The reborn son cursed his mother, bah, she heard it all

The emperor felt that the meal was a bit nauseating.

No matter whether it is the greasy fish and meat on the table, or the look of brothers who deserve a beating that you have never seen before.

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 records every day, the later the time was, 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 giving birth to twins found it difficult to carry their babies to full term, but Concubine Chen's baby should not 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 still pretended to be cool.

As a result, after shrugged his nose, he smelled the spiritual herbs that Jiang Ying specially pulled from the space. He immediately took a few steps forward, ignoring all the temperament.

The fresh tender grass with aura is 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, "Your Majesty, 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, the two of them touched each other's skin, and the ambiguous breath of 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 out this topic.

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 the time that happened more than a year ago, it was too long ago and the aftertaste is pale.

It’s still fresh and even more intoxicating.

"Mother..." As soon as Feiyu arrived at his house, little Yanzhi was carried out by Siyu and Yinrui.

The little guy is wearing red clothes and has a chubby face. He is very cute.

Those obsidian eyes, when looking up at people with admiration, can simply 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.

Jiang Ying took the meat ball in his hands and held it in his arms, and coaxed him kindly, "Zhizhi, be good. The person next to you is your daddy. He was sick and lying in bed before. Didn't he 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 from 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, mumbling in his heart, "Don't call me, don't call me, don't call me! What kind of father is this? He is not a father. He is a scumbag father!"

Yan Zhuo knew this would happen, and he pulled the corner 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 realized that this was the case, but he still stuffed the kid into Yan Zhuo's arms, "If you don't want to cry, then don't cry. Just hold him. He's 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 scumbag father than my mother. ]

[My scumbag dad has been dying these days, and my mother has been working hard. I need to let her have a good rest and recuperate. ]

Jiang Ying felt extremely relieved to hear this, and Yan Zhuo subconsciously looked at Jiang Ying a few more times.

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 take a break.

Therefore, Yan Zhuo only held the child with one hand and held Jiang Ying's waist with the other hand. "You have been exhausted these days. Come on, I will 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 it true?" Jiang Ying pinched the child's hand.

Xiao Yanzhi was annoyed, [Of course it must be true, marry a man to have clothes and food, otherwise what do you want him for? ]

[After serving him for so long, it’s time for him to contribute. ]

[If my 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, he's 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 with his eyes wide open, 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 in Yan Zhuo’s arms like a salted fish.

The latter almost didn't hold him, but finally managed to grab his hands and feet, lowered his head, and looked directly into his son's eyes: "There must be a limit to fooling around. Now, be quiet! Let mother sleep peacefully, and then daddy will take you to a fun place, how about that?"

Xiao Yanzhi sighed inwardly and refused to believe a single word his scumbag father said.

He simply could not forget how his scumbag father was led by Jiang Yilin by the nose in his previous life!

In many things, even though it was clearly the fault of the child born by Jiang Yilin, it would eventually become his problem.

"No words? Fine, then Daddy will take that as your agreement."

By the time the little guy reacted, his chubby body had already been carried out by Yan Zhuo.

He was so angry, [Ahhhhh, I won’t go! ]

[Scumbag dad, please put me down. ]

[If we leave, my mother will be worried when she wakes up and can't see us! ]

Yan Zhuo automatically ignored the first two sentences, but he stopped at the last sentence.

Siyu waved to someone standing in the corridor, and when someone came over, he explained carefully, "This prince is taking the young master out for a while. This is a necessary time for us father and son to be alone. If the princess wakes up, tell her. This prince and the young master won't be gone for too long."

Si Yu bowed, as if accepting the order.

His eyes fell on Xiao Yanzhi but he was a little hesitant.

It’s not that I’m worried about Yan Zhuo, but the child has been close to my daughter and the servants for such a long time. Will he make a fuss if he is suddenly taken away by his father?

Looking at the little girl's expression at this moment, it is clear that she is not very happy.

In fact, Xiao Yanzhi was struggling, [No, no, no, I don’t want to go! ]

[This is over, will my scumbag dad just dump me quietly? ]

[Wuwuwuwu…Mother, please don’t sleep! Your precious son is about to be stolen!]

Yan Zhuo, "..."

What kind of heinous things did he do in his previous life to scare the child so much?

"Young Master..." Siyu clearly saw Xiao Yanzhi's struggle. She stood up and stretched out her hand. She wanted to take the child back, but she was afraid.

Yan Zhuo sighed, then forced himself to turn around while holding the child.

While walking out of the mansion, he comforted her, "Don't worry, Daddy is not your third uncle, and he won't go to any messy places. He is just going back to Prince Mo's mansion. Zhi'er, just think of it as... giving Daddy a chance to show off, okay?"

Listening to the pleading voice coming from above, it was so sincere that it was indescribable.

It was just like the regretful murmur he made before he was "angered to death" by himself in his previous life.

"My dear..."

It was so gentle, revealing the long-lost familiarity and rare intimacy.

Xiao Yanzhi was stunned and forgot to struggle.

After getting on the carriage, Yan Zhuo took the bamboo bottle and clumsily learned to feed the child, "Are you hungry? Daddy will feed you."

After a while, he touched his butt again and said, "Did you pee? Daddy will help you change it."

After a while...

"By the way, Daddy saw that Mommy always gave you a pacifier, which made it easier to coax you to sleep. Are you sleepy? Daddy will find it for you right away!"

The fatherly love that he had never experienced before almost made Xiao Yanzhi confused.

The time it took to travel from Feiyu's house to Prince Mo's mansion seemed both long and short to him.

I used to like sleeping when I was riding in a carriage, but I couldn't fall asleep this time.

With his eyes wide open, like a newborn baby, he looked at the now "strange" Yan Zhuo with curiosity.

Yan Zhuo was in a panic, and when he suddenly saw the look in the child's eyes, he felt inexplicably sad.

He turned his face away and endured it for a while, then smiled as if nothing had happened, "Not used to it? It's okay, it was Daddy's fault before, I didn't spend enough time with Zhier. From now on... Daddy will regard Zhier and Zhier's mother as the most important family members in his life, and cherish them well."

Hearing this, little Yan Zhi opened his eyes even wider, as if he almost didn't recognize Yan Zhuo!

My heart was in turmoil. [Oh my god, what happened to him?]

[Is he possessed by a ghost?! ]

[Hmm! He has been unconscious in bed for so long, it is very likely. Damn it, what should I do? Should I hint to my mother to ask a master to perform a ritual?]

[Ah, but... such a bad father is a bit rare. If only a bad father who is not possessed by a ghost would be like this...]

Yan Zhuo had a stern expression on his face.

He just stared at the child's rolling eyes like a fool, numbly and speechlessly.

The child’s so-called inner voice has become so outrageous!

After a while, Yan Zhuo pretended not to hear, picked up the child and placed him on his knees, "Zhi'er, why do you think daddy had to bring you to Prince Mo's Mansion? Do you suspect that daddy doesn't really treat you and mother well?

"Okay, Daddy originally planned to take you to Chunhui Courtyard, but for now, let's go to the ancestral hall first.

"Daddy will show you the latest genealogy of our royal family. Daddy believes that once you read it, you will no longer doubt Daddy's sincerity!"

Yan Zhuo had long legs, and he entered the ancestral hall carrying the child in a short while.

The royal family's genealogy is called Yudie.

The clan house keeps the original copy, while each clan family keeps a copy. Every three months when a new member is born, the jade butterfly will be replaced. No handwriting other than the clan order is allowed to appear on the jade butterfly. Any unauthorized tampering with the jade butterfly will be regarded as treason.

Therefore, this thing can never be faked.

Although Xiao Yanzhi did not live a happy life in his previous life, he had been a member of the royal family for many years and understood these rules better than anyone else.

So when he saw the words "original wife Jiang" written next to Yan Zhuo's name on the jade butterfly, he was stunned, not to mention that he saw his own name below his parents' names.

——The eldest son born to the original wife: Yan Zhi.

With deep shock in his eyes, the little guy's cute face suddenly raised up.

Yan Zhuo was touched and cursed himself secretly, thinking that he must have been blind in his previous life for having let them down.

He could not help but lift the child high up and laughed loudly, "…God has been kind to me. I will never let the child and his mother down in this life. If I break this oath, I will never be a human being again from the day I break it."

The reborn Xiao Yanzhi knew very well what being inhumane meant to a man.

Hearing this, I was extremely surprised. I didn't expect that my scumbag father would swear such a vicious oath.

The hatred that had always been firm was shaken a little, [Scumbag dad... is it true that nothing has possessed him? ]

[How scary! ]

[He even dared to swear such an inhumane oath. It seems that I should give him a little chance, um, as small as a fingernail? ]

[I can't do it anyway. No matter how inhumane it is, it's him, not me.]

Yan Zhuo, "..."

I couldn't help but put the child down and pinched his face.

A son is like his mother. I really admire him!

It was a very touching scene of a father and son untying their knot, and when he talked about it, he just wanted to laugh.

Yan Zhuo could tell from his son that when the woman had a rich expression and didn't say anything, she must be thinking about all these messy things, right?

After coming out of the ancestral hall, Yan Zhuo took his son to Chunhuiyuan at a leisurely pace.

"Zhi'er, don't you like the little wooden sword? Daddy has a surprise for you."

After a stick of incense, Xiao Yanzhi was indeed "surprised"!

Actually... there is a whole box of small wooden swords!

There are various shapes and sizes, some long, some short, some wide, some narrow, all carved with great ingenuity, and his name is engraved on each sword.

Xiao Yanzhi looked at it, and the tears that he had been holding back for a long time finally couldn't be held back and fell.

In fact, he had never enjoyed such treatment in his previous life. Only Jiang Yilin's children were worthy of it.

But even if he was nice to Jiang Yilin's child, he only did it once or twice in his previous life.

Jiang Yilin even boasted to him, "Zhi Ge'er, this is the birthday gift from father to brother. It's a small wooden sword made by father himself. Zhi Ge'er, do you think it's beautiful?"

When he heard this, he deliberately bared his teeth and twisted his nose, with disdain in his eyes.

"A sword like this is just for show, not powerful at all, just a toy!"

Jiang Yilin, "Yes, Zhi Ge'er is old enough to use toys like this, so your mother will ask someone to find you a real sword. As for this little wooden sword, Chun Yang, pick out a few of the pearls and gems in the box that the prince gave me, and ask a craftsman to carefully inlay them for our brother to play with. Oh, yes, when Zhi Ge'er's sword is found, it should also be inlaid with pearls and gems, with more, and it must be beautiful and eye-catching, so that Zhi Ge'er can carry it out with dignity, understand?"

Even so, he always thought that Jiang Yilin was nice to him.

He treats him no differently than his own son, and is even more willing to spend money on him.

Little did they know that love or not, in the royal family, was not measured by money at all...