Ye Shangzhou raised his voice and instructed Xiao Xunzi to have the wet nurse bring the young master over. After the wet nurse arrived, he personally carried the baby in from outside the door, making sure that no one else was allowed to set foot in the room.

Qiao Zhen stared longingly at the swaddled baby in Ye Shangzhou's hands. When she saw the wrinkled little face that looked like a monkey's bottom, she sincerely praised, "He looks just like you."

"..." The feeling of having a lump in his throat, wanting to swallow it but not being able to, wanting to spit it out but not daring to, was truly excruciating. Ye Shangzhou went against his conscience and agreed, "Yes, yes, look at those small eyes."

Qiao Zhen looked at Ye Shangzhou with a mocking expression, "Yes, he's just as ugly as you."

Ye Shangzhou flicked his finger across Qiao Zhen's nose, smiling maliciously, "Well, now that you've gained power because of your son, you dare to joke about me. You've got some nerve!"

Qiao Zhen frowned slightly and looked innocently at Ye Shangzhou. "Just now you agreed with what I said. You said, 'Yes, look at his small eyes.' Don't his eyes look like yours? I think they look very similar."

Ye Shangzhou disdainfully placed the swaddled baby carefully in Qiao Zhen's arms, "See?"

The mouth is too honest!

She looks disgusted, but her body language doesn't quite tell the truth. Even her movements are very cautious.

The baby in her arms suddenly started crying loudly. Qiao Zhen pulled open the swaddling clothes and found that it wasn't wet, so it must be hungry. She immediately unbuttoned her clothes, and Ye Shangzhou's eyes widened in surprise.

"What are you doing?!" Ye Shangzhou pulled her clothes back up tightly.

Qiao Zhen was completely baffled. "He's hungry, I need to breastfeed him! Aren't you going out?"

Ye Shangzhou's eyes instantly turned red with jealousy. "He has a wet nurse to feed him, you can feed me." He pulled open Qiao Zhen's clothes and bit Zhu Hong into his mouth.

The infant in their arms instinctively sought out food, and the father and son each occupied one.

Qiao Zhen: Did I raise two sons?

She hasn't yet realized how wonderful and carefree these days are.

The twelfth year of Emperor Linxian's reign.

The Great Night Dynasty has reached a new level of peak.

But the leaders present a different picture.

Ye Yingwen was three years old, a lively, active, and mischievous age. Ye Yingwen was the son of Qiao Zhen and Ye Shangzhou. From the time he became conscious, he clearly defined Ye Shangzhou's status as a "food-stealing bastard".

This shows how unsuccessful Ye Shangzhou was as a father, and how much he disappointed Qiao Zhen.

Unfortunately, the person involved had a damn sense of superiority. When Ye Shangzhou and Ye Yingwen were fighting over food, it was very intense, ranging from verbal abuse to physical fights.

Of course, Ye Shangzhou didn't dare to really go all out, after all, he only had one son, and he was the one Qiao Zhen had painstakingly carried for ten months to give birth to.

Qiao Zhen and Ye Huaijin sat in the courtyard discussing national affairs, while Ye Shangzhou pretended to be playing with Ye Yingwen under a tree nearby, but in reality, he was eyeing Qiao Zhen covetously. The father and son seemed to have a telepathic connection; when there was an external enemy, they united against it, and after the external enemy was eliminated, they would start a civil war.

To be fair, Ye Huaijin is a truly exceptional person. Ye Shangzhou was busy vying for favor with Ye Yingwen all day long and had no time to deal with memorials, so he handed over all the important state affairs to Ye Huaijin. Not only did Ye Huaijin not harbor any disloyalty, but he also handled them very well.

When Ye Huaijin left with the memorial, the father and son, one big and one small, clung to Qiao Zhen like two leeches. The younger one hugged her leg and asked in a soft, sweet voice, "Mother, do you still love your son and father as much as before?"

Ye Yingwen looked up at Qiao Zhen with expectant eyes, and even grabbed Qiao Zhen's dress with his little paws and shook it. He urged, "Mother, please speak! Do you still like your son and father as much as before? Has your affection for your son lessened compared to before? Has your affection for Uncle Jin increased compared to before?"

Qiao Zhen had no choice but to squat down and hug Ye Yingwen. His series of questions were exactly the same as those asked by Qi Yijuan in the previous mission. Without a doubt, Ye Shangzhou had taught Ye Yingwen to ask them. "Mother still likes you as before. She only feels gratitude towards Young Master Jin, not affection."

Ye Yingwen got the answer she wanted and immediately covered her mouth with her chubby little hands to giggle.

Ye Shangzhou, out of Qiao Zhen's sight, winked and made suggestive gestures to Ye Yingwen.

Ye Yingwen rested her face on Qiao Zhen's not-so-large chest and asked with little interest, "Then, Mother, do you still like Father as much as before?"

“Hmm…” Qiao Zhen thought seriously for a short time, “Mother’s affection for Father seems to be a little less.” She held Ye Yingwen in one arm and used the thumb and forefinger of her other hand to measure about half an inch in length, “About this little bit less.”

Ye Yingwen exclaimed in surprise, "Wow—then Mother Empress's favorite person now is your son!"

Nightfall Boat was so angry he gritted his teeth.

That night, Ye Shangzhou left the sleeping Ye Yingwen to be cared for by the nanny, while he clung to Qiao Zhen, saying aggrievedly, "Zhen, you don't like me as much as you like Yingwen."

Qiao Zhen casually pinched Ye Shangzhou's cheek and said cruelly, "People who do nothing all day have no right to play the victim in front of me."

The phrase "doing nothing" perfectly describes Ye Shangzhou. Ever since he competed with Ye Yingwen for the emperor's favor, he has started to let himself go, leaving all the affairs of state to Qiao Zhen and Ye Huaijin, and spending his days so idle that he's practically plucking his own leg hair.

Qiao Zhen could only express her helplessness and temporarily regard it as a sweet burden.

Ye Shangzhou leaned against Qiao Zhen, his body limp. He looked up at Qiao Zhen with admiration, "Ah Zhen is so amazing. We can't let Ah Zhen's talent go to waste. I'm the best to you."

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