caesar revolution

After washing Caesar clean, Qi Wei Leng wrapped him in a towel, looked at Caesar's red face, Qi Wei sneered and lowered his head to kiss him on the face.

Caesar was wrapped in a huge towel, like a white and fat silkworm baby, with his usual soft and fluffy blond hair hanging smoothly on his face, looking like an exquisite doll.

Carrying Caesar from the bathroom to the bedroom, Qi Weileng put him on the bed, then picked up the prepared dry towel, and wiped Caesar's still wet hair bit by bit.

"The hair must be wiped clean." Only in front of Caesar, Qi Weilen would look like a nagging old mother. When he saw Caesar's eyes narrowed, his heart would overflow with an unusual satisfaction.

Caesar felt that Qi Weileng's movements were very gentle, which made him very comfortable, so comfortable that he almost wanted to just fall asleep.Deep drowsiness swept over Caesar, his eyes began to close slowly, and his head turned down bit by bit.

Qi Weileng quickly noticed Caesar's state. He showed a helpless expression, but he didn't wake Caesar up. Instead, he continued to rub Caesar's hair until it was almost dry before gently changing Caesar's hair. He moved into a position to make him sleep more comfortably.

After blowing out the candles in Caesar's room, Qi Weileng closed the door of Caesar's bedroom.

As spring gets stronger, the temperature in Eagle Country gradually warms up.There is no need to burn a fireplace in the house anymore, and the windows can be opened to let the warm spring breeze fill the whole house with the fragrance of flowers.

Qi Wei Leng changed out of his heavy winter clothes and began to wear unlined clothes.

Because of long-term malnutrition, Caesar still looks thin and small. He is covered by thick clothes in winter, and he looks thinner in spring.

As a "good" father who raised Caesar as his own son, Qi Weileng was naturally very unhappy to see this kind of scene.So he began to work hard to nourish Caesar.

Because Yingguo is located in an island country, it is rich in all kinds of fish. Dishes such as grilled cod are very common, but as an authentic Chinese person, perhaps because of psychological effects, Qi Weileng always intuitively prefers grilled dishes. The food was completely devoid of nutrition. Not only was it not nutritious, but it was also easy to cause children to get angry. However, the cooks in the palace did not know how to cook food such as steamed food, so Qi Wei Leng did it himself to give Little Caesar extra meals.

In his previous life, Qi Weileng had been living alone, and his cooking skills were decent. He himself liked to eat fish, so he had done some research on cooking fish.

Considering that there are no condiments such as scallion and ginger in Yingguo, Qi Weileng had no choice but to choose not to use scallion and ginger.

First descale the cod and cut it into fish fillets of suitable size, then cut the dried shiitake mushrooms into granules, spread them evenly on the cod fillets, then pour in the prepared ingredients, and finally put them on the pot and steam for 10 minute.

Due to the lack of some conditioning, Qi Weileng was a little worried about the taste of the fish, but when the fish came out of the pan, Qi Weileng took a sip, and he was completely relieved.

Seawater gives these fish their firm texture and tough texture, and even if the seasoning isn't perfect, all the umami of the fish itself more than makes up for it.

Caesar, like Qi Weileng, likes to eat fish very much. He sat on the dining table with a small napkin around his neck, holding a knife and fork with a serious face, which made Qi Weileng couldn't help laughing.He put the finished fish in front of Caesar, and then sat on Caesar's right, watching his child start to eat the fish with a knife and fork with puffy cheeks.

Cod has only big thorns and no small thorns, so Qi Weileng is not afraid that Caesar will get stuck in his throat because of the small thorns. The steamed cod exudes a strong fragrance. into the mouth.

Little Caesar ate very seriously and seriously, frowning from beginning to end, with an expression of "I'm thinking, don't bother me".However, the cod fillets that quickly disappeared from the plate seemed to indicate Caesar's attitude towards this dish...

"Do you like it?" Seeing Little Caesar's belly bulging, Qi Weileng wiped his mouth with a napkin and asked warmly.

"I like it." Caesar nodded seriously, his frowning finally eased.

"...Then why are you frowning?" Qi Wei felt very interesting teasing the child coldly.

"I'm not wrinkled." Caesar's ears were red again, but he still spoke righteously: "My brother is wrong!"

"Really." In fact, Qi Weileng has already discovered that every time Caesar meets something he likes, he will show this expression. He just asked him, but he was just looking for a child to have fun.Feeling embarrassed seeing the child now, Qi Weileng just smiled knowingly, and didn't ask further.

"From now on, brother will cook for you every day, okay?" Qi Wei said coldly: "Caesar also needs to eat a lot, and he grows tall. Look at how thin you are now... as if you can be blown away by a gust of wind."

Caesar puffed up and looked unhappy.

"What's wrong?" Qi Weileng asked after pinching Caesar's face.

"I'm not thin." Caesar whispered, "I...will definitely grow taller, taller than my brother!"

"Okay, then I'll wait for that day." Qi Wei patted Caesar's head in a calm manner.

It's a pity... But when the day that Caesar said really came, Qi Wei couldn't be happy anymore. Who would have thought that the malnourished child in front of him would end up being taller than himself at 1.8 meters five a head? ?

But now Qi Wei Leng didn't have so many thoughts. After feeding the little Caesar, he took the little Caesar to the study, left him homework, and left by himself.

Did not show anxiety in front of Caesar, does it mean that Qi Weileng's mood is really calm.

The second visit of Kerwin, the Duke of Rose, pushed Qi Weileng into a dilemma.Either choose to join forces with Kerwin to remove Henry from power, or reject Kerwin and continue to be in front of this unfavored prince, and just wait until Henry, who has no orthodox heir other than himself, passes away.

The former is radical but fast, while the latter is stable but long.After thinking for a long time, Qi Weileng finally made a choice—a choice that did not belong to him, but to the real Noelson.

Noelson in history is not a cowardly and easy to retreat person. If it is the real Noelson, Qi Weilen believes that he will not be interested in waiting any longer - because Noelson in history is absolutely impossible to be like Qi Weileng Knowing the ending of history, instead of dying a mediocre death, Qi Weileng has reason to think that Noelson will choose a brave one.

After making a decision, Qi Wei didn't feel relaxed after cooling down. He only felt that the current Wangcheng is like a sparkling sea, with no fluctuations on the surface, but under the water surface there are turbulent undercurrents and terrifying eddies , as long as one stumbles and falls into it, it is doomed to have no bones left.

Outside the window was the bright spring, but Qi Weileng's heart was once again baptized by the snowstorm. He firmly held the wooden window frame, looked at the green trees and blooming flowers, and showed an indifferent smile on his face.

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"Oh, did you find out?" The handsome man held a beautiful glass cup in his right hand and a gemstone ring on his slender finger. slide in.

"Yes, my lord." The man kneeling on the ground said in a deep voice: "The woman is indeed dead, leaving behind a boy before she died."

"How old should the boy be?" the man continued to ask.

"In terms of age, it should be exactly nine years old." The kneeling man said.

"Nine years old?" There was a hint of suspicion in his eyes, and the man's eyes flickered: "What's the boy's name?"

"Caesar Noelsen." The voice of the kneeling man trembled a little.

"...What a stupid woman." The man suddenly smiled, and his words were full of malicious sarcasm: "It's called that name, and she really thought that man would give her a title, stupid... …It’s hopeless, you, go down.”

"Yes." The kneeling person quickly retreated.

"Interesting." The man kneaded the woman's chest more and more vigorously, until the woman couldn't bear it and let out a slight cry of pain: "Henry, your son...is really interesting."