Hard to be a good wife

The room was steaming, and the mahogany bed creaked for a long time before it calmed down.

"We won?" Tang Yue asked out of breath with a red face.

Prince Zhao caressed his warm back and kissed the corner of his lips, "If you lose, do you think you can be so leisurely as a husband?"

The two really held back for quite a while, since they arrived in Qinyang City, they have been in a state of preparation for the battle, even if they won last time, they still have a bad feeling in their hearts.

It wasn't until this time that North Vietnam led troops to join forces with the enemy troops in the southwest to attack the city that they understood what they had been worrying about.

But they also know that the two times they were able to defeat the opponent was because of the word "surprise". Last time they used fire bombs to deter the enemy, so the local area did not dare to continue to attack. But this time, the appearance of the black armor guard It is even more powerful medicine, like a sharp sword, breaking through the enemy's psychological endurance first with a powerful momentum, and the subsequent victory will be a matter of course.

Tang Yue fell into a deep sleep after thinking about it. He worked intensively for twelve hours. If Prince Zhaoqiang hadn't dragged him to sleep, he should have fallen asleep long ago.

Prince Zhao kissed the corners of his darkened eyes, covered him with the quilt, and fell asleep with him in his arms.

The two of them slept until the evening of the next day. Little Luoluo came and went outside the door, and every time he had to look in through the small hole in the window to make sure that there was someone on the bed for peace of mind.

He is not as lively as before. A child who is only five years old can sit in the study and write for a long time. Sometimes he will be in a daze for this tree or a stone. Fortunately, everyone is busy now, and no one has noticed his abnormality. .

The servants who serve him are only responsible for taking care of his body, but not his mind and mind, so he is left to think about life by himself.

When there was a war outside, Zhang Chun would always take him with him, and they didn't go to the front to make trouble, even Zhang Chun on Yurong Street didn't let him go, the disabled people on a street, bloody, hurt the young heart of the child too much.

But in fact, when Zhang Chun was not around, Xiao Luoluo went to see it secretly. Unlike the bustling Yecheng, Qinyang City during the war seemed dirty and messy. Bodies may be found.

Little Luoluo was quite courageous. After going to Yurong Street for a few peeks, he was just in a daze for a long time and didn't even have a nightmare at night.

As for the front line, not to mention Xiao Luoluo, even Tang Yue and Zhang Chun didn't have the guts to watch it. They only stayed in the TV series when the white knives entered and the red knives exited. The real pictures really stimulated their fragile nerves.

"Okay, don't look at it, your two fathers are exhausted, let them rest more." Zhang Chun picked up Xiao Luoluo, glanced at the door of the room, and walked away with the child.

"Uncle Chun, both fathers are so busy, why are you so idle?"

Zhang Chun: "..." Does this mean that you despise him for being useless?

He pinched little Luoluo's butt, and said with a chuckle: "Who says I'm idle? Am I here to take care of you? What if Uncle Chun isn't here anymore and you're crying?"

Xiao Luoluo thinks about it too, he is really not that afraid with Zhang Chun by his side, and he can play with so many things, he has subdued all the children in this area, and now they all recognize themselves as the king of children.

The task assigned to him by the little daddy was to look after the children nearby. After playing with them for a few days, he gained countless admiring little eyes, and his self-confidence was greatly improved.

"Where do we go now?"

Zhang Chun wanted to find Wang Dingjun. The war was far from over. Wang Dingjun was definitely going to Chuzhou City with Prince Zhao, but he couldn't leave Yecheng all the time. His business focus was still in Yecheng, let alone he went. It can't help, it's better to stabilize the rear and earn more money, in case they are short of clothes and food, they can supply it themselves.

And this child, Prince Zhao can bring him to Qinyang City but it is impossible to bring him to Chuzhou City, firstly it will delay his homework, secondly it is too unwise to expose his weakness to the enemy's gunpoint.

So he thought, he and Wang Dingjun would probably find it difficult to be mandarin ducks sharing weal and woe again. Maybe they were unlucky, and they would be separated by yin and yang, and they would never see each other forever.

"Bah bah! What are you thinking about?" Zhang Chun slapped himself a few times, and looked at Xiao Luoluo in a daze.

"Little daddy said, your condition is called Sherlock Holmes syndrome!"

The corner of Zhang Chun's mouth twitched, "Boy, do you know who Holmes is?"

"Holmes is a person? Impossible!" Little Luoluo shook his head firmly. He had never heard of anyone with a four-letter name.

"Of course, and he is a very powerful case-solving expert. It is said that..." Zhang Chun activated his storytelling function, and told one of the cases vividly. The climax was so high that even the servants behind him were fascinated. Yes, let out an exclamation from time to time.

Wang Dingjun and Yang Feng came in from the outside, and they were shocked to see this group of people walking close to each other.

Just as they were about to say hello, they saw two young servants hugging each other, howling like ghosts and wolves. People who didn't know thought that the master was angry and wanted to kill someone.

"What are you talking about so thrilling?" Wang Dingjun saw the culprit at a glance.

Zhang Chun chuckled and raised his eyebrows, "Of course it sounds nice, but it has nothing to do with you at all." That meant that he was not going to continue talking in front of Wang Dingjun.

But what everyone listened to was the climax part, everyone was scratching their heads, and they didn't dare to make mistakes, so they could only lower their heads in protest.

Little Luoluo was more straightforward, holding Zhang Chun's arm and asking: "What happened later? Who was the murderer? Have you caught him?"

Zhang Chuntie whispered in his ear and replied, "I'll tell you next time."

Little Luoluo doesn't want to do it. In his little dad's words, isn't this an intentional trick?

He turned to Wang Dingjun and stretched out his hands towards him. This gesture can be understood by everyone, and he wanted to hug him.

But everyone present except City Lord Yang was very familiar with the little Wangsun. This young man had only been close to two people since he was a child, one was the crown princess Tang Yue, and the other was his wet nurse Yangu. Even the crown prince failed to win his favor. .

After all these years of unremitting efforts, the little duke has used countless fun and delicious things to get the little prince's approval. I have never heard that General Wang has this honor before!

Wang Dingjun himself was stunned, he took the child with some surprise and some caution, he just felt a milky smell rushing towards his face, and the child in his arms was also soft, frail and frightening.

He was a little at a loss, and cast Zhang Chun a look for help, but the other party smiled happily, as if he had encountered a great happy event.

Zhang Chun was happy enough, it was rare to see Wang Dingjun's embarrassed appearance, so he just pretended not to see it.

"Uncle Chun, let's find a place to sit down and talk slowly, you are already thirsty." Little Luoluo smiled slightly, showing a pair of canine teeth, which was really cute.

How could Zhang Chun disagree, and with a big wave of his hand, he led a group of people to the pavilion in the backyard, made people hot tea and cakes, and continued to tell his story to Wang Dingjun's stiff face.

When Tang Yue woke up and fumbled for the place, he saw this vivid picture.

A cold and unattractive gazebo, surrounded by a group of people, even the passage was surrounded by people, a familiar voice came from the crowd, Tang Yue stood too far away and couldn't hear what he was talking about, and he didn't realize until he got closer It seems to be a story about solving a case, and it sounds a bit like the case of the young Bao Qingtian.

Don't ask him how he knew, he also watched it several times back then, what mummy, what ghost village, what he heard was more exciting than what he saw.

"Ahem...don't you think it's getting late, it's time for dinner?" What time is it, where's dinner?

When the people around saw Tang Yue, they knelt down and saluted, then retreated with their heads bowed.

As soon as the people dispersed, Tang Yue walked into the pavilion with ease, and saw little Luoluo sitting on Wang Dingjun's lap, propping his chin and listening with great interest. He had never seen him like this when he was telling bedtime stories before.

Tang Yue was puzzled, walked over and pinched his cheek and said, "Hey, you're back to your senses."

Little Luoluo turned her head and saw Tang Yue rushing over immediately. She hugged Tang Yue's neck tightly with her hands, rubbed her cheeks, and let out a few whining sounds, which melted the hearts of everyone present.

Yang Feng also has many sons and daughters under his knees, but no child has ever been so close to him, and he was immediately envious.

Zhang Chun was used to this style of painting, curled his lips, dissatisfied that Tang Yue's arrival diverted everyone's attention.

Wang Dingjun has also reached the age when he wants to start a family. Although his sexual orientation is not right, he still desires to have a child. Although he does not have a biological child, it seems good to adopt one like this.

Wang Dingjun glanced at Zhang Chun secretly, thinking that he gets along well with the young master on weekdays, and spontaneously thought that he also likes children.

Because of this understanding, Wang Dingjun also picked up a baby when he was at the border and brought it back as his own son. When the news spread to Yecheng, it naturally became that he took a concubine and gave birth to a child when he was at the border, which almost made Zhang Chun angry. .

Of course, these are all for later.