Chapter 111

Princess Lu gave birth to a county lord. Although the treatment given to her by Emperor Zhanghe was almost the same as that given to Jiashan, Concubine Zhuang and Zhao Youcheng still felt a psychological gap.

Everyone hoped that she would give birth to a son, but she turned out to be a girl. If Princess Lu was not really beautiful and intelligent, I'm afraid Zhao Youcheng would have made her his concubine soon.

Jiashan doesn't care about this.

She never thought that she could decide the fate of the world just by having a royal grandson.

After hearing this, Jiashan just smiled and said to Xuan Ge'er: "You have a new sister."

Xuan Ge'er is now over one year old. He is a boy and has been active since childhood, so he learned to walk before he could speak. Now, he can take steady steps, but he still speaks word by word.

Hearing that he was going to have a little sister, Xuan Ge'er glanced at his mother's belly, then shook his head and hummed, "No, no, no..."

"What?" Jiashan teased him with a smile.

Xuan Ge'er then stretched out his little hand and gently touched Jiashan's belly. He stubbornly repeated, "No, sister!"

Jiashan understood this time. She raised her eyebrows in surprise: "You mean you don't have a sister yet?"

Xuan Ge'er nodded vigorously.

Jiashan laughed and finally understood what Xuan Ge'er meant.

He probably heard some nonsense from somewhere and knew that he came out of Jiashan's belly. Now that he saw that Jiashan's belly was flat, he naturally understood that Jiashan could not give birth to a sister for him.

Since Jiashan couldn't give him another child, how could he have a sister?

What a domineering and protective little guy!

Jiashan shook his head with a smile, picked up Xuan'er and went to have breakfast.

After all, Huaiqing is Zhao Youcheng's first child. Although Concubine Zhuang is not as happy about it as a boy, she still gives Princess Lu and Huaiqing full face.

Therefore, on the day when Huaiqing County hosted the Hundred Days Party, Concubine Zhuang in the palace took the lead and hosted it directly in Chengqian Palace. Jiashan also brought Xuan Ge'er to Chengqian Palace to add to the fun.

Jiashan was afraid that Xuan'er was ignorant and might say something like "I don't have a sister" in Chengqian Palace, so Jiashan informed him in advance this time.

Xuan Ge'er was very obedient, and kept spinning around Huai Qing happily, calling out "sister", "sister"...

Unexpectedly, these words also offended Concubine Zhuang.

Concubine Zhuang glanced in the direction of Xuan Ge'er and Jia Shan indifferently, and said with a raised lip: "The eldest princess and Xuan Ge'er seem to be very happy that Princess Lu gave birth to a daughter."

Since Jiashan became a mother, her temperament has become much more Buddhist. She pretended not to understand the deep meaning behind Concubine Zhuang's words and said with a faint smile: "After Huaiqing was born, Xuan Ge'er has a companion, so he is naturally happy."

Seeing that she had not been stabbed, Concubine Zhuang stopped fighting and said, "In this case, the eldest princess can bring Xuan Ge'er to Prince Lu's mansion as a companion from now on."

In the past few years, not only has Jiashan calmed down his temper, but Concubine Zhuang has also made a lot of progress.

Jiashan then smiled and replied, "Of course."

The few of them maintained this harmonious and friendly atmosphere until the end of the banquet.

When they were leaving the palace, Zhan Yue happened to come and pick them up.

By this time, the cold winter had passed, spring was in full bloom, and the thick pillows and quilts in the carriage had been removed. Zhan Yue had just left the government office and came here by horseback. He had originally planned to ride in the carriage with Jia Shan and the others, but he saw Xuan Ge'er waving his hands and flirting towards him.

Xuan Ge'er called out in a baby voice: "Horse, horse, ride a big horse!"

Zhan Yue became interested and picked up Xuan Ge'er and asked, "Xuan Ge'er, do you want to ride a horse?"

Xuan Ge'er nodded heavily, imitating the posture of Zhan Yue just riding a horse, and made a "driving" motion, while muttering: "Big horse!"

Zhan Yue couldn't help laughing. He bent over and carried Xuan'er onto the horse, intending to ride the horse and take Xuan'er back home.

Jiashan saw his action from behind and was almost frightened to death. He said hurriedly, "How old is he? He is not even as tall as a horse's legs. How can he ride a horse?"

Zhan Yue looked at Xuan Ge'er indifferently and said, "But Xuan Ge'er wants to ride a horse."

"That won't work either!" Jiashan objected repeatedly and signaled Zhan Yue to quickly pick up Xuan'er.

Zhan Yue then looked at Xuan Ge'er again, and Xuan Ge'er seemed to understand that his mother did not allow him to ride a horse.

Under the gaze of Zhan Yue and Jia Shan, he immediately pouted his lips, pouting his face, and his two fat legs dangling back and forth beside the stirrups.

The little mouth kept mumbling: "Ma...Xuan Ge'er...Ride a big horse!"

"Look." Zhan Yue said.

After saying this, he rode forward as expected. Jiashan saw the figures of the father and son getting smaller and smaller, so he had no choice but to get on the carriage.

By the way, at the one-year-old ceremony of Xuan Ge'er, he also grabbed an exquisite bow.

That day, Zhao Youze prepared a brush specially for him, Pei Yuantang prepared a seal, and Zhan Yue put a small bow that he made himself.

If Xuan grabs the brush first, it means that he will be diligent and studious in the future and be able to embroider beautiful works. If he grabs the seal first, he may have a prosperous career in the future and rise to a high position.

The meaning of the bow is self-evident, referring to the fact that he will be able to fight and make decisions on horseback in the future.

When Xuan Ge'er caught the bow and arrow, not only was Zhan Yue very proud, but Emperor Zhang He was also very satisfied and said: "He is a promising child, and it is worthy that I gave him the name Xiang Ming."

The implication of Emperor Zhanghe's words was already somewhat obvious. Concubine Zhuang and the others all looked unhappy. Even the usually good-tempered Princess Lu had a slightly forced smile because she had just given birth to a daughter.

Jiashan, on the other hand, didn't think so much about it. It was just that in her heart, she didn't really want her son to become a martial artist.

Her children have no shortage of wealth and honor, and are born with titles, so they don't need to bring honor to the family.

Military generals still have to fight on the battlefield, and swords have no eyes. Zhan Yue has reached his current position and occasionally has to lead his troops to suppress bandits.

Like all loving mothers, Jiashan hopes that her children can grow up in a warm environment and avoid being in danger as much as possible.

Zhan Yue knew this idea, but he disagreed. He said, "You will spoil him if you do this. Even if my son cannot be the most capable one, he cannot grow up to be a playboy who knows nothing."

Jiashan glanced at him and argued, "Who wants to turn him into a playboy?"

Jiashan said: "What I mean is that it is good to be able to draw a bow and shoot a horse, but it is best not to go to the battlefield."

"Besides," Jiashan said, getting a little angry, and she said fiercely, "others who want to be corrupted don't have the blessing of this."

Sensing Jiashan's little mood, Zhan Yue stopped teasing Xuan Ge'er. He turned around, pinched Jiashan's face, and asked softly, "Are you angry?"

Jiashan slapped his hand away and said insincerely, "No."

Zhan Yue found it interesting, leaned over, kissed her on the corner of her lips, and explained softly: "I don't mean to say anything bad about you, I'm just having a normal discussion with you."

"Why are you so angry for no reason?" Zhan Yue tried to make her laugh.

Jiashan did not answer, but turned over and faced Zhan Yue.

Zhan Yue found it even more surprising, and immediately picked up Xuan'er who was lying on the side couch, and the father and son went to Jiashan together.

He lowered his head to tease Xuan Ge'er, and put Xuan Ge'er into Jiashan's arms, saying, "Look, it's because of you, a bad boy, that your mother is angry with me."

“Hurry up and comfort her, tell her not to ignore daddy.” Zhan Yue said.

Xuan Ge'er was small, fat and soft, with a milky smell. After being held by Zhan Yue, he was like a little mole, nudging Jia Shan's arms left and right, and finally nudging away Jia Shan's little temper.

Jiashan hugged Xuan Ge'er and glared at Zhan Yue: "You are the stinky boy. We just finished bathing and smell good."

"Then it's me," Zhan Yue was flexible. He leaned over and whispered in Jiashan's ear, "Can I get on the bed now and hold you while I sleep?"

Although his voice was low, it still made Jiashan's ears burn.

Jiashan couldn't help but look down at Xuan'er, who was smiling at her with his big eyes innocently.

Jiashan was even more embarrassed and whispered, "Xuan Ge'er is still here!"

"How could he understand!" Zhan Yue relied on Xuan'er's young age and was fearless. His fair face showed a unique color under the dark black hair.

Zhan Yue came over, covered Xuan Ge'er's eyes with one hand, and held Jiashan's waist with the other hand. He bent down and kissed her lips gently.

Xuan Ge'er's vision was suddenly blocked. He could not see his father or mother, and he was immediately unhappy. He shook his head, and seeing that he could not get rid of the big hand in front of him, he sniffed and burst into tears.

Jiashan heard Xuan'er crying, and was afraid that Xuan'er would see this, so he hit Zhan Yue a few times. However, Zhan Yue was still not satisfied and was unwilling to let go.

Jiashan had no choice but to bite his lips.

Zhan Yue felt pain and said goodbye to her.

However, the story does not end there.

Jia Shan's bite was not heavy. When Zhan Yue wiped his lips with his hand, he found there was not a drop of blood. He smiled at her shyly, with a rare boldness and ruffian spirit in his smile.

Jiashan was holding Xuan'er and coaxing him softly. Xuan'er had just cried without any action and had stopped crying a long time ago. When he saw his father smile, he also imitated Zhan Yue and curved his eyes, giggling a few times, revealing his little milk teeth.

Zhan Yue then smiled and called out, "Where's the wet nurse?"

The wet nurse had just heard Xuan'er crying, but since neither the princess nor her husband had announced it, she did not dare to come in.

Hearing Zhan Yue's shout, the wet nurse immediately went into the inner room.

Zhan Yue said: "Take the young master to the side room. He will sleep with you tonight."

The implication of this sentence can be understood without much thought, especially since the princess was reclining on the couch with her clothes and hair in disarray.

The wet nurse didn't dare to look any longer, and hurriedly picked up Xuan'er and left the room.

Jiashan's face was hot. In a hurry, she called out in a low voice, "Zhan Yanqing!"

Zhan Yue nodded and asked with a smile, "What?"

As he asked, he leaned over and kissed her stickyly.

Zhan Yue went out for a small gathering with his colleagues in the evening and drank a few glasses of wine. Although he had already washed up, he couldn't avoid the smell of alcohol on his body.

Jiashan pushed him and said with a red face: "Why are you making such a fuss?"

Zhan Yue didn't answer, but just rubbed his face against hers until both of them were sweating.

"Isn't this just to please you?" Zhan Yue said openly.

He held her in his arms and bent down to kiss her bright red lips. This time, without Xuan Ge'er to disturb her, he finally kissed her to his heart's content.

He laid on top of her, using the tip of his tongue to trace the shape of her skin, his movements gentle and careful. After Jiashan gave birth, her figure became even more graceful, and Zhan Yue's large hands could hardly hold her.

Jiashan soon couldn't help trembling, and finally could only gasp with a hoarse throat...

After the rain, the two passed water to wash.

Zhan Yue seemed to recall what happened just now and said, "You are right. Not everyone is lucky enough to be spoiled."

"Xuan has a good uncle and a mother who loves him, so it's okay for him to get used to it," Zhan Yue said, "In the future, I will be the strict father and you will be the loving mother."

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Still strict with your father? Strictly his head!

Jiashan was sitting in the carriage, and when he thought of what Zhan Yue had said at that time, he felt angry.

How is he serious? Big liar!

When his son wanted to ride a horse, he would just happily carry his son in his arms and go riding the big horse.

Jiashan thought angrily that he would have to have a good talk with him when he got home.

However, after returning home, Jiashan had no time to say goodbye to Zhan Yue.

Someone from the Pei Mansion came to say that the old man of the Pei family, Jiashan's grandfather, had just passed away an hour ago.