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Outside the window, there was heavy snow and frosty wind. The whole house was silent except for the sound of snowflakes hitting the window frames.

Mu Ziqiu curled up in Meng Jiao's arms and fell asleep in her arms until her breathing became completely steady. Then he carefully turned over and touched the bright yellow imperial edict under the pillow.

But before he could make any move, Meng Jiao, whose arms were empty, frowned slightly and reached out to grope.

The person was clearly asleep, but he seemed to be able to see people and quickly pulled the person back. Then he sighed softly as if relieved and fell asleep again.

In the dark night, Mu Ziqiu, who was locked back into his arms, raised his lips silently.

He then patted the back of Meng Jiao's hand, turned around and found a more comfortable position to hug his wife's waist.

Whatever, it’s just an imperial edict, which is not as important as his wife’s sleep.

Just thinking back to what my wife said during the day, my heart was filled with ripples and I couldn't fall asleep.

What kind of achievement could allow my wife, who has no background at all, to receive two imperial edicts in just two months?

Moreover, the wife said that she was worried that the tree would attract wind, so she was not in a hurry to ask for a title, so she asked for an imperial decree instead.

But he is not a fool. Above him, he has a father who has raised his wife for twenty years!

I'm afraid that my wife saw him being bullied during the day and felt sorry for him, so she would rather give up her chance of promotion and instead ask for this qualification that would allow him to be on equal footing with the powerful men in the capital.

There are few women like this in the world.

What regrets does he have now that he has found such a good man?

At the end of the twelfth month and the beginning of spring, a carriage carrying a letter from the Hong Mansion in the capital slowly entered Xishui City.

At that time, Father Liu had been depressed in the mansion for two months. Every day, he either got distracted and pricked his hand while sewing, or he couldn't eat and gradually became thinner.

It is said that a mother worries about her child even when he is far away, let alone Mengjiao, a child who has been a naughty child since childhood and has never been separated from her parents?

Two carriages made of ebony entered the mansion one after another, with the brocade tassels on the roofs swaying in the wind, which made Hong's mother, who had been waiting at the door pretending to be calm after receiving the news, feel very respectable.

A corner of the carriage curtain was inadvertently revealed, and the neatly stacked porcelain boxes inside dazzled countless people's eyes.

However, as soon as the vermilion door was closed, Mother Hong, who had been smiling just now, quickly suppressed her expression and ran towards the leader.

She immediately snatched the two thick envelopes from her arms, not caring at all about the things in the carriage behind her, and ran back to her room to read the letters to her husband.

At that time, Liu's father had not gotten up yet. It was because someone saw that he could not sleep well every day, so he made him tormented so that he had no time to think about anything else, and this allowed him to have a good sleep.

After entering the room, Hong Chengyu went straight to her husband who was still yawning on the bed, wrapped him in a quilt, and held him on her lap.

Liu Wen sat down in a daze, ready to listen to her chanting.

I thought it was another business of the escort agency, but I instantly became alert after hearing a few words from my father and mother.

He snatched the letter from her hand, and without caring that the thin blanket had slipped off her body, he pushed her aside and began to read ten lines at a glance.

There were two copies of the letter. Meng Jiao's copy was mostly a summary to report safety, while Mu Ziqiu's copy was a detailed account of what he saw and heard on the way and in the capital.

This is probably the difference between men and women. Mu Ziqiu's attentiveness is fully reflected at this moment.

Thanks to his seemingly normal but actually hidden reminder of the interpersonal relationships in the capital, the two elderly people who were trembling with fear when they learned that he was pregnant were able to feel more at ease.

The carriage was filled with so many things that they hadn't even had time to unload them when the leader saw the old patriarch chasing after the husband, who was always well-dressed but had dishevelled hair today, and started moving things.

Distant relatives sent me finely ground bean flour, dried beans washed and dried in autumn, pickled plums and pickled cabbage in the cold winter, and all kinds of rare specialties that are hard to find in Beijing.

Liu Wen looked around as he walked, and felt that any one of them might be useful when he went to the capital.

At this time, following behind him, Hong's mother, who was about to be crushed, could only complain.

"Husband, please leave me a bite, are you trying to starve your wife to death?"

After hearing her say this, Liu Wen continued to pick up things without even turning his head. He turned around and asked people to load them onto the carriage and then began to pack his things.

"You won't starve to death anywhere. The imperial edict appointing Jiaojiao to an official position will arrive in Xishui City in a month. Don't delay and go to the capital as soon as possible.

Zi Qiu is pregnant now, but she is a soft-hearted person. Jiao Jiao said that someone dared to come to her house to make trouble. Aren't you worried?"

Hong Chengyu twitched his lips when he heard this, and helped to clean up awkwardly.

How could she not be worried? She was so excited that she almost died. But Jiaojiao also said that she had asked for an imperial decree for Mu Ziqiu, and her bastard girl,

Apart from anything else, she thinks she has inherited the ability to pamper her husband...

Wait, before he left, didn't that brat say he wanted to get a few more concubines? Could it be that... he asked for the title just to appease the pregnant son-in-law?

Yes, how can I serve her when she is pregnant? How can she still make trouble for me!

Thinking of this, she quickened her movements and her expression became serious.

"I am so worried. My husband is right. I will go to Beijing as soon as possible after the banquet.

You must keep an eye on that rascal, don’t let her get angry and hurt Ziqiu’s baby! If you really can’t do it, just beat her up!”

Upon hearing this, Father Liu nodded solemnly, and after thinking for a while, he added,

"Well, wife, please pack a pair of your shoes for me, and pack them tightly!"

In the capital, Meng Jiao, who saw this scene through the system, almost fell off the carriage.

No, she asked, "Is there no way to get over the stinky shoes?"

No, when the carriage enters the mansion, we should ask Master Li to check it first. The biological weapons must not be left behind!

Liu Shaolin, who had accompanied her out of the carriage, walked towards her. Seeing that she did not move, he could not help but reach out and push her.

"Come into the mansion quickly. I was just thinking about your husband and couldn't sit still. Hurry up. I want to talk business with your husband after dinner."

Hearing this, Meng Jiao came back to her senses, brushed off the non-existent dust on the corner of her clothes, and walked into the mansion first with a rather arrogant look.

At this time, Xiao Si came to report hurriedly after learning that she had returned home.

Liu Shaolin didn't even hear what happened before he saw her running into the yard like a gust of wind.

Sensing that something interesting was happening, she chased after him without saying a word.

The two of them trotted all the way to the small kitchen. Before they could even stick their heads out, they heard three loud noises coming from inside.

state! state! state!

Liu Shaolin swallowed and tilted her head to look inside, and saw the usually well-behaved little husband of someone's family, now hitting something in a wooden basin with a wooden hammer.

When I looked closely, I saw that it was a fat grass carp.

He caught the fish by its tail, and it was shaking its head and tail desperately, splashing water everywhere.

Mu Ziqiu closed his eyes and gritted his teeth, looking terrified, but he still swung the wooden hammer around randomly, knocking the fish unconscious several times.

Liu Shaolin was so upset that he grumbled,

"Hiss, this fish hasn't made any move yet? It's so pitiful."

Turning around, I looked at the messy pieces of radish not far away, which were now scattered on the ground.

The scene was shocking yet somewhat funny.

Recalling someone's boasting about her husband being omnipotent, Liu Shaolin laughed out loud.

"Sister, is this what you meant by your husband cooking the meal himself? I think he actually poisoned the food himself!"