Villainess Wants To Turn Over A New Leaf

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Song Xiaolan was made a prince when he was five years old.

His personality is more like Lin Feilu, he is outgoing and bright, he smiles when he meets everyone, and his big eyes bend into the shape of a crescent moon when he smiles, and he looks harmless to people and animals. He is smart, he started literacy at the age of two, and he could memorize the Four Books and Five Classics at the age of three, which is many times stronger than his fourth uncle.

Lin Feilu thought her son was more like herself at first, until one day she saw that Song Xiaolan had pitifully deceived Song Yu's sympathy in order to eat an extra popsicle, and she secretly showed a little fox-like smile with the popsicle under the porch.

So this is still a small sesame dumpling? ? ?

For a while, he didn't know whether he was more like himself or more like Song Jinglan.

Oh no, I seem to have done this kind of thing often before...

Anyway, Song Xiaolan, who inherited his parents' IQ and personality, became the little prince who was favored by the whole palace, even the whole dynasty, and even the entire Lincheng people.

Apart from her father and mother, Song Xiaolan's favorite person is her uncle. When he was three years old, his eldest uncle brought his younger uncle to the palace as a guest. For the first time, Song Xiaolan met his little uncle Lin Zhanyuan, whom her mother often talked about.

Song Xiaolan has no shortage of playmates in the palace. Because Lin Feilu opened a royal kindergarten in the palace, and let the children of the same age of civil and military officials come to the palace to go to school every few days.

Royal compulsory education, there are fun, food, and knowledge. You can get to know people from all walks of life, but ordinary people can't get in. The court officials squeezed their heads and wanted to send their children to Chuntian Huahua Kindergarten founded by the Queen.

As the prince, Song Xiaolan is the most distinguished child in Chuntian Huahua Kindergarten.

Every day when the court officials sent their children to school, they would instruct them in every possible way that they should be respectful to His Royal Highness, act and speak insurmountably, and must not lose their etiquette.

So although Song Xiaolan has many playmates of the same age, he can't let go of playing because of his status and status. He doesn't like it at all.

Until my uncle shows up!

Little uncle will not be tied down just because he is the prince, he is willing to play with him and is more excited than him.

The little uncle treats him as well as the father and the queen mother, and he can feel his love for him from the eyes and tone of the little uncle. Song Xiaolan is so smart, in fact, after meeting Lin Zhanyuan for a long time, she realized that he is different from ordinary people.

He was afraid that his mother would be sad, so he only secretly asked his father.

The father said that my uncle was poisoned by bad people when he was a child, so he will never grow up and will always be a child.

Song Xiaolan felt that there was nothing wrong with this.

What a joy to be a child 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 the motherland's homeland, and it is also the first time he has been so far away from the palace.

He saw the friends who liked to play marbles that his younger uncle had told him about, and the eldest uncle's zoo. The country style is not as gorgeous as the palace, but it makes him feel as free as a bird roaming in the sky.

It is the season of planting, and the peasants work at sunrise and sunset every day. When they arrive, the flat and empty farmland is filled with green crops within a few days.

The field ridge was full of wild flowers flying in the wind. Song Xiaolan took Lin Feilu's hand and walked along the crisscrossed paths like a curious baby.

- "Mother, what is that?"

——"It's rice, it's the rice we eat."

- "Then what is this?"

- "It's a pumpkin."

——"Wow, it's my favorite pumpkin cake!"

For the first time he saw grain being planted, and he felt that everything was very fresh. The people were busy in the farmland, hunched over planting rice and planting seedlings. Song Xiaolan watched for a while, then turned to Lin Feilu and said, "Mother, I will eat obediently in the future, and I will never waste it again."

He was smarter than most children, and quickly realized Lin Feilu's intention to bring him to see these things.

Today, the two countries of Lin and Song are peaceful and prosperous. In the future, when Song Jinglan hands over the throne to him, he will also give him a world that does not need to worry about prosperity.

Along the way, he has seen prosperous towns and barren villages. He has to know that the world is not as luxurious as the palace he is in, and he also needs to know where everything he has is from.

Not to follow in the footsteps of the first emperor of the Song Dynasty and make absurd remarks of "why not eat minced meat".

Education should start from the baby, Lin Feilu deeply pursued this principle.

The family of three stayed in Qinshan for half a month, and then went back to the palace after half a month of seclusion.

Song Xiaolan was not willing when she left.

For children, he prefers this kind of unrestrained mountain and childlike life to the gorgeous palace. Lin Feilu hugged the child and coaxed him for a while, and promised to take him to Qinshan for vacation every year, and the child finally agreed. On the way back, Lin Feilu had no energy, and sometimes felt sleepy.

At first, she thought that it was because she had been sitting in the carriage for a long time, and the tiredness of the boat caused her sleepiness. It was not until she returned to the palace that her sleepiness continued, and she was called to the imperial doctor to see that she was pregnant again.

This time, it was different from the ease with which Song Xiaolan was pregnant, and the pregnancy reaction was more serious than the last time. The lower abdomen is also very obvious. Lin Feilu feels that his body is dead every day, heavy, tired and sleepy. He is not willing to practice yoga anymore, and he just wants to lie down every day.

Song Jinglan supervises her yoga practice every day, and even takes her around the palace if she doesn't practice.

She was not happy to take a few more steps, and let him hold her on the way back. She was pregnant and heavier, but Song Jinglan hugged her as easily as before.

It wasn't until the month old that the imperial doctor had a pulse. The Empress was pregnant with twins. No wonder the reactions were so obvious.

Lin Feilu was stunned.

Do you actually 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's eyes were a little heavy after hearing the news.

Fertility is inherently risky, and twin births are even more risky.

Although the imperial doctor has repeatedly assured that, judging from the Queen's physical condition, the possibility of dystocia is very small, but he does not want her to experience all the things that may be risky.

Song Jinglan screened out the palace servants in Lin'an Hall, leaving only the imperial physician.

The candles in the hall were brightly lit, reflecting on His Majesty's gloomy face, making him tremble with fright, thinking that he was going to die soon.

Who knows, but he heard a low voice from the front ask: "Is there any medicine to sterilize men?"

The imperial doctor knelt down with a plop and kowtowed again and again: "Your Majesty must not! Your Majesty is the real dragon and the emperor, the body of a thousand gold, must not be!"

The sound of footsteps approached, the imperial doctor fell on the ground, only saw a pair of ink boots, and the voice above his head was light and cold: "Yes, or no?"

The imperial doctor was in tears.

After a while, Song Jinglan waved him to step back, and before leaving, he explained in a low voice, "This matter is not a third-party thing."

The imperial doctor shivered: "Wei Chen knows that even if Wei Chen dies, he will bring this secret into the coffin!"

Lin Feilu didn't know this, she was still raising her baby in peace. It's just that the person who performs prenatal education every day has changed from Song Jinglan to Song Xiaolan.

He had heard from his mother before that when he was in his mother's womb, it was his father who gave him prenatal education by blowing flute and reading every day. Now that he's grown up, it's his turn to apply what he has learned all his life!

So the children sat on the small bench every day, reciting the Four Books and Five Classics to the bulging abdomen of the mother. He can also play the guqin, and the little man sits in front of the guqin, and with the touch of his fingertips, the sound of the guqin will flow out. Every time he looked at him, Lin Feilu would think of the little beauty who was in the Cuizhu Residence.

Produced in late autumn when laurel floats.

Lin Feilu gave birth to two daughters successfully, so there were two more little princesses in the palace.

Since there are two daughters, the name that I thought of before is not easy to use anymore.

One is called Song Xiaolu, is the other called Song Xiaofei? It is too perfunctory! Readers can't stand it!

So Lin Feilu took the name of "Simu", his sister's name is Song Xiaosi, and his sister's name is Song Xiaomu.

Well, perfect.

When her sister was just born, the long-awaited Song Xiaolan couldn't wait to visit. The two little babies slept on the side-by-side rocking bed. Song Xiaolan leaned on the edge of the bed and looked in, but she was stunned at a glance.

He raised his head to look at the nine-chain mother who was sitting on the soft couch next to him, whom Aunt Jie had sent thousands of miles away, then lowered his head to look at the two younger sisters on the rocking bed, and finally sighed earnestly: "Mother, I know why you used to dislike it. I'm ugly, I used to be as ugly as my sister, right?"

Song Xiaosi, who had watery eyes open, burst into tears.

Lin Feilu said, "Quickly apologize to my sister!"

Song Xiaolan: "Sister, I'm sorry! My brother is wrong! My sister is the most beautiful girl in the world!"

That being said, after leaving Yong'an Palace, Song Xiaolan secretly asked the maid who had taken care of her since she was a child, when did he start to look good before? The maid said it would be half a month later, so Song Xiaolan took the time to check her sister's changes every day.

Half a month later, Song Xiaosi and Song Xiaomu were still wrinkled and ugly.

Song Xiaolan was anxious. It's time! Why hasn't my sister been beautiful yet! Are you going to be this ugly forever? !

Warm silver charcoal was burning in the dormitory, Lin Feilu fell asleep leaning against the floppy, Song Xiaolan played with her little sister on the rocking bed with the waves rolling for a while, and finally her eyes swept back and forth across their faces, and finally she clenched her fists. Guarantee: "Sister, don't worry! Even if you are always so ugly, my brother will definitely send the most handsome man in the world to you, and let you choose!"

Song Xiaosi stretched out his fists and danced wildly, giggling, and his saliva burst out.

Song Xiaomu was relatively quiet, she only looked at her brother with big dripping eyes, trying to understand what he was saying in his constantly moving mouth.

Of course, Song Xiaolan's worries were all superfluous, it was impossible to be ugly.

Beauty may be late, but never absent.

One month later, the two little princesses turned into ice cream dumplings, white, soft and cute. Song Xiaolan, who was watching her sister's changes every day, successfully understood the feelings of her mother back then.

what! My sister is so cute, ah, so cute!

Song Xiaolan angrily annotated on the book she read back then:

――Cute is not a perfunctory remark when there are no words to praise! Cuteness is the best and cutest compliment in the world!

Me, me and my sisters, are so cute! ! !

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