui's black eyes rolled: "It's a coincidence. On the Qixi Festival, my mother and I went to see the lantern. At that time, a large group of people in black appeared suddenly, and my mother and I were scattered. I was afraid. My mother couldn’t find me, so she hid under a small stall. It didn’t take long for me to discover that there was a person who looked exactly like me... well, my brother."

  Su Xiaorui stopped here again. Grandpa Emperor is the emperor. He must be able to find out who the people in black are.

   There was a look of horror on his little face: "Later, Xiao Rui learned that the group of people in black was going to kill Daddy and Brother. Those people were holding long swords and killing people at sight. They all looked terrifying."

  The face of Emperor Ming sank suddenly, who was so bold!

  Su Xiaorui saw Emperor Ming’s thoughtful appearance, and his small body was a little trembling: “A killer was also found not long ago. Daddy was injured because of Xiaorui...”

   "Unreasonable!" Mingdi hugged the two children tightly, patted them to soothe them, his face was gloomy, "this matter must be thoroughly investigated!"

  The atmosphere in Ci Ning Palace was a bit cold for a while, Su Xiaorui finished the case and continued to sell cute.

  He also told the emperor about the exchange of identities between him and Xiao Nian, but he heard that his mother had amnesia before, so many plots have been obscured.

   Ye Xiaonian was sitting on Emperor Ming’s body in a precarious manner, even a little bit like sitting on pins and needles.

  But Su Xiaorui was different. When he was uncomfortable, he had to change his posture. When he talked about the happy place, he danced and made Mingdi laugh.

  The queen mother listened attentively, with a smile on her lips, wishing to hold Xiao Rui over and hug herself.

Concubine Mi pursed her lips, her face getting worse.

  Su Xiaorui talked and talked to the top of the calligraphy. He held Mingdi's neck and said coquettishly: "Grandpa Emperor, Xiaorui's writing is not good, and my dad will kill me."

  Emperor Ming replied without thinking: "Wait a moment, Grandpa Emperor Huang and talk about him."

   Ye Feibai gritted his teeth and looked at this small carrot head, which was so impressive, and forced out three words: "Su, Xiao, Rui!"

  Su Xiaorui quickly shrank into Emperor Ming’s arms.

Emperor Ming glared at Ye Feibai: "What do you do to children so fiercely? What does it matter if you don't practice well in calligraphy? When you grow up, practice slowly!"

   Ye Feibai was speechless, his father didn’t say that when he was young.

  Su Ying slowly drank his tea, and suddenly, who exactly did Xiao Rui look like this child?

   Emperor Ming thought for a while and said to Su Xiaorui solemnly: "But you still need to practice well, you know?"

  Su Xiaorui nodded very obediently: "Xiao Rui will definitely practice well. Dad said that Grandpa Huang writes very well. Can Grandpa Huang guide Xiao Rui next time?"

  Emperor Ming was coaxed by him again, and he agreed without thinking: "It's natural to be good. From now on, Grandpa Emperor will teach you how to practice calligraphy."

   "Grandpa Xie Huang."

  Ye Feibai was quite satisfied with the result, Xiao Rui was so skinny, it would be good to have the guidance of his father.

  The Emperor Ming thought that Xiao Rui's handwriting was not good enough, and was a little worried about his studies. He was thinking of showing him which master is good, so he asked casually: "Which can read the book?"

  Su Xiaorui nodded, his eyes gleaming: "Yes, Xiaorui has read so many books... and memorizes a lot of poems. My mother taught me."

   "Oh? Can you recite poems?" Emperor Ming looked at him lovingly, "Then you recite a poem for Grandpa Emperor."

   "It was noon on the day of hoeing, sweat dripping down the soil, who knows that the Chinese food on the plate is hard, um, and..." Su Xiaorui shook his head and recites many ancient poems at once.

  A look of admiration appeared on Emperor Ming's face: "Very good."

Su Xiaorui heard the admiration, with a triumphant expression on his face: "I already went to school in a private school last year, and my husband always praised me. In addition to teaching me to recite ancient poems and idioms, my mother also taught me to face pairs. It counts."

  Mingdi asked with some interest: "Does it still count?"

   "Yeah!" Su Xiaorui smiled slightly, with a triumphant look on his tender cheeks: "Grandpa Emperor, Xiaorui asked you a question, can you do a good job?"

  Mingdi wanted to know what this milk doll had learned: "Try it?"

  Su Xiaorui is young, but in order to develop his logical thinking, Su Ying has consciously taught him some mathematics since he is sensible.

  Ye Xiaonian didn't dabble in this field before, but after finding his mother, he began to study mathematics.

  He is smart and knows how to do it, and now he has a strong interest in mathematics. He heard Su Xiaorui's questions, and he was a little eager to try.

  Su Xiaorui cleared his throat: "At the beginning, this question is very simple. What is the total number of one, two, three, four up to one hundred?"

  Mingdi felt a little funny when he heard this topic. It is indeed a very simple topic. One plus two is three, and three is six. Just keep adding the numbers...

  Some of the servants in Ci Ning Palace knew how to count. After hearing this question from Su Xiaorui, he had the same idea as the emperor.

  Su Xiaorui saw that Emperor Ming was disapproving, and smiled slightly: “No other tools are allowed. When Xiaorui counts from one to ten, he must immediately come up with the answer, one, two, three..."