Chapter 134 Chapter 134 Hong Er became even angrier, her hands were messy...
Ji Yanlang hurriedly washed himself, dried himself and put on his clothes. When he went out, he saw Fang Ying looking normal. She didn't ignore him and asked him to sit on the couch and asked the maid to dry his hair.
He knew that the account had to be settled privately, so he sat down on the couch, drank a cup of tea, and ate a few pieces of melon.
When her hair was half dry, the maid came in and reported that the young lady had woken up.
"Hurry and bring him here." Ji Yanlang said immediately.
The wet nurse quickly came in, carrying Hong'er. Hong'er stretched out her hands when she saw her mother from a distance, but Fang Ying didn't move. She smiled and pointed to the side: "Hong'er, look, who's back?"
Hong'er had not seen her father for five months and had long forgotten him. When she saw a stranger, she immediately retreated into her wet nurse's arms.
The nurse took her two steps forward, knelt and saluted: "The young lady greets the young master and his wife." Then she told the little master in her arms, "It's daddy."
Hong'er looked at his father quietly, and when their eyes met, he immediately turned his head away and buried his face in his wet nurse's arms, which made Fang Ying and Ji Yanlang laugh.
"Hong'er, come here, mother."
Fang Ying stretched out her hand, and the wet nurse walked over with Hong'er in her arms and put the little master into his mother's arms.
"Don't be afraid, Hong'er." Fang Ying placed her daughter on her lap, holding her with her right hand and her plump arm with her left. She said softly, "This is Daddy. Daddy is back."
Ji Yanlang rubbed his face: "Maybe I'm too tanned, that's why she..."
Before he finished speaking, Hong'er suddenly said, "Da da."
Ji Yanlang stopped immediately: "What did she say?"
Fang Ying smiled and taught her daughter: "Daddy."
Honger: "Da da."
"I thought he would really scream." Ji Yanlang laughed and shook his head.
Fang Ying tilted her head to look at her daughter: "Who am I?"
Hong'er was very active at the time. When he heard his mother's question, he immediately stretched out his arms and hugged her neck, calling in a baby voice, "Mother."
Ji Yanlang's eyes widened: "Can you call me mother now?"
Fang Ying kissed her daughter and smiled, "She just learned it a few days ago." She lifted her daughter up again and let her stand on her legs to show Ji Yanlang, "She can stand with support now."
Seeing his daughter's short legs stretched straight, Ji Yanlang came over and pinched them, "They're quite strong."
Before Fang Ying could reply, Hong'er was unhappy: "Ah!"
The shout was very loud, and the two little hands waved along, making Ji Yanlang laugh: "What? Still want to hit me?"
"Yes, we are very good." Fang Ying also laughed.
At this moment, Hong'er kicked his legs hard and jumped up. Fang Ying quickly hugged him and said with a smile: "Alright, alright, you are not afraid now, right?"
"I think she feels that she has your support in your arms." Ji Yanlang took the opportunity to hold Hong'er's fleshy little hand and sighed, "She has grown a lot."
Hong'er was unhappy, and she struggled to pull her hand back, and yelled at her father twice.
Seeing this, her father got malicious intentions and pinched her round little face instead. Hong'er became even angrier and waved her little hands around, slapping the back of her father's hand.
Fang Ying didn't know whether to laugh or cry. She pulled her daughter into her arms, separating her from her eccentric father, and said angrily, "Is there any father like you?"
Ji Yanlang rubbed the back of his hands and said with a smile: "This kid has quite a bit of strength in his hands. He's a good material for learning martial arts."
The couple chatted and laughed with the child for a while, when Ji Yanlang's stomach suddenly growled. Fang Ying heard it and hurriedly asked someone to go to the kitchen to get some food. "You two, father and daughter, forgot about it."
"Hong'er, can you eat now?" Ji Yanlang didn't care and was only concerned about his daughter.
"She," Fang Ying teased her daughter, opening her mouth for him to see, "has only grown two teeth the size of rice grains. What can she eat? Just some rice porridge, egg custard, or something like that."
Hong Er immediately responded: "Dandan."
Fang Ying laughed: "She heard it."
Ji Yanlang was curious: "Can she understand?"
"I can understand what she wants to hear." Fang Ying held her daughter's chubby face with both hands, lowered her head and smiled, "Little greedy cat."
"Then ask her for a bowl of egg custard. Let's eat and let her watch. How can she not be greedy?"
"She just ate. I won't feed her anymore. I'll ask them to take her out to play later."
It's not so hot outside at this time, so it's a good time to take the children out for a walk. Hong'er also likes to go out. When he heard about going out to play, he immediately stretched his hand out the window and made a fuss about going out.
Ji Yanlang sighed: "He has really grown up. He can't stay in the room anymore."
Fang Ying smiled and handed the child to the wet nurse, asking them to take Hong'er out. She also asked Xiuzhu to comb Ji Yanlang's hair, and waited for the meal to be delivered, and ate a little with him.
"Second uncle and fifth uncle will host a welcome party for you later, so let's have some food first."
Ji Yanlang had been accompanying the emperor for five months, and he indeed had a lot of things to discuss with his brothers and then write to his father to report. So after his second and fifth brothers returned home, he went to the front yard, had dinner with his two brothers, and drank some wine. He did not return to his room until it was completely dark.
He remembered the incident with the Dangxiang horse. After they had gone to bed and the maids had left, he hugged Fang Ying and told her how much he missed her. Finally, he explained, "I just had a horse race with a colleague the day I wrote this letter. You know me, I'm a complete idiot. I just write whatever comes to my mind."
Fang Ying immediately replied, "It seems you didn't think of me."
Ji Yanlang was both angry and amused: "What I said before was all in vain, right? You have no conscience."
"Who has no conscience? Who has no conscience after writing about horses and then not writing anymore?"
"...wasn't I in a hurry to get the letter back?"
"Well, it's just a few words away."
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Ji Yanlang was speechless and had to apologize: "It's my fault. No matter what, I should have written a few more words to let my wife know how much I miss her. My wife, please forgive me this time, okay?"
Fang Ying wasn't really angry to begin with, so she extended her index finger, tapped his cheekbone, and jokingly said, "Okay, I'll let you go this time."
Ji Yanlang immediately came over to kiss her, but Fang Ying blocked his way with her hand and said with a smile, "I haven't finished what I'm saying yet. This won't happen again."
"Don't worry, there won't be a next time."
Ji Yanlang kissed her palm hard, then kissed her lips. The couple had been apart for five months, and their longing for each other was naturally not only expressed in words. They hugged each other tightly, and only by being in each other could they ease the pain of missing each other.
The next day, the three brothers sent a letter home to Zhenzhou. Twenty days later, before Hong'er turned one year old, Ji Guangting and Li's reply letters also arrived.
"Father named Hong'er Huaizhen. This is the one-year-old gift from mother and third sister-in-law." Ji Yanlang handed the two small boxes to Fang Ying.
"Which word?" Fang Ying hadn't seen the letter, so she could only ask him.
Ji Yanlang said, "My second brother said it was the word zhen in '桃之夭夭，其叶蓉贞', which means flourishing."
Fang Ying nodded. Most of the girls in her family were named after vanilla, so she couldn't think of which character it was.
"Father called us Hong'er and Wu Niang in the letter. I didn't realize who he was talking about the first time I read it." Ji Yanlang couldn't help laughing as he said this. "So they have five little sisters now."
"Yes, Second Uncle Shan already has three daughters, and there's Huairong in Zhenzhou. Our Hong'er is the fifth daughter. And this is because the fifth sister-in-law gave birth to another son, otherwise she would have been the sixth daughter."
"Fifth Brother also said that it's a pity that they added Qilang, otherwise there would be exactly six boys and six girls."
Fang Ying listened to him speak, opened the box, and first saw a folded piece of flowery paper.
Ji Yanlang saw it and couldn't help laughing: "Mom wrote a letter to you separately, why did she hide it here?"
Fang Ying opened the flower letter and read it while saying, "Mother is asking if I've prepared the full-moon gift for the little prince. If she doesn't have anything suitable, she has a pair of jade qilins that would be just right."
Ji Yanlang took the box and took a look. It was indeed divided into two layers. The upper layer contained a jade pendant with a peony pattern for Honger, and the lower layer was a pair of unicorns carved out of white jade, both carefully wrapped in rabbit fur.
"Mother, you're so thoughtful," he said mid-sentence, then remembered the marriage proposal the Prince of Qin had mentioned so often, and couldn't help but smile. "Mother, you don't know that His Royal Highness the Prince of Qin wants the young grandson to be her grandson-in-law, right?"
Fang Ying glared at him: "How can I let my mother know about this? The child is only one month old and there's no trace of him."
Ji Yanlang hurriedly said that he was just joking. Fang Ying snorted, "I see you're quite happy with it."
The two had discussed this matter before, and Ji Yanlang laughed and said, "I really don't think there's anything wrong with it. Unless Hong'er doesn't marry, who else can she marry into that would be more reassuring than theirs?"
Fang Ying thought about it, unable to refute, so she said, "Then I won't marry."
"Okay, I won't marry you. That's settled." Ji Yanlang put the pair of jade unicorns aside, "I just can't bear to part with them."
Fang Ying took it up and examined it carefully. Seeing that the Qilin was carved very vividly, she said, "The gift was delivered the day before yesterday. What should we do with this Qilin?"
Ji Yanlang said, "Save it for the hundredth day or the first birthday. Did mother say anything else?"
Fang Ying handed him the letter and said, "You wrote in your letter that Hong'er has started to speak, and mother and father are very pleased. Third wife Huaishun is more than a year older than Hong'er, and he still speaks haltingly and can't even form a complete sentence."
"Huaishun is that..."
Fang Ying nodded: "It was born by Aunt Liu."
Ji Yanlang calculated: "Eight months older than Huaiyong? That's not so bad. Huaiyong just calls him daddy, which is clearer. Calling him Sixth Uncle sounds like calling him Uncle Ao."
Fang Ying was amused by him: "You're still picking on the truth." She added, "But Huai Di is only a month older than Huai Shun, and she already speaks like a normal person. It's as if the young lady learned to speak earlier than the boys and speaks fluently."
Huai Di is the third daughter born to Lian Peng in Yue Qing'e's room. She is a little older this year. Huai Zhi has gone to study with her sister. When Yue Qing'e takes Huai Yong to play with Hong Er, she occasionally brings this child with her.
"That's great. The children are all of similar age. They can play together when they are young, and they all have company when they start learning to read."
The two talked for a while about their children at home, and Ji Yanlang remembered to ask Fang Ying when she would go to visit Princess Zhou.
"We agreed to send someone to pick you up the day after tomorrow."
It was Zhou Congshan's full moon, and the palace held a full moon banquet, inviting only royal relatives. The two of them just wanted to talk quietly, so they agreed that when they had nothing to do in a few days, they would pick up Fang Ying and go to Kaifeng Mansion to talk.
"Why don't you just take this pair of jade unicorns with you?" Ji Yanlang said.
Fang Ying thought about it and nodded: "Okay, just say it was a gift from my mother."
Ji Yanlang laughed and said, "Mother wanted to support you, but you wanted to leave this favor to mother."
"What? Is it bad?"
"Well, even if we were mother and daughter, I'm afraid we wouldn't be as good as you two." Ji Yanlang returned the letter to her and pretended to be sour, "Mom didn't even say she would write to me alone."
Fang Ying folded the letter and told Lichun to put it away. Then, she said to Ji Yanlang with a hint of pride, "Who told you, as a son, to be so uncaring?"
Ji Yanlang not only did not refute, but also nodded and said: "That's right, it's a good thing we had a daughter. Let's have a more lively first birthday party."
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