Nie Xin turned around and suddenly saw He Lin Yue standing with her hands on her hips, glaring at him fiercely!
Nie Xin was initially furious at being hit innocently and wanted to vent her anger on someone, but upon seeing Princess Yue's posture, she instantly got goosebumps...
"Let her go!" Helin Yue shouted stubbornly, "Let her go!"
Nie Xin was very irritable; normally he would have lost his temper long ago.
But today was strange. The thin and pale Helin Yue seemed to be subtly overshadowing him. He could only watch helplessly, unable to utter a single word.
After struggling for a while, Nie Xin could only manage to utter these few words: "What, what are you doing?"
Helin Yue gave a heavy "humph," pushed him aside, and stood in front of Sang Qing.
Her slender frame contrasted sharply with the tall and imposing Nie Xin.
However, she didn't seem afraid of this tall and strong man at all.
Nie Xin couldn't help but think of a story: a hunter was hunting in the forest when his dog found a baby bird that had fallen from its nest. Just as the dog was about to go over and sniff it, the mother bird flapped her wings and flew over, crying out desperately to protect her child.
The hound was dozens of times larger than the mother bird, but it was also terrified by the bird's imposing presence and stood there motionless.
With her arms outstretched, Helin Yue looks just like that mother bird...
Nie Xin's brow twitched slightly, and she suddenly had a strange feeling.
Sang Qing smiled and put her hands on He Linyue's shoulders, telling her to put her arms down.
"Your Highness, what's wrong?" Sang Qing asked softly. "Oh, you haven't seen him, have you? Do you remember the uncle I often mentioned to you?"
Helinyue pouted, rolled her eyes, and shook her head with a confused look.
"Now let me formally introduce you!" Sang Qing took He Linyue's arm. "Uncle, you should bow to Princess Yue!"
Nie Xin was somewhat reluctant.
However, since she was a member of the royal family and He Jin's aunt, he still bowed according to royal etiquette.
Sang Qing smiled and said, "Your Highness, he is Nie Xin, the son of General Nie Zhen... You know General Nie, right?"
Helin Yue's eyes flickered; Nie Zhen's name brought her back to her carefree girlhood. Fragments of memories lingered in her hazy mind; in her recollection, Nie Zhen was a loyal warrior.
“General Nie, I know,” she murmured, then looked up at Nie Xin, “but this person… is not as handsome as General Nie!”
"What did you say?" Nie Xin suddenly raised her voice.
Nie Xin, who has been handsome for so many years, is adored by millions of female fans, and can make the audience's values follow his facial features even when playing a villain, is being told for the first time in his life that he is not handsome!
This is an unbearable humiliation, how can it be tolerated?
"He's not handsome!" Helin Yue repeated. "Not handsome, and he's a bad guy! He even tried to bully my baby just now!"
Nie Xin was stunned. "What is all this about?"
"Uncle!" Sang Qing winked at him and whispered, "Don't take Princess Yue seriously. She's not thinking straight. Why do you have to argue with her? Can't you just give in?"
"you……"
“The baby of Princess Yue is that pillow,” Sang Qing smiled. “But sometimes, she calls me baby too!”
Nie Xin felt helpless and was in a very bad mood.
"You bad guy, you're bullying my baby!" Helin Yue stepped forward and punched him hard.
Nie Xin could only let her hit him, since Sang Qing had spoken up.
Helin Yue slapped her twice and then ran away. Before Nie Xin could react, she ran out again with a few small clothes in her hands.
"Bad guy, don't leave!" Helin Yue stood tall and proud in front of him, her voice filled with righteous indignation.
Sang Qing was taken aback, "Your Highness, you..."
Helin Yue told her very seriously, "Bad people who bully babies will be punished!"
Nie Xin was exasperated; she really didn't want to play games with this lunatic.
However, he couldn't leave. Helin Yue blocked his way and stuffed all the half-finished clothes into his hands!
"Finish your embroidery before you leave!"
"ah?!"
Seeing Nie Xin's meme-like expression, Sang Qing couldn't help but laugh so hard she bent over.
Helin Yue placed Sang Qing's small hand in the crook of her arm, proudly raised her head, and then led Sang Qing to the side hall.
"Make sure all the bad guys finish embroidering! Finish embroidering them all!"
"When he's embroidering, he won't have time to bully you!"
"snort!"
Nie Xin stared dumbfounded at the two figures as they walked away. Before leaving, Sang Qing turned around, stuck out her tongue at him, and made a face.
...
For several days in a row, Huo Zhixing helped Pan Dafu translate documents.
Besides being fluent in English and French, he also has a certain level of proficiency in Spanish, and with the help of a dictionary, translating is not difficult.
It was nearly midnight when Jiang Can brought a glass of milk into the study, gently placed it beside Huo Zhixing, and then stood behind him to massage his shoulders.
"Is your son asleep?" Huo Zhixing looked up from his book and relaxed slightly.
Jiang Can chuckled, "He went to sleep a long time ago. He was hoping his dad would tell him a story before bed, but you didn't come!"
"Looking forward to me?" Huo Zhixing was somewhat surprised.
More accurately, they were flattered and overwhelmed.
When has this little thing ever looked forward to him?
“Yes,” Jiang Can bent down, wrapped her arms around his neck from behind, and pressed her face against his. “When boys grow up, they probably all hope to have a brave and strong father to accompany them.”
"Sigh, just think about it, my son has only been in my arms for two or three years. Once he can run and jump, and goes to school and has his own world... he won't even remember that there's a mother at home waiting for him! Her neck is practically as long as a giraffe's!"
Huo Zhixing smiled; Fu Xiuyu would never have felt this way.
His mother is more focused on her own world and prefers to love herself.
In this respect, my wife really needs to learn from her mother.
"What, starting to feel sentimental now?" The man stood up, pulled her into his arms, and gently brushed his nose against her forehead. "So, your husband is still the best, isn't he?"
"Um?"
"Your son will leave you when he grows up, but your husband will be the only one who stays with you through thick and thin!"
Jiang Can chuckled softly upon hearing this.
"Wife," Huo Zhixing's voice was low and hoarse, "how about... having another little girl?"
Jiang Can's cheeks flushed slightly, and she lowered her head without saying a word.
"A padded jacket keeps you warm, and I guarantee it won't be as heartless as a leather jacket..."
While encouraging her to have a daughter, Huo Zhixing picked her up and hurriedly carried her to the bedroom.
Whether or not to have a daughter is secondary.
The important thing is that he's been holding it in for several days!
Jiang Can knew what he was thinking, so she gently pursed her lips and obediently lay down beneath him.
"Honey," she suddenly asked just as Huo Zhixing was about to start, "what if we have another son...?"
Huo Zhixing was stunned and blurted out, "No way?!"
Jiang Can laughed: "Aunt Cen calculated for me that I need to have seven sons before I can have a daughter!"
Huo Zhixing immediately felt weak in the knees and almost collapsed onto her.
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