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

Little Yan Zhi enjoyed the momentary pleasure of talking, but when he found out that his mother was unhappy, he stopped taking advantage of Yan Zhuo and instead hugged Yan Zhuo's face and nibbled it several times, making his face covered with saliva.

Yan Zhuo had no choice but to put the person back on the bed.

But he was not familiar with holding a child, so when he put the child back, he made little Yanzhi lie on his stomach.

The latter had to use all his strength to lift his head up, otherwise his mouth and nose would have been buried in the mattress by the heavy head.

I cursed in my heart, [Scumbag dad, you still want to murder me! ]

[Who asked you to come and see me? You are so self-indulgent. Don’t you know how carefree my mother and I are at my grandmother’s house?]

[Go quickly, don’t disturb our mother and son’s love and freedom~]

The little guy held his head high, struggling with the big head while trying not to complain about his own father to death.

However, the next moment, a slender object shining with golden light suddenly appeared in front of his eyes. It was the golden dagger that Yan Zhuo had been playing with in his hand just now, but now he had put it in the scabbard.

Make sure the sheath does not open and injure the child.

Yan Zhuo finally felt guilty, bent down and turned the child over, and as soon as little Yan Zhi stretched out his hand, he stuffed the small dagger into his hand.

His eyes were looking towards Jiang Ying, "You are not allowed to pawn it without permission. This is a gift from me to my son."

Jiang Ying held onto the bed frame and rolled his eyes.

Is she so obsessed with money?

She didn't come over when little Yanzhi was lying down with difficulty just now. It's not because she didn't care, but it's good for the baby's spine to lie down like that occasionally.

Otherwise, she would have pushed the bad dog prince aside long ago.

After presenting the dagger, Yan Zhuo felt a little dizzy by the pink colors in the room, and even had the illusion of being slightly drunk.

Otherwise, why the hell couldn't he move his feet and didn't want to leave?

"The king is leaving." After a moment of silence, Yan Zhuo stood up and left.

With a creak, it turned out to be the door that was opened!

Jiang Ying sneered, "You Dog Prince, you are so arbitrary!"

Relying on his good martial arts, he dared to roam around in the Duke's Mansion as if he was in an empty place and was not afraid of being caught.

Almost as soon as she finished her thought, a spitting sound came from outside the yard, "Who? Stop! If you have the guts, stop running!"

These were the deputy generals who volunteered to keep watch for Jiang Yuanyi. These people were all good in martial arts and were afraid that Jiang Yuanyi would be assassinated by someone they had offended in the past, so they volunteered to be his bodyguards.

Unexpectedly, his sharp eyes caught Yan Zhuo climbing the wall!

Jiang Ying immediately rushed to the window to watch the fun. Wow, if he really got caught, what a big show it would be.

[Mother, please stop being so silly, my scumbag father has found his conscience this time and gave me a lump of solid gold! ]

Her son on the bed called Jiang Ying, so she had to close the door and go back.

I patted his chubby little butt and said, "When did you wake up? You woke up so quietly. Do you want to make fun of me?"

Little Yanzhi was beaten, but it didn't hurt at all. However, he was possessed by the spirit of acting, and his big eyes like black grapes immediately showed aggrieved look.

[Woo woo, my mother is fierce, but I am not keeping silent on purpose. I am just waiting for my scumbag father to bully her so that I can scream loudly and scare him to death!]

Jiang Ying curled his lips: Come on, with your level, you can only scare the mice in the hole, you can't scare anyone else.

When he looked up, he found that his monkey son was already holding the golden dagger and gnawing on it. Jiang Ying went forward to try to snatch it from him, but failed for a long time.

Funny and annoyed, "Little fool, this is gold, not a teething biscuit, why are you chewing it?"

[I learned this from my mother, to identify the authenticity. ]

Jiang Ying: "..."

The mother and son struggled on the bed for a long time, and Jiang Ying finally snatched it from him.

Under the steady gaze of little Yanzhi, she smuggled it into the box thiefily, "My dear, mother will save it for you, and use it when you grow up and get married."

Even though he knew Jiang Ying was lying to him, Xiao Yanzhi was not angry.

She gave a toothless smile and said, "No, no, I'd better give it to my mother to ask for a husband."

Jiang Ying: "..."

I’m afraid your scumbag father will break my legs!

Holding the child in his arms and closing his eyes, Jiang Ying wondered vaguely, at what age did the child start to grow teeth? It seemed to be four or five months. He quietly made up his mind that he would make some teething biscuits for him to exercise his jaw muscles when he had time!

This sleep was particularly sweet. The next day, the sun was already shining on my buttocks when Siyu came into the room with some water to wake me up.

"Did you hear any noise last night?" Jiang Ying tested Siyu. This girl was good in every way except that she was like a dead pig when she fell asleep.

She was a little worried about her personal safety.

Siyu shook her head, "No, did the girl hear any sound?"

After asking in vain, Jiang Ying felt a little hungry, so he hurried to wash up, and at the same time pulled up little Yan Zhi to wipe his face and hands.

But the little guy last night... Well, anyway, he finally tricked his little dagger back and just held it tightly and wouldn't let go. He even slept with it in his arms all night.

Jiang Ying pretended to be frightened and twisted his little ear, "Money-grubber!"

"Er, Ear, Ear, Ear..."

Siyu was stunned, "Miss, where did the young master get this thing?"

It was clearly something that hadn't existed before. It was as thick as an index finger, small and delicate, and it was obviously something for a boy.

Young ladies don't like these knives and swords.

Jiang Ying replied casually, "It was sent by Santa Claus."

Siyu solved one question, and the second question followed, "Ah, girl, who is Santa Claus?"

After the mother and son finished washing, Si Yule happily held Xiao Yanzhi and said, "Miss, Yin Zhi, who is with the old lady, has come to ask us to go to Kangji Hall for breakfast."

This situation was not surprising. Jiang Ying dressed neatly and took the child with him.

However, as soon as they entered Kangji Hall, everyone looked at the mother and son with surprise and wonder.

Jiang Ying didn't understand what was going on. When he arrived at the dining room, the old lady was wearing a light brown brocade jacket. She looked energetic, but her eyes were fixed and her smile was full of deep meaning.

"Grandma, why are you looking at me like that?" After sitting down, Jiang Ying couldn't help but asked.

Yin Zhi and Yin Rui beside them brought mouthwash, and life was like a god with everything provided for him.

In the Duke's Mansion, Jiang Ying truly experienced the joy of being a parasite.

"Well, no hurry, no hurry. Just rinse your mouth first, and we, the grandparents and grandchildren, can talk while we eat." The old lady said.

That damn rule of not talking while eating or sleeping is not going to be enforced now.

While Jiang Ying lowered her head to drink her porridge, the old lady spoke faintly, "Yingying, has grandma never asked you who your husband's family is?"

"Puff——", Jiang Ying subconsciously almost sprayed out the porridge in his mouth!

Jiang Ying opened his eyes, swallowed it down in one gulp, and stammered, "I, I, I...Grandmother..."

The old lady smiled and said, "I have always believed that it was the guard beside Prince Yan, so I investigated him many times and asked him many questions, but I never thought...

"Yingying, early this morning, the dispute between you and Prince Yan was widely spread among the noble families...

"It's so detailed that it even goes into details about how you met Prince Yan, how you became his concubine, and even how much silver he spent on you for so long. Yingying, since you are Prince Yan's concubine, why have you never told grandmother about it?"

As a result, she always believed that the little girl was not having a good life and was having a hard time.

Of course, being Yan Zhuo's mistress is not necessarily a good thing, but at least there is a little support, and don't the Jiang family and Yan Zhuo happen to have an engagement right now?

The old lady was thinking thoughtfully. Jiang Ying stood up suddenly in shock. "Nonsense! How could he spend any money on me? Grandmother, don't listen to those untrue things outside. Yan Zhuo is a vicious and petty person. Every penny I got from him was earned by treating his illness. It's not what outsiders think!

"On the contrary, he, he, he... he is shameless. He lied to me and told me to give birth to his child, but he was unwilling to treat me as his legal wife. He just left me out there to fend for myself. I... it's not that I don't want to say it, it's just that I can't bring myself to say it..."

It was half true and half false. Jiang Ying was no longer panicked at the beginning, but now he spoke with a tearful tone, as if he felt very aggrieved.

The old lady's eyes were red with tears. "Good boy, don't be sad. Grandmother doesn't blame you."

How could she blame her? She was already too heartbroken to even feel sorry for her.

She was even more uneasy and frightened, because what the old lady had wanted before was to let Jiang Ying and his mother live in the Duke's Mansion for a while longer so that the two of them could live a comfortable life.

After all, the Duke's Mansion is powerful, and if we put pressure on it, there is no doubt that Jiang Ying's husband will refuse to agree.

But now...things suddenly become difficult!

Just as the two of them were talking, the maid ran in in a panic, "Madam, something bad has happened. Miss Yilin accidentally fell into the water in the garden!"

Arriving at about the same time as the maid was the furious Jiang Yuanlang.

The bruises on his face were still there, and he glared at Jiang Ying with bared teeth, "Well, you've been the concubine of Prince Yan for a long time, but you played us around, and you made Linlin so heartbroken that she jumped into the lake and committed suicide. If anything happens to her, I will never forgive you!"