home with a good wife

Yan Mu's heart was shocked, and the eunuch hurriedly said: "Your Majesty, you can't do it, it's too dangerous, you are the son of the Ninth Five-Year Lord, you can't have any accidents..."

"Stop talking nonsense." Chu Simiao interrupted him impatiently, "I am the emperor of the world, so naturally I can't hide in the palace and let my soldiers bleed."

"Your Majesty" "You don't need to say any more." Chu Simiao raised his hand, the eunuch sighed, and slowly exited the Zichen Hall, Yan Mu held Chu Simiao's hand and said, "Si Miao, I will go with you." Miao looked at him and said, "You can't go." "Si Miao..." "Mu Mu, you have to stay here obediently. As long as you and the child are fine, I'm not afraid of anything." Chu Simiao held his hand tightly. Yan Mu's hand, said, Yan Mu lowered his head, under the slender eyelashes, his eyes were full of water.

"Don't be afraid, I will come back, for you and the child." Chu Simiao kissed Yan Mu's forehead, "By the way, I really want to show you something."

Chu Simiao mysteriously took out a fan and slowly unfolded it. Yan Mu was stunned. He saw himself painted on the fan, dressed in brocade clothes, standing under the starry sky, looking up into the distance. Chu Simiao said with a smile: "Do you remember? When I saw you under the starry sky of Fusang that day, I thought that some star fell into the mortal world."

"Say, what are you talking about... why did you draw this on your fan?" Yan Mu said with a red face.

Chu Simiao smiled and said, "My father painted Concubine Chen on the fan. Don't you envy me? Now I also draw you on the fan. From now on, I can't leave the fan."

"Nicky." Yan Mu scolded him with a smile.

Chu Simiao raised his hand, and the cold fan handle slid along the tip of Yan Mu's nose to his lips, and Yan Mu whispered softly, "Hey..." Chu Simiao leaned forward and kissed his lips, Mu Mu was still so cute , closed his eyes, and retreated a little unbearably, Chu Simiao stretched out his hand to hold him in his arms.

Yuanyuan rubbed her paws, "Aww!" With a sound, she rushed towards Chu Simiao, revealing her sharp claws. Chu Simiao calmly raised her hand and opened the fan. Chu Simiao kissed Yan Mu, raised the corners of his lips, and revealed an evil smile... The weather was getting colder and colder, Cheng Tianqing wanted to go out for a walk, and cut some winter clothes by the way, Yanhong made a big brocade Cheng Tianqing covered Cheng Tianqing's stomach, and helped him walk on the streets of Fusang. There was still snow on the branches. Cheng Tianqing went to Taiyunfang to measure the size, and ordered a few new winter clothes for himself and Lu Jing , and Yanhong Qingyao walked out of Caiyunfang talking and laughing.

A pregnant woman with a big belly cried and fell on the snow, hugging a man's thigh tightly, the man kicked her hard and cursed: "Go away, look how disgusting you are now, fat and ugly, Hurry up and go home, don't get in my eyes!"

The pregnant woman cried with snot and tears: "You heartless, I am pregnant with Liujia, I have suffered so much, you still go out to mess with women in brothels, and write her such shameless love letters! "The man spat out his sleepiness and raised his feet high.

Cheng Tianqing turned sideways, grabbed the man's ankle, and threw him to the ground. The man rolled several times, got up, looked at the handsome young man, and stammered, "You, why are you meddling in your own business?! I beat my wife, what does it matter to you?!"

Cheng Tianqing's eyes bulged, the man swallowed sleepily, turned around and ran away hastily.

"Ma'am, are you okay?" Yanhong and Qingyao hurriedly helped the pregnant woman up. The woman wiped her tears and said, "Actually, I am husband and wife, and we have a very good relationship, but I am pregnant and cannot satisfy him... This gave the vixen outside a chance to take advantage of it. While he was taking a shower, I found a love letter in his clothes. It was written by him to that vixen! The words were obscene, and he carefully put them in the bottom of his clothes Layer, it's really disgusting...!"

The woman burst into tears, Yanhong and Qingyao hurriedly comforted her, Cheng Tianqing frowned, remembering Lu Jing's strangeness that day, he seemed to have hidden a letter in the inner layer of his clothes... No way... But Lu Jing treats him as usual?Cheng Tianqing clenched his fists and said, "Yanhong, Qingyao, let's go home."

Cheng Mansion, Lu Jing was cooking chicken soup for the young master in the kitchen, a servant girl hurried in and said, "My lord, there are people from the Zhuo Mansion, and they are in the Juping Hall!" Lu Jing frowned, and told the maid Watching the fire of the chicken soup, he turned and walked out of the kitchen.

There were many people gathered in the Juping Hall. Lu Jing strode in and saw a handsome young man in a crescent gown sitting on a pear-blossom wooden chair. Seeing Lu Jing, he put down his teacup, stood up, and said happily: " Brother Jing!"

Lu Jing looked at him, frowned, and said in disbelief, "Xiaoyu?"