The Imperial Concubine Just Wants To Be a Salted Fish Every Day

  Chapter 1178 The Loved One (Part 2)

  Thinking that she was about to meet the person she liked, Li Fuyan was both looking forward to it, but also a little worried.

  She touched her plump waist and sighed.

   "I don't know if Yulang will be disappointed when he sees me like this?"

  Yao Wanfang comforted: "Don't be afraid, what he appreciates is your talent, it has nothing to do with your appearance."

  Li Fuyan: "What if? Everyone has a heart for beauty. What if he doesn't like fat people?"

  Xiao Xixi said while licking melon seeds: "That can only mean that you have no destiny. You can abandon him and find the next favorite target."

Having said that, Li Fuyan still feels unwilling.

  She doesn’t want to miss the chance to get love because of her appearance.

  Li Fuyan put her heart in a blank, and said firmly: "I want to lose weight!"

  Xiao Xixi's action of nibbling sunflower seeds.

  She asked in surprise: "Are you sure?"

Li Fuyan nodded vigorously without hesitation: "Yes, I must lose weight. Even if I can't lose my previous figure, at least I must become a normal person. When I can't stand the meeting, he looks into my eyes. Even the slightest disappointment!"

  Yao Wanfang: "But losing weight is very hard. You have tried to lose weight before, and it didn’t take long for you to..."

  Li Fuyan interrupted her, and resolutely said: "I won't give up this time, I will definitely stick to it!"

  For love, for her long-awaited love, she must lose weight successfully!

  Xiao Xixi thought for a while: "Then you can reduce it. You can reduce it as much as you can."

  It's not that she thinks obesity is ugly, she just thinks that being too fat will affect her health.

  If Li Fuyan can lose weight, it will be good for her health.

  During dinner, Xiao Xixi talked to Luo Qinghan about Li Fuyan's noodles.

   "I want to go and have a look at that time, and take a stroll outside by the way."

  Luo Qinghan put a piece of fat and suitable twice-cooked pork into the Xixi bowl, and said casually: "Okay, I will accompany you when the time comes."

  Xiao Xixi quickly refused: "No, you are so busy, how can you waste precious time on shopping and playing things like this? You should stay in the palace and do your own business."

  Luo Qinghan: "I suspect you are connoting me."

  Xiao Xixi: "Why? You think too much, I'm talking from the bottom of my heart."

  Luo Qinghan did not speak any more.

  He began to wonder in his heart that he had to find a time period with relatively little government affairs, and take his wife and children out of the palace for fun.

  Little cutie raised her fleshy paw: "I will go out of the palace with my mother!"

  Xiao Changsheng reminded: "You still have to go to class."

  Little cute pouting, she prefers to go out of the palace to play instead of going to class.

  Xiao Xixi touched the little juggling on her daughter’s head: “This time I have a business to do with your Aunt Li, so I can’t take you together. I will bring you delicious food when I come back.”

   Hearing something delicious, the little cutie immediately cheered up.

  She looked at her mother's queen with bright eyes.

   "That's it!"

  Speaking, she didn't forget to extend her little finger.

  Xiao Xixi also stretched out her little finger.

  The two little thumbs hooked each other and shook them up and down twice, so it was a promise.

  After dinner, Luo Qinghan went to the small study to personally check the homework of his children.

  He has very strict requirements for Xiaochangsheng. Even if it is just a trivial matter such as copying characters, he must be perfect.

  Luo Qinghan circled a few words that were not so beautiful, and asked Xiao Changsheng to copy each word ten times.

  Xiao Changsheng picked up a brush without saying a word and started writing on the spot.

   Seeing that the emperor is so strict, Little Cutie can't help but feel a little worried.

  The words written by my brother are so beautiful, and my father is not satisfied. Then, shouldn't all the words she wrote be rejected?

  However, Luo Qinghan did not say where she did not write well after reading her connected characters, and nodded that it was okay.

  Little cutie was relieved and took a long breath.

  Luo Qinghan pulled out a copybook in small letters from the bookshelf and placed it in front of Little Cute.

  "You will copy this copybook in the future, and write at least ten copies every day. I will check it."

  The little cute tone came up again. Actually, you have to arrange extra homework? !

  She pulled her father's sleeves and pleaded pitifully.

   "Can you write less?"

  She neither likes to read books nor write a lot of words.

  Luo Qinghan has always been more tolerant towards this white and tender little girl.

  He squatted down, helped her pull the shredded hair on the temples behind his ears, and asked in a slower voice.

   "Then how much do you want to write?"

  Little cutie put up a chubby little finger and said carefully: "One piece?"

  Luo Qinghan smiled faintly: "Yes."

  Little cutie was about to cheer, when he heard the father say next.

  "You can just write one, or even not write, but I will check your homework every day. If your writing does not improve, then your future homework will be doubled."

  Little cutie was stunned.

  Luo Qinghan didn't care whether she understood or not, he explained patiently.

   "I asked you to practice calligraphy, not to make you embarrassed deliberately. I want to make the characters you write better. As long as your characters are good-looking, you can do it or not."

   Little cutie asked inexplicably, "What's the use of writing nicely?"

  Luo Qinghan: "If you write well, your master will praise you in front of all your classmates, and all classmates will look at you with envy and admiration."

  Little cutie thought about the scene, felt that it was more face-saving, and immediately got motivation.

   "Then I will practice calligraphy!"

  Luo Qinghan touched the little juggling on her head: "Go."

  The two little ones conscientiously practiced the calligraphy, and fell asleep under the service of the maids.

  Luo Qinghan took a bath as usual.

  When he returned to the bedroom, Xi Xi was already asleep on the bed.

  Luo Qinghan walked over, rubbed her cheek with his fingertips, and slowly slid down the roots of her ears, putting his palms against the back of her neck into the placket.

  There was a little coolness on his fingertips, which made Xiao Xixi wake up from his sleep.

  She half-opened her eyes and muttered in a daze.

   "Don't make trouble, go to sleep."

  Luo Qinghan leaned down, rubbed his lips against the corner of her mouth, and whispered.

   "I want to make time to go outside and have a look, what do you want to go?"

  Xiao Xixi cheered up a little: "Do you want to tour south?"

  Emperor Dasheng has the habit of traveling south, but she doesn't like this method very much. Not only does it waste the people and money, but also has a large group of people around, making it unhappy at all.

  Luo Qinghan kissed her, and said: "It's not the southern tour, it's the microservice tour."

  Xiao Xixi thinks this can be done.

  If you go on a tour, you don’t have to be surrounded by a large group of people. They can play whatever they want.

  As for safety, she doesn't worry much.

  As if peace is going down today, I haven’t heard of anyone wanting to rebel.

   And both of them can martial arts, and then arrange some agile guards to protect in secret, it should be no problem.

  She was still thinking about the micro-service tour, but she didn't notice that her clothes had been untied.

  The warm body pressed down and interrupted her thoughts.

  (End of this chapter)