"251133".

"466354".

"Wow~ Auntie, you're so amazing!" Little Siqi stared at the dice on the stone table with her big, round eyes, looking at Zixin with admiration.

Zixin straightened her back proudly. After years of hard work, she had finally learned to read dice.

"Little Siqi, practice with your aunt for a while longer. Your aunt will beat your Uncle Jing then." Zixin focused her attention and prepared to listen for a while longer.

At this moment, a short, chubby little boy ran up to Siqi, tugged at her clothes with his chubby little hands, and said to Zixin in a childish voice, "Mother, it's time for my sister to stay with me."

Siqi looked at her younger brother, who was a head shorter than her, and her big, bright eyes were very cute.

"Siqi, you play with Xiaoyang for now. I'm going to check on how your mother is making the mooncakes."

Siqi nodded.

Zixin rubbed Siqi's head and got up to leave the pavilion.

Yin Siqi looked down at Xiahou Yang, reached out her little hand, and happily pinched his chubby little face. It still felt so good.

Xiahou Yang grinned foolishly along with her. After a while, he pulled Siqi outside and said, "Sister, I'll show you something good."

"What good stuff?"

"Ants moving house."

Yin Siqi: "......"

She felt it would be better for her to practice dice with her aunt.

Zixin went to the kitchen and saw Mutian and Yin Jiahan making mooncake dough and filling respectively.

Before they got married, Zixin never dreamed that someone like Yin Jiahan could cook, and cook quite well at that.

"Zixin, aren't you going to play with Siqi?" Mu Tiantian asked as she saw Zixin coming over.

"Siqi was dragged away by Xiaoyang, is there anything I can help with?" Zixin rolled up her sleeves, ready to help.

Mu Tiantian blinked. "Xiahou Yu specifically told me not to let you into the kitchen. He said you burned the stove when you were home."

Zixin: "...Tiantian, believe me, it's the stove that's faulty, it has nothing to do with me, really."

Mu Tiantian was amused by her serious expression. "Why don't you help me make the filling?"

"good."

Just as Mu Tiantian was about to hand the bowl of filling to Zixin, a long, slender hand intercepted it and took it away.

Yin Jiahan said calmly, "You should go to the wine cellar and get the osmanthus wine and peach blossom wine."

Zixin pouted, "It's just mixing filling, I'm not going to poke a hole in the bowl."

"Xiahou said you've done that before. What if you ruin the filling Tian Tian made?" Yin Jiahan wanted to prevent this possibility from happening.

"That Xiahou Yu, he exposed all my secrets, just wait and see what he gets when he gets back." Zixin stormed out of the kitchen and headed towards the wine cellar.

Mu Tiantian smiled and said, "It's not as serious as you make it out to be."

"My wife has worked so hard on this, so I must be careful. My wife, you have filling on your face."

"Really?" Mu Tiantian touched her face after hearing this, but didn't feel anything. "Where?"

Yin Jiahan secretly kissed her on the corner of her mouth when she wasn't looking, saying, "Here."

Mu Tiantian couldn't help but smile, tilting her head to look at him, "Husband, you have powder on your face."

"Really?" Yin Jiahan moved closer to her, bringing his lips to hers, as if to ask, "Where?"

"exist..."

"Dad, Mom, what are you doing?" Little Siqi blinked her big eyes, looking at her parents' kissing with a puzzled expression.

This was the first time she had ever seen it.

Upon hearing the child's voice, Mu Tiantian quickly separated from Yin Jiahan, her cheeks flushed.

Yin Jiahan walked up to Xiao Siqi and Xiao Yang, "Why are you two here?"

"Come help Mom make mooncakes." Yin Siqi chuckled; she really didn't want to watch ants move house with Xiahou Yang.

Xiahou Yang nodded in agreement.

Yin Jiahan glanced around and saw the freshly made osmanthus cakes. He gave two pieces to the two of them and said, "You two go find Aunt Zixin."

Xiahou Yang was jumping around happily with the osmanthus cake in his hand.

Yin Siqi didn't know what to say. Why was her father still treating her like a three-year-old? She was clearly already four years old.

But osmanthus cake is quite delicious.

After the two children were shooed away, Yin Jiahan walked up to Mu Tiantian, bent down, and said, "Continue."

"Let's make the mooncakes first. Xiahou Yu and Jing Jue should be coming later, and the Emperor might also be here."

Yin Jiahan pursed his lips, realizing he actually had to make mooncakes for his love rival. He pounded the dough hard, making a thud.

Mu Tiantian coughed, and Yin Jiahan quickly kneaded the dough and smiled at her.

After a while, he brought over the salt shaker and sprinkled a lot of salt on the dough.

They'll die of saltiness.

"How old are you?" Mu Tiantian quietly walked up behind him and looked at him with a smile.

Yin Jiahan blinked, mimicking Siqi's expression, "Three and a half years old."

"You're half a year younger than Siqi?" Mu Tiantian looked at him with amusement.

"Still retaining a childlike innocence."

Mu Tiantian chuckled, then hooked her arm around his neck, stood on tiptoe, and kissed his lips, completing the kiss she hadn't finished earlier.

"Work hard, and if you make it delicious, there will be a reward tonight!" Mu Tiantian's sweet voice seductively aroused Yin Jiahan, making him eager for night to come.

At dusk, the full moon hung high in the sky.

Xiahou Yu and Jing Jue rushed back from the military camp.

Now the two are military generals, as well as the Prince of Zhenbei and the Marquis of Ding'an.

Zixin stepped forward and slapped Xiahou Yu, "Hey you, you actually revealed my past to Tiantian. Am I really that bad at cooking?"

Seeing Zixin's angry expression, Xiahou Yu immediately smiled apologetically, "Madam, you cook very well. It's just that the kitchen utensils are not good. I will replace all the kitchen utensils when we get back."

Zixin was easy to coax, and she raised her lips slightly, "That's more like it."

She glanced behind him. "Where's Jingjue?"

"he..."

Before Xiahou Yu could finish speaking, a figure rushed into the Imperial Preceptor's residence, closed the door, and let out a long sigh of relief.

Zixin recognized the person and asked in confusion, "Jingjue, who are you hiding from?"

"Hiding from women, or rather, three women." Xiahou Yu answered for him.

Zixin teased, "Wow, you're quite the ladies' man."

"Don't even mention it," Jing Jue said, looking troubled.

In the Chang Le Fang he opened a few years ago, there were two dancing girls who were sisters he had rescued. When the incident happened in the palace, he was the one who protected the two girls and ensured that they had nothing to do with the assassination of the emperor.

So the two sisters, who were already fond of him, now wanted to marry him and serve him, even if they were just concubines. But he had no feelings for them, so he went to the military camp to lead troops.

As a result, they encountered a Jin princess who had mistakenly entered the military camp disguised as a man, and some things happened between them.

From then on, he was entangled with that princess. The key point is that the princess even followed him back, and when they encountered the two dancers, the three of them started fighting as soon as they met.

Jingjue really couldn't solve the problem, so he quickly ran over while the three of them were arguing.

At the table.

Xiahou Yu took a sip of wine and recounted Jing Jue's romantic escapades to everyone.

This made everyone laugh.

Jing Jue rolled his eyes at Xiahou Yu, "You're so quick to speak."

Zixin smiled and said, "Of course, it's not like you just met him yesterday."

This was one of the few times she agreed with Jingjue.

Just as everyone was chatting and laughing, there was a knock on the door.

Just as Mu Tiantian was about to open the door, Yin Jiahan got up and told her to sit properly, then walked to the front door.

Dongfang Ziyi, dressed in casual clothes, was carrying a pot of wine.

When the two met, there was still a hint of tension in the air.

Seeing Yin Jia's cold face, Dongfang Ziyi smiled faintly, "Does the Grand Preceptor not welcome me?"

Yin Jiahan didn't speak, but stepped aside, and Ziyi went inside.

Yin Jiahan closed the gate and returned to the table in the courtyard.

Ziyi placed the wine on the table, and Xiaosiqi ran over and tugged at his sleeve, asking, "Your Majesty, what is this?"

Ziyi gently patted her head. "This is wine presented as tribute from the Jin Kingdom. Siqi, would you like some?"

Yin Jiahan came over and took Siqi away, saying, "The child is too young to drink alcohol."

Ziyi didn't mind Yin Jiahan's attitude. He sat down next to Zixin, held Xiaoyang for a while, and said to everyone, "There are a few I quite like at the imperial concubine ceremony the day after tomorrow."

After he finished speaking, the table fell silent, and the atmosphere became somewhat stiff.

"Congratulations, Your Majesty," Yin Jiahan said, breaking the awkward silence.

Mu Tiantian also took the wine that Ziyi brought and poured it for everyone, saying, "Try this wine from the Jin Kingdom."

The atmosphere eased somewhat, and people gradually began to chat casually, eating mooncakes and admiring the moon.

The children had a great time.

Wherever Siqi goes, Xiaoyang follows, clinging to her like glue.

Zixin whispered to Mu Tiantian, "Tiantian, why don't we arrange a marriage between our children? Look how much Xiaoyang likes Siqi."

“I think it’s a good idea too. If the children grow up and still don’t have someone they like, then it’s settled.”

When Yin Jiahan heard what the two were saying, he glanced at the little brat who was always clinging to his girl and thought to himself, "Does he want to marry my Siqi?"

It's not that easy.