Yan Ge'er stared longingly out the dark window: "When will Father come back?"
"It should be in the next few days." Su Wanwan helped him take off his coat and pulled the blanket up for him.
"Could it be that Father has taken a fancy to a beautiful woman outside and doesn't want to come back?"
Su Wanwan: "..."
Where did you hear these things?
Yan Ge'er opened his innocent eyes wide: "Yan Ge'er told me that emperors all had many wives."
Su Wanwan's forehead twitched.
Where did Yan Ge'er hear these words from?
"Mother, am I wrong?" Yan Ge'er is a curious child now.
He also missed his father.
"You're right." Su Wanwan did not deny this fact.
The late emperor was the only exception.
But she didn't want to mention the late emperor.
"Right about what?" A male voice came from the doorway.
Both mother and son turned to look.
The man entered, exuding a chill, wearing a dark cloak, and had just taken off his dark fox fur hat, revealing a face covered in a beard.
Yan Ge jumped off the bed barefoot and rushed towards the man.
The man picked up the child and scolded him with a smile.
"You brat, you're too strong. You can't just yell at your mother like that."
Su Wanwan sat on the edge of the bed, looked at him for a long time before slowly standing up, walking over and taking the hat from his hand.
"First, loosen your coat."
The man tucked Yan Ge'er back into the quilt and had Su Wanwan help him take off his cloak.
"Why are you back so late?"
"The Duke of Baoguo was ill, so I went to his residence on the way back, which is why I came back a little late." Lu Xingjian smiled and patted Yan Ge'er's head, then took something out of his pocket and handed it to Yan Ge'er.
"This is the dagger of Dayan Khan of the Northern Yuan Dynasty, given to his son as a gift."
"This time they were routed and suffered a crushing defeat; even Dayan Khan lost the dagger he always carried."
Lu Xingjian's words were overflowing with pride.
Su Wanwan knew this ending and was not surprised.
"It must have been tough for you to march and fight in the dead of winter."
With a complicated expression, Lu Xingjian pulled Su Wanwan's small hand over and held it in his palm.
"So we gave them a generous reward so they could have a good New Year."
She, a delicate flower that must be carefully nurtured in a greenhouse, was able to lure and capture the Northern Yuan Prince in the freezing cold.
What hardship can't a grown man like him endure?
"There are still too few capable military generals in the imperial court."
This time, it was because one of the commanders in charge of the operation was arrogant and self-willed that Dayan Khan was able to escape from the well-planned encirclement.
In the end, all their efforts were in vain.
"If we can have more wars and train our troops properly, will our Great Liang Dynasty still lack elite soldiers and strong generals?"
Su Wanwan was speechless: "Everyone else hopes for good weather and peace, but you, on the other hand, hope for more wars."
Yan Ge'er's eyes widened. "Is Father right or Mother right?"
Lu Xingjian choked for a moment, his face a little embarrassed: "Your mother is right."
He has a tough and radical personal style and likes to go to the frontier to experience the battlefield firsthand.
But you can't teach your son to do that.
Emperor Yingzong serves as a cautionary tale.
If you don't have enough capable and trustworthy people around you, you'll be the first to suffer.
Yan Ge'er wanted to say something, but Lu Xingjian tucked him in: "Sleep well and grow taller than your father."
With that, he pulled Su Wanwan away.
As soon as they stepped out of Yan Ge'er's room, Lu Xingjian pinned Su Wanwan against the wall.
He kissed her from her forehead to her nose, and then kissed her lips.
He kissed her for a while before picking her up, carrying her into the bedroom, closing the door with his foot, and pushing her down onto the bed.
"My wife, have you missed me?" His voice was terribly hoarse, and his breathing was heavy.
Su Wanwan grabbed his restless hand: "The court officials are starting to urge the imperial succession. What are your plans?"
"Why should they worry about it?" Lu Xingjian didn't even raise an eyebrow, busy undressing her.
"When the time is right, we will announce Yan-ge'er to the world." With that, he pinned her down.
Su Wanwan hugged his neck, "Should we arrange another birth mother for Yan Ge'er?"
Lu Xingjian paused, his dark eyes fixed on her. "Is this necessary?"
Su Wanwan let out a soft breath.
“If we were to present him as your and my son, at his age, it would be morally reprehensible, and he would inevitably face a lot of criticism and condemnation.”
"Parents who love their children will always plan far ahead for them."
"We can worry about that later, let's deal with the present first." The man bit her neck.
It wasn't until late at night that the two finally rested, having enjoyed themselves to the fullest.
Su Wanwan couldn't help but think of Yan Ge'er's words.
His hungry, predatory look didn't seem like he'd just come back from a big meal outside.
...
Liu Qi stared at He Ying expressionlessly.
"You want me to obey? Forget about it."
"roll."
He Ying tried her best to suppress the trembling in her body, her eyes red-rimmed.
"You like her, don't you?"
Clang!
Liu Qi drew his sword, the blade pressed against He Ying's neck, his face darkening to a ferocious expression.
"If you keep talking nonsense, I'll kill you."
He Ying smiled in despair.
"You dare not admit it."
How dare you?
"Back then, you said you liked married women, and I was jealous of her. In a moment of carelessness, I allowed evil people to take advantage of the situation, and she was poisoned and almost died."
"She barely escaped with her life, but now she doesn't want you and me anymore."
How dare you admit it?
"You're nothing but a scoundrel from a peasant family, while she's from the Prime Minister's family..."
Liu Qi exerted force, the blade piercing flesh, drawing blood.
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