The little princess added: "The queen definitely does not call herself a mourning family. Even if the emperor dies, she will not say it. This term is unlucky and disrespectful to the emperor."
Li Yun was immediately embarrassed. Modern film and television dramas killed people, and the emperor estimated that he would slap into the cold palace with a slap.
However, the little princess has lived in modern times for a period of time and has also learned a lot of modern terms, so she can use her widowhood - wait, is widowed an ancient term?
However, Princess Yongning has no possibility of becoming a queen in theory, but she has kept these rules in her heart. Sure enough, there are dangers in the palace, and even the favored little princess must be careful.
Li Yun suddenly thought of something. He picked up the little princess and kissed her again. He smiled and asked, "Xiao Yongning, shouldn't you call me a horseman?"
Zhu Shu'e was blushing by the kiss, and said shyly: "Yes, my husband should actually be called my princess, but I like to call my husband~"
"Oh why?"
"Because...because it is called that in Chinese opera, husband and husband are better to hear~"
Li Yun suddenly realized that this little princess often listened to the drama with her mother and a group of concubines, and in the love stories performed in the drama, the husband was called the husband, so she liked this title.
"Does your husband prefer me to be called Fu Ma?" the little princess asked in a low voice, with a cute little face full of crimson and her little lips pursed slightly.
"It's okay. Whatever you want to call Yongning." Li Yun scraped her little nose and smiled: "Why don't you change your name occasionally as Yongning. You usually call your husband, and occasionally call a husband, husband?"
"Good, good~"
The little princess became even more shy, and then, looking at Li Yun with a pair of shy eyes, she mustered up the courage and called out: "Punma~, Yongning really likes you~"
"Princess also likes princesses!"
Responding to her feelings, Li Yun was itchy in his heart and couldn't help holding her thin waist, walking upstairs while kissing her.
There are only three people in the family now, and Li Feng has a close relationship with him in Mount Taihuang, and Li Yun can hardly worry about anything.
When she came to the living room on the second floor, the little princess Yongning was already blushing, and she was weakly leaning against the horse and breathing.
"In half an hour, Caiwei will leave school, and we will pick them up when the time comes."
Sitting on the sofa, Li Feng looked at the time and then at the shy little princess. With a smile on his mouth, he said, "My satyr brother, are you planning to eat our little princess?"
Princess Yongning trembled, shyly buried her head on Li Yun's shoulder.
"Half an hour? Am I the one who ended so soon."
Li Yun started a nasty joke, and caressed the little princess's blue silk hair in a petting way: "The princess is delicate and weak, so let's do it later."
Zhu Shu'e has been ill since she was a child, and her body develops very slowly. She is indeed delicate and frail, unable to withstand wind and rain. Even if Li Yun has a recovery pill in his hand, he will not do anything to her.
"You dote on the little princess."
Li Feng chuckled slightly, with a faint trace of sadness between his brows.
"Sister, what's wrong with you?" Li Yun looked at her and asked.
"It's nothing, let's get picking Weiwei. I haven't missed them for a week, so let's go shopping."
"Yongning, let's go out together."
"OK~"
In the evening, the family sat at the dining table and ate happily. During the period, Li Feng answered two more calls, and looked very impatient every time he answered.
