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Compared to when he left the city, the North Gate had changed drastically. The city walls were taller and thicker, and the gate had three arched doors. Outside the gate were two rows of watchtowers that were ten feet high.

He couldn't see clearly what was on the tower, but he could see soldiers standing guard, a huge fire rack, and a crossbow.

Looking at the city wall, it is wide enough for two horses to run. In order to facilitate the pushing of gunpowder and catapults, the city wall has been completely expanded.

The North City Gate alone was enough to amaze Ling Moxiao. Shen Dongsu was very satisfied with his reaction. This feeling was just like being in the countryside.

When the husband left home, their house was a thatched mud house. When he returned home two years later, he found that his wife had turned their house into a large house with three entrances.

Shen Dongsu said with a hint of pride: "It's just a north city gate, but the prince is stunned. If you keep looking like this, the prince will never be able to return home today."

"Why don't we go home and look after the kids first, and then I'll take you to see the new Youzhou City."

Ling Moxiao smiled and nodded: "I will listen to you, my lady."

Mr. Pang and others at the back lowered their heads and laughed. What the Youzhou officials liked most was to see those people from other places being shocked by the Youzhou city.

The children of the noble families in the north were stronger. At least they had heard about it from the merchants they passed by or from their own sisters, so they were somewhat mentally prepared.

Although the people from Chang'an were shocked that Youzhou was not like a border town at all, they were from the capital after all, so Youzhou was still inferior to Chang'an.

So although they were shocked, they were not jaw-dropping. Only the refugees from other places, especially the righteous men and former navy members from Fujian Province, were shocked.

When they first came to Youzhou, their reaction was no less than that of a savage who had lived in the mountains and forests for many years when he first entered a bustling metropolis.

According to them, Minzhou has rain and sea breeze all year round, plagues often break out, the city is dilapidated, and the streets are old, narrow and dirty.

To protect against sea winds, most houses are built low. Pirates frequently come ashore near the sea, while those far from the sea have rugged mountain roads and are full of miasma.

In this era, Minzhou and Lingnan, like Youzhou before them, were mostly places where criminal officials were exiled.

The heroes of Minzhou originally thought that Youzhou was similar to Minzhou, where everyone was struggling to survive and had to do their best just to stay alive.

But when they saw Youzhou City for the first time, they all couldn't help crying.

I was shocked by the prosperity and grandeur of Youzhou City, but also felt sad for the dilapidated and depressed hometown.

At that moment, the sincere reaction of the righteous men of Minzhou made the officials who wanted to show off Youzhou City shut up quietly.

At the same time, I recalled Youzhou City a few years ago. The city was old, the official road was bumpy, and there was Gobi Desert and yellow sand everywhere. There was despair on everyone's face.

And all this changed after Prince Ling and Princess Ling came!

They should not show off, but be proud.

Looking at the reactions of Prince Ling and the soldiers who followed him into the battle at this time, the officials who stayed behind in Youzhou all felt that their hard work over the past two years was worth it!

When the horses' hooves stepped into the city gate, Shen Dongsu looked up at Ling Moxiao and said, "Welcome home, husband."

Then, the city erupted in loud cheers, even though the sun had just risen and it was still early in the morning.

But when they heard the military bugle call, they knew that Prince Ling had returned in triumph, and the people flocked to the streets with flowers and fine wine to welcome him.

Our His Royal Highness Prince Ling does not have to go to Chang'an. In Youzhou City, he is still respected by the people and has flowers paving the way and food and drink everywhere.

All the way to Prince Ling's Mansion, Shen Dongsu watched Ling Moxiao's reaction with a faint smile. She felt that he was like Dabao who was leaving his bedroom for the first time, his eyes full of curiosity.

But he still remembered what he promised Dong Su and didn't ask any questions before returning home.

Moreover, with so many people watching along the way, if he pointed to the thirty-meter-high tower with numbers on it outside the South City Gate and asked what it was?

Or point to the vast campus and ask what it is used for? Or stop by the Wanshu Pavilion to look at the huge stone tablet with the four lines of Hengqu inscribed on it.

Or you pass by a square matrix with five floors on one side and three floors on three sides, like a small city within a city, with "International Trade City" written on it and ask, what is this?

By the way, what is that monster parked in front of the gate of Mo Men’s Craftsmen Academy that looks like a chariot and also like cast-iron monster?

Looking further into the distance, in the direction of the base, there were huge round objects that seemed to tower into the sky, spewing thick black smoke.

He felt that if he pointed and asked one by one, he would definitely be laughed at by the people. His Highness Prince Ling couldn't even recognize all the cities under his jurisdiction.

But he really didn't recognize him. Had he really only been away from Youzhou for two years? Why did it feel like he had been away for twenty years?

Could it be that my wife is really a fairy from heaven, with extraordinary powers? Otherwise, how could she manage Youzhou City for only two years and allow such earth-shaking changes to occur?

When he left, Youzhou City was still in a state of extreme shortage of people, and the people could barely eat enough and not freeze to death. Now, looking back, the people in this city are richer than those in Chang'an.

Although Ling Moxiao now has a million questions in his mind, what he wants to know most is:

"Dongsu, you haven't told me yet, is our child a boy or a girl?"

Shen Dongsu's reaction was even more surprised than his: "You don't know yet?"

Ling Moxiao was stunned: "Should I know?"

Could it be that after a wife gives birth to a child, she can sense whether the child is a boy or a girl even if her husband is thousands of miles away?

Isn't it said that only mothers have prenatal dreams? Could it be that fathers also have them?

Shen Dongsu was amused by his reaction: "I mean, you didn't ask the spy who sent you the message?"

Ling Moxiao shook his head: "I received the news that Youzhou was besieged by Gaoli, so I rushed back day and night."

Shen Dongsu held his hand distressedly, but did not answer his question. Instead, she blinked mischievously:

"You'll know when you get home and see the kids."

This is the information blind spot. The twins are almost one year old, and the female spy certainly didn't expect it, and the prince doesn't know yet.

Just now, Mr. Pang and others were all happy about the prince's victory. The prince and the princess were intimate for a long time, and they didn't expect that the princess hadn't mentioned the matter of twins.

Shen Dongsu thought that by sending people along the way to deliver the message, if Ling Moxiao met any scout and asked, they would know that she had given birth to twins, a boy and a girl.

Unexpectedly, Ling Moxiao just wanted to get back to Youzhou as soon as possible and didn't chat with the scout at all.

Of course, the biggest reason is that Ling Moxiao thinks it doesn't matter whether his first child is a boy or a girl.

I don’t care about the gender of the child, as long as Dongsu and the child are safe.

The result was that he had already arrived at the doorstep, and everyone in the world knew that Princess Ling had given birth to twins, a boy and a girl, but our Highness Prince Ling, who had just returned from an expedition to the Northern Frontier, was still unaware of it.

When I entered the front door, I was greeted by the butler and the personal guards.

When entering the second gate, the maid in the backyard brought clean water and willow branches to drive away dust and avoid disasters. The princess personally gave them to Prince Ling and patted his shoulders and back with the willow branches dipped in clean water.

Dong Su didn't believe these things at first, but she didn't expect Ling Moxiao to take them so seriously.

He said that he had committed a great sin of killing when he went to the northern border. It would have been fine if he had no children, but now that there was a child in the backyard, he had to exorcise the evil spirits before entering the backyard.

Shen Dongsu couldn't help but think of the obsession left by the original owner. Yes, even the matter of time travel exists. Gods and Buddhas still need to be respected.

She sincerely prayed for Ling Moxiao to exorcise the evil spirits, took off his bloodstained armor, and then took him to see the child.

Yuejian and the wet nurse had been waiting in the backyard with the twins, a boy and a girl. Coincidentally, Xiaobao was just changing his diaper.

The wet nurse was afraid that the prince would smell a strange odor when he held his daughter for the first time, so as soon as the little girl urinated, she would take her to the bedroom to change her diaper and wash her butt.

When Ling Moxiao came in, he only saw Yue Jian holding Dabao. The scene of the father and son meeting for the first time was quite funny.

No man had ever entered the backyard. Even when the eldest brother came home, he only went to the flower hall.

Dabao looked at this tall and handsome man, who was completely different from his uncle, and became wary.

She tightly grasped a strand of Yuejian's hair, her little eyebrows were wrinkled, her big eyes were staring, her little mouth was tightly pursed, she looked at Ling Moxiao, and then at her smiling mother.

Shen Dongsu took Dabao and said with a smile: "This is Daddy, remember? This is the portrait that Mom showed you every day. Come, call Daddy."

Unexpectedly, Dabao snorted, hugged his mother's neck and turned his head away, not even looking at the "daddy" who suddenly appeared.

Shen Dongsu said with a smile: "Dabao is shy, husband, you come and coax him."

Unexpectedly, Ling Moxiao was even more embarrassed than Dabao. He actually stood there thinking seriously, as if he was thinking about some important military affairs.

It was not until Shen Dongsu held the child in front of him that he raised his hand and gently touched Dabao's chubby face:

"Well, I'm your father."

"Haha," Yuejian's muffled laughter came from behind.

Then Dong Su laughed. As she laughed, she stuffed Dabao into Ling Moxiao's hand and said, "You two should recognize each other properly, father and son."

Dabao was on guard and took the lead in attacking, grabbing two strands of Ling Moxiao's hair.

For children of this month, it is extremely painful to have someone's hair pulled, especially for Dabao who has strong hands. Every time Dongsu pulled her hair, she couldn't help but bite his little hand.

Ling Moxiao hissed as he was pulled, but what made him even more embarrassed was that he didn't know how to hold the child, and it seemed like he didn't know where to put his hands.

As if holding up a very precious and fragile piece of porcelain, he pinched Dabao's armpit and lifted him up to his eye level. Both of them frowned and stared.

At this moment, Shen Dongsu believed what Mr. Pang said. The father and son really looked alike!

At this moment, Dabao, who was hanging in the air, began to twitch his legs vigorously, kicking and pushing. He failed to kick Ling Moxiao, but kicked off his own diaper.

Then our Prince Ling returned home and was delighted to be peed on by his son...

To be honest, at that moment, Shen Dongsu and Ling Moxiao didn't react. Only our Dabao was like a little general who had won a battle.

He chuckled as he peed, as if he had found a way to deal with this 'adult'.

Ling Moxiao turned his head helplessly and blankly to look at Shen Dongsu, his voice actually carrying a bit of grievance: "My wife."

Shen Dongsu laughed and walked over to take Dabao: "Don't bully Daddy."

Ling Moxiao looked down at the urine stain on his chest, first with a look of disgust, then burst into laughter.

He smiled and took Dabao again, saying exaggeratedly: "Good! Good boy, you have backbone."

Shen Dongsu was speechless: "What kind of courage is it to wet your clothes? If you like it, let him pee for you once a day in the future."

Ling Moxiao held his son in one hand and his wife in the other. The joy in his heart at this moment was even greater than the moment he killed the King of Northern Frontier.

He looked at Shen Dongsu tenderly and said, "Thank you, Dongsu, for giving birth to my great treasure."

At this time, the laughter of another child came from outside the door. It was our Xiaobao.

Different from Dabao's reaction, Xiaobao was not wary of this "stranger" at all. Instead, he stretched out his little hands and smiled sweetly, asking him to hold him.

Ling Moxiao looked at Dabao in his arms, and then at Xiaobao brought in by the wet nurse.

A little confused, a little bewildered, his first reaction was, is this Shen Linzhong's child? Or Cai Yuan's child?

Turning his head to look at Dong Su, he heard the delicate and pretty girl calling out to him in a baby voice, "Liang Qin."

He also called out to Dabao: "Guoguo."

Dong Su smiled and put her daughter into Ling Moxiao's other arm: "Meet Xiaobao."

"Your Highness Prince Ling, your wife gave birth to twins in one pregnancy. You now have both a son and a daughter."

Ling Moxiao looked left and right, and couldn't tell who Dabao looked like, but Xiaobao looked exactly like Dong Su!

At this moment, he felt as if his heart was about to fly with joy. It was auspicious that the dragon and the phoenix had appeared. Dongsu had given birth to twins, a boy and a girl, for me!

The following scene was a bit confusing, with the two children competing to pull their father's hair. Ling Moxiao was a bit too happy, and he actually wanted to hold his wife at the same time as his children.

Shen Dongsu was afraid of getting urine stains on him, so she blocked him with disdain: "Hurry up, take the child away, you take a shower and change clothes first."

Ling Moxiao was so happy that he felt like he was dreaming.

That smile was so worthless, there was no trace of the noble and cold look when we first met!

Alas, it’s a good thing that I didn’t go back to Chang’an. If the people of Chang’an saw their revered God of War prince behaving like this in front of children, they would probably think that His Royal Highness Prince Ling was someone else in disguise.

Yue Jian took the twins away, and Dong Su took Ling Moxiao to bathe in the bathhouse built at home.

The couple hadn't seen each other for nearly two years and were actually a little shy. Dong Su sent her clothes in and was about to leave. Ling Moxiao slipped into the pool before reaching out to pull her.

"Don't go, talk to me."

Dong Su took a loofah and helped him wipe his back. At first, neither of them realized that Ling Moxiao was talking about how cute Dabao and Xiaobao were.

He guessed countless times whether it would be a son or a daughter, but he didn't expect that God would be so kind to him that he actually had both a son and a daughter.

But as he was speaking, he noticed that Dong Su's hand had stopped.

Looking back in surprise, he saw Dong Su's tears flowing uncontrollably in the mist.

He quickly stood up from the water, held her face and asked, "What's wrong? Are you still scared?"

Dong Su cried and shook her head, her fingers sliding lightly over his body. There was a crescent-shaped scar on his shoulder and a scar as big as a wine cup on his chest. These were arrow wounds, and three inches to the side, they would have injured his heart.

Ling Moxiao might never come back.

There was a three-inch long scar on his abdomen, and there were countless scars of varying sizes on his back.

New and old injuries overlapped, and in the past two years, he had no idea how many times he had been injured and how many times he had escaped from the brink of death.

Gently pressing the largest scar, she asked with tears in her eyes, "Does it hurt?"

Ling Moxiao laughed: "It doesn't hurt anymore. Seeing you three, mother and son, I don't feel any pain at all. I am just happy."

Dong Su rushed forward and hugged his neck tightly:

"It's good to have you back."

Ling Moxiao, like before, moved one hand behind her head, inserted his five fingers into her thick hair, and put one hand around her waist.

In the misty water vapor, his hot lips pressed against her soft lips.

A kiss that I had been thinking about day and night for nearly two years, at this moment, erupted like dry wood and raging fire.