On the afternoon of September 16th, the sun was shining brightly. Hua Qingcheng and Mu Lige took Longlong and Fengfeng and set out for the City God Temple on the northern outskirts of the city.
Along the way, the two little guys were full of energy, moving around in the carriage, sometimes curiously rummaging through the surrounding objects, and sometimes playing with each other.
"Brother Li, why do I feel like taking care of children is even more tiring than handling government affairs!" Hua Qingcheng said with a helpless smile.
Mu Lige smiled and held Hua Qingcheng's hand tightly, comforting her, "Qingqing, Longlong and Fengfeng are at an age where they are playful and active. This is a necessary stage in their growth. Isn't it a blessing to be able to accompany them as they grow up and witness their every bit of progress?"
Hua Qingcheng nodded, a happy smile on her face. She and Mu Lige interlocked their fingers and looked at each other affectionately, their eyes revealing their deep affection for each other.
After arriving at the City God Temple, Hua Qingcheng and Mu Lige took their two children to burn incense to Su Mu Tiansheng and Gongsun Muxue, and reported to them that Wu Chen had given birth to a baby boy.
Although Su Mutiansheng and Gongsun Muxue, the City God and the City God's Wife, knew all this, they were still very happy to see their son and daughter-in-law tell them in person, so they couldn't help but show up to meet their son, daughter-in-law, grandson and granddaughter.
"Father, Mother, my uncle and his family are doing well after returning to Zhaoyang State. Don't worry. Li Ge received a letter from my uncle two days ago. As the Prime Minister of Zhaoyang State, he has handled government affairs very well. Li Ge is truly unworthy of being the King of Zhaoyang!"
Mu Lige, knowing the deep brotherly love between Gongsun Muxue and Gongsun Mulin, promptly told Gongsun Muxue the news of Gongsun Mulin's family.
Gongsun Muxue nodded when she heard this, "We're relieved to know that your family is doing well."
Su Mutiansheng was very happy to see his two grandsons and granddaughters growing up.
That night, Su Mutiansheng and Gongsun Mulin appeared in Wuchen's dream and met him and Wuchen's child.
Ever since Longlong and Fengfeng had revealed their amazing language talent in front of everyone, they had been unstoppable, chattering away all day long. The uncles who had originally been vying to hold the siblings, upon hearing they were in their yard, all made excuses, saying they had headaches or were tired and needed to rest.
Time quietly passed until October 15th.
That morning, Yu Xiaotian once again visited Si Chengfeng's Yixia Garden. Together, they strolled to the pavilion in the garden, enjoying the warm autumn sunshine. They sat inside, chatting about daily life, occasionally enjoying a gentle breeze that brought a touch of coolness.
"Xiaotian, you have such a skillful hand. This little dress is so beautiful!" Si Chengfeng exclaimed.
He carefully examined the baby monk's clothing Yu Xiaotian was working on, and couldn't help but express admiration. The stitching on this small garment was fine and even, and every detail was handled with great care, demonstrating Yu Xiaotian's superb craftsmanship.
After hearing the praise, Yu Xiaotian's face flushed slightly, and he responded shyly: "Chengfeng, if you asked Xiaotian to use an abacus to do business, Xiaotian would not be able to do it. Xiaotian can only cook, clean, mend and embroider. Now, Xiaotian is not needed for cooking and cleaning. Xiaotian doesn't know what he can do for the children..." His voice was full of helplessness and confusion, and he seemed a little overwhelmed about the future.
Si Chengfeng shook his head slightly, a smile in his charming eyes, "Xiaotian, there's no need to belittle yourself. Everyone has their own strengths and weaknesses. Just like my second brother is good at martial arts, my third brother is good at medicine, and my sixth and seventh brothers are highly skilled in martial arts. And Xiaotian, not only can you capture souls and communicate with spirits, but you also have a pair of deft hands. It's really enviable!"
"Where is father?" At this moment, a childish voice came over. The two of them turned their heads and saw Longlong in Shumo's arms.
"Yes, what about father?" Fengfeng, who was held in Lixiang's arms, asked in a baby voice.
Longlong and Fengfeng had been to Hua Qingcheng's Zichen Palace, Mu Lige's Lingkun Courtyard, Situ Ye's Qiyuntai, Han Yichen's Bingquanxuan, Wuchen's Xianxian Courtyard and Zuo'an's Xiaoyaoju, but each of them was either busy with state affairs, official documents, or taking care of children, or feeling dizzy or having stomachaches, and no one had time to play with them.
Longlong and Fengfeng were extremely disappointed and thought: Is there really no one willing to play with them?
However, they did not give up and continued to look for someone to play with them. Finally, they came to Si Chengfeng's yard. When they saw Si Chengfeng and Yu Xiaotian there, their eyes lit up and their faces showed excitement.
"Of course your father is proficient in all eighteen martial arts!" Si Chengfeng said with a smile.
Although Si Chengfeng felt a headache when he saw the two little ones, Longlong and Fengfeng, for the first time, they were his wife's daughters and sons after all, so he naturally loved them in his heart and could only patiently chat with them.
"That's right, my eldest brother is both civil and martial. He can handle both housework and cooking. He knows everything." Yu Xiaotian tapped the foreheads of the two little guys lightly with a doting look on his face.
Si Chengfeng and Yu Xiaotian were sitting in the pavilion chatting with Long Long and Feng Feng when they suddenly felt a dull pain in their stomachs. At first, they didn't think much of it, thinking it was just a normal pain. However, as time went on, the pain became more and more intense, and they realized something might be wrong.
Si Chengfeng frowned, clutching his stomach tightly with both hands, beads of sweat forming on his forehead. Yu Xiaotian also sensed something was amiss, his face turning pale. They glanced at each other, a premonition welling up in their hearts.
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