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Yijing: What's the matter?Wasn't it good before? (Conscience Discovery Daily)

Ever since he returned to Jianhe Valley, Changming had been leisurely for a few days, and every day he just accompanied his daughter to wait for Yijing to go out and watch Yijing return home.

He asked Yijing if there was anything else he needed to take care of.

However, Li Changming, who was not the commander of the Seventh Battalion, still had nothing to do. According to Xingcheng's intention, he was allowed to rest here for a few days.

After all, he couldn't even get into the kitchen.

Yijing doesn't allow others to say that he is not good at all, except for the matter of cooking and cooking, Yijing not only does not stop him, but also helps outsiders to ridicule him.

What Ting Yu said about this is: "Deep love, great responsibility."

So Yijing was kicked out of the bedroom by Li Changming.

That day Changming took Chunxi outside to bask in the sun, Chunxi walked slowly, Changming followed slowly, and the father and daughter talked about nonsense from time to time.

After all, Chunxi was young, and she was babbling. Changming always had to listen to her a few times before he could understand what she was saying.He squatted down, looked at the pair of dangling two ponytails, and couldn't help wondering what Yijing was thinking before deciding to get up early every morning to tie her daughter's pair of ponytails before going out happily.

"Father..." Chunxi blinked and looked at him, "I want to hug..."

Whenever Chang Ming heard his daughter call him father, the scene of Yijing teaching her to say these two words over and over again appeared in front of his eyes. Maybe there was candlelight, maybe there was morning light, maybe it was in the quiet courtyard, maybe it was in the noisy crowd. lobby.

"Don't always think about your father hugging you, and walk home by yourself." Chang Ming tried hard to raise his face.

"Woo..." Chunxi's soft face wrinkled into a ball, and he took two steps forward to stick to Chang Ming, insisting on hugging.

Chang Ming was a little shaken, but still kept a straight face.

"Ah!" Chunxi suddenly looked behind Chang Ming, let out a happy cry, and immediately left Chang Ming and ran towards her father's arms.

Yijing chuckled, bent down and picked her up, and the little girl raised her chin to Changming proudly.

"You put her down," Chang Ming folded his arms around his chest angrily and with a smile, "She will be hugged before she walks a few steps, and when she grows up, who will be able to hug her!"

Instead, Yijing smiled heartily: "She's still young, of course she needs someone to hug her when she's tired from walking."

"Shut up," Chang Ming stomped, "I've heard that you hold her every day and don't let her go to the ground. You're used to her being lazy in the future!"

"I didn't!" Yijing and Chunxi looked at each other tacitly, "Is that right, little girl?"

Chunxi has no face to look at Changming.

"You should sleep in the study tonight."

"Don't, don't, don't," Yijing hurriedly came over, "If you want to hold your daughter, just say so, can't I not snatch it from you?"

"Who said I want to hug her! Put it on the ground for me! Let her go by herself!" Chang Ming turned his face away.

When Chunxi heard this, she pouted.

"Then I really let it go." Yijing said with a serious look, and that expression was really outrageous.

Changming pouted, but still hugged Chunxi back into his arms.

"I'll take my daughter to take a nap, you can find a place to play by yourself."

"What do you want me to play by myself?" Yijing looked rather sad, "With a daughter, I'm not important to you anymore!"

Changming looked at Yijing as if looking at someone else's silly child: "Isn't Ningwu's commander so leisurely, and he still has time to spend with his daughter..." He thought for a while before continuing: "Striving to be jealous .”

Yijing was so swallowed that he had nothing to say, so he had no choice but to tug on Changming's sleeve reluctantly: "After you come back, you will be with your daughter every day, and I am the one who was left out in the cold."

Chang Ming couldn't help but think to himself: If Xing Sheng sees your pretended grievance, he will draw his sword and talk to you.

"You can't say that," so Chang Ming coaxed him: "I'm with you all night!"

This remark made Yijing very useful, he looked left and right and saw that no one else was here, so he took a step forward, raised his hand to cover Chunxi's eyes, and tilted his head to peck Chang Ming's cheek.

"Let's go back."

Chunxi looked at her father kicking her father without knowing why.

When it was night, Chang Ming extinguished the candles to let Chunxi sleep peacefully, but after waiting left and right, there was no sign of Yijing. While thinking about whether there were many things going on today, he pushed the door out of the room and happened to see Shuze Wipe the sword under the moon.

After both Zisheng and Chen Ying went to the deserted city, Yijing asked the two brothers and sisters to move to their own residence temporarily so that they would not be left alone to take care of them.

"Shuze? Why don't you rest?"

"Uncle Qing?" Shuze turned her head and smiled, "Are you going to find the commander?"

Xingcheng's son was just like himself, with piercing eyes, and Chang Ming was so frightened that he couldn't speak for a while.

"Go ahead, Uncle Qing. I'll take care of Chunxi and everything will be fine."

Chang Ming took a few steps forward and rubbed Shuze's hair: "What are you talking about, you are still young, you should take a good rest, go back to the house quickly."

"I can't sleep even when I go back to the house," Shuze muttered, "There is nothing to do on both sides, so it's better to have someone to accompany you."

Changming suddenly remembered that Yijing once said that Shuze had been restless for the past few years. Although Shuze never mentioned the details, Xing Sheng was aware of this incident. The reason is just like this.

I found many doctors and prescribed a lot of good medicines, and it was impossible to make him sleepless all night, let alone force him to rest early.This made Chang Ming couldn't help thinking, whether to find an excuse to knock him out with a stick.

I don't know how Xing Cheng felt when he heard about Chang Ming's method.

"Okay, okay, uncle, let's go."

While Chang Ming was distracted, Shuze had already pushed him out.

"I'll be back soon, if something happens, call for someone!"

"I understand." Shuze said dumbfoundedly, "I'm not young anymore."

Hearing this, Chang Ming felt that he was getting old.

When he arrived at Xuanwu Pavilion, Yijing was still busy, but the two sergeants guarding the gate knew him and let him in without even being informed.

"Wait a little longer, I'll just approve these documents." Yijing heard the door knock, and said without raising his head, "Are you hungry, do you want dumplings or steamed buns?"

Chang Ming stepped forward generously: "You don't even move your eyes, how do you know it's me?"

"If it were someone else, they should have reported it long ago."

Yijing closed the last document, rubbed his swollen eyes, and still teased Chang Ming: "Why, I finally remembered your lonely gentleman, did you come to take him home?"

Chang Ming also nodded cheekily: "Yes, our cook is gone, and if he doesn't find it, he will starve to death."

Yijing rolled his eyes.

"I'm just kidding." Chang Ming leaned over and raised Yi Jing's chin with his fingers. His long ponytail fell on Yi Jing's face, causing Yi Jing to tilt his head and rub his head. My heart was full of enthusiasm: "You are so good, give the master a smile, and there are still 20 taels of silver left in the business, if you can make the master happy, I will give it to you!"

"It's really not old-fashioned." Yijing seemed unmoved, and his tone was so calm that he was angry, "I just touched your waist before, and you were so awkward and evasive. Now you can deliver it to your door by yourself."

At that time, Chang Ming cried out that it was not good, and stood up with one hand on the table and was about to leave, but Yijing had expected it long ago, and reached out his hand to stop Chang Ming before he could move, and hugged him tightly in his arms.

"Let me go!" Chang Ming wanted to hit Yijing's chest with his elbow, forcing him to let go, but he was afraid that if he could not control himself well, breaking Yijing's ribs would be a serious problem, "If you don't let me go, Let's do it!"

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