Walking Dead (1)

Emperor Ziwei stood outside the hall.

Everyone in Hidden Deer Palace rose to their feet and bowed to Emperor Ziwei.

Madam Xia narrowed her eyes slightly and said nothing.

She had a grudge against Emperor Ziwei, but now, for Zhu 'er, she had no choice but to beg her.

"Emperor, Zhu Er is almost seven months old now. She can sit and crawl, but she can't stand steadily. She liked to drink milk, and she liked to bite into soft fruit juice. She just had two baby teeth, so she doesn't need to use much strength. Emperor, you can slowly add some soft vermicelli to her. "

The nanny in front of Princess Jing Shu was carefully explaining her habits to Emperor Zi Wei, who had also taken note of it.

The little fellow seemed to understand what they were saying. Its big eyes flickered as it looked at everyone.

The Crown Prince, who always loved to sleep, was also awake.

He held his sister's hand tightly and refused to let go.