The emperor felt that the meal was a bit bloating.
Whether it’s the greasy fish and meat on the table, or the brothers’ appearance that they’ve never seen before and that looks like they deserve a beating.
After eating, he waved his hand and drove people away in disgust.
Jiang Ying still remembered her duty, "I will go see the Imperial Concubine. If there is no problem, I will come back tomorrow."
The emperor took the opportunity to ask about Concubine Chen's current condition.
Although he read Jiang Ying's pulse diagnosis every day, the later it got, the more worried he was about something bad happening.
After all, those were the twins he had been looking forward to so much.
Jiang Ying explained them one by one.
Under the care of her magical springs and elixirs, Concubine Chen was in very good condition. Most women who were expecting twins found it difficult to deliver at full term, but Concubine Chen's baby was not expected to be born too early.
Only then did the emperor feel relieved.
Lao Hei was taken to a place where horses were raised by palace servants last night. Now that Yan Zhuo was about to leave, he was led out again.
When it saw Jiang Ying, it pretended to be aloof.
As a result, after shrugged his nose, he smelled the spiritual herbs that Jiang Ying had specially pulled out from the space. He immediately took a few steps forward, ignoring all the temperament.
Fresh tender grass with spiritual energy, so fragrant!
While feeding the horse, Jiang Ying glanced at Yan Zhuo, "Look, does it look like you?"
They all love to pretend!
Yan Zhuo smiled and tucked a strand of hair behind Jiang Ying's ear. "Don't spoil it. Go home first. I miss my son."
Qi Ren stepped forward at this time and said, "Your Highness, the carriage is ready. We have been waiting all night."
Yan Zhuo said, "The carriage is too slow. The princess and I will ride horses. You can sit by yourself!"
As he spoke, he saw Lao Hei chewing all the spiritual herbs into his mouth, and immediately helped Jiang Ying onto the horse, and then he mounted up as well.
As the horses galloped, their skin touched, and the ambiguous atmosphere of their words fell into Jiang Ying's ears, "Actually, there is a little difference between me and Lao Hei. He likes to eat grass, but I like to eat... you."
Jiang Ying, “…”
It's time to eat meat, right?
I really can't leave this topic out of my mind.
In fact, Jiang Ying didn't know that the man was firstly teased too much by her while she was in bed, and secondly, the first time he experienced love, he would always want more.
As for that time more than a year ago, it was too long ago and the aftertaste is pale.
It’s still fresh and even more intoxicating.
"Mom..." As soon as they arrived at Feiyu's house, little Yanzhi was carried out by Siyu and Yinrui.
The little guy is wearing a red dress and looks chubby and very cute.
Those obsidian eyes, when looking up at people with admiration, can make one's heart melt.
But Jiang Ying discovered that her son only stuck to her and seemed not to have noticed Yan Zhuo at all.
Taking the meat ball in his hands and holding it in his arms, Jiang Ying coaxed him earnestly, "Zhizhi, be good. The person next to you is your daddy. Before, when you were sick and lying in bed, didn't you stay with Zhizhi for a long time?"
"Come on, call me daddy."
That’s right, Jiang Ying was well aware that there was a gap between his son and Yan Zhuo, but they were father and son after all, and Yan Zhuo was no longer the Yan Zhuo of his previous life. No matter how big the gap was, he had to find a way to eliminate it.
So, he tried his best to bring the father and son together.
After all, she could hear her son's thoughts, but Yan Zhuo could not.
As a result, the monkey son turned his face away, muttering in his heart, "Don't call me daddy, don ...! What kind of daddy is that? He's not a daddy, he's a scumbag daddy!"
Yan Zhuo knew this would happen, and he curled the corners of his mouth helplessly.
He did not force his son to call for help. He knew very well that his son had already forgiven him a little, otherwise he would have heard the word "Daddy" when he just woke up.
It’s just that the child can’t get used to it for a while.
"Yingying, don't be anxious. He has just learned to speak. The word 'daddy' may be too difficult for him. Don't force him." Yan Zhuo said.
Jiang Ying thought about it and thought so, but he still stuffed the little brat into Yan Zhuo's arms, "If you don't want to cry, then don't cry. Hold him. He is getting heavier and heavier. I can't hold him for a while."
Xiao Yanzhi, [Humph! You think I'm too heavy again!]
[But it's okay. It's better to tire out my jerk dad than my mom.]
[My scumbag dad has been dying lately. Mom has been working so hard. I need to let her have a good rest and recuperate.]
Jiang Ying felt extremely relieved after hearing this, and Yan Zhuo subconsciously looked at Jiang Ying a few more times after hearing it.
Sure enough, I found some dark circles under her eyes.
I can't tell whether it's a result of long-term accumulation or because there was too much noise last night.
But no matter what, it's always good to rest.
Therefore, Yan Zhuo only held the child with one hand and held Jiang Ying's waist with the other hand. "You've been exhausted these days. Come on, I'll take you back to your room to rest. As for those messy things, leave them to me. With me here, you don't have to worry about anything."
"Is this true?" Jiang Ying pinched the child's hand.
Xiao Yanzhi was annoyed, "Of course it has to be true. Marry a man to have clothes on your back and food on your table. Otherwise, what do you need him for?"
[After serving him for so long, it's time for him to contribute.]
[If this scumbag dad can't even do this, I, Yan Zhi, will look down on him even more! ]
As Yan Zhuo walked from the front yard to the back yard, the corners of his mouth kept twitching. He felt that it was necessary to plan to have a daughter.
This son is leaking like a sieve!
After coaxing Jiang Ying to sleep, Yan Zhuo lowered his head and kissed her between the eyebrows.
Xiao Yanzhi next to him glared at him, looking a bit ferocious as if he wanted to scratch him.
Yan Zhuo laughed secretly, pretending not to know, and pulled his son out of the bed, "Are you jealous? Do you think Daddy kissed Mommy but not you? It doesn't matter, Daddy doesn't mind..."
“Waaaaa…” Little Yan Zhi burst into tears, jumping around in Yan Zhuo’s arms like a salted fish.
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