I love the harem with my sweet mouth

This year's New Year is particularly lively, and the sound of firecrackers is endless.

But the palace is rare quiet and warm.

Zhou Yanzong stayed by Han Qingyang's side every day. Although Han Qingyang was a man and did not confine himself like a woman after giving birth, the wound left by the caesarean section had to be healed slowly. In fact, it was no different from confinement.

Zhou Yanzong also found an old nanny in the palace who had been in the palace for many years, and served Han Qingyang according to the previous confinement rules of concubines.

That's why Han Qingyang still has his forehead wiped on his forehead at this moment, but he was born good-looking, and after giving birth, his skin is even more delicate, so he looks quite special.

It was said that father and son were enemies in the previous life, Han Qingyang felt that this was true.

Zhou Yanzong was most annoyed by his son's crying. Every time his son cried, he would become very irritable. He raised his hand several times to hit him, but Han Qingyang got angry and drove him out. After less than half an hour, someone poked his head under the curtain outside giggling.

After several repetitions, Han Qingyang had figured out his temper.

He said no, but his body was very honest.

For example, at night, except for the nursing mother's need to breastfeed, Zhou Yanzong took care of the rest.

Zhou Yanzong is a rough man, how could he have done such fine work.

When he was holding his infant son for the first time, he was so excited that he almost threw the baby into the air. The nurse beside him turned pale with fright, and hurriedly taught him the correct way to hold the baby.

When changing the mustard seed for the first time, there was also a big joke.

The son just drank the milk and cried soon after. Since he was not hungry, he must have urinated or urinated.Zhou Yanzong confidently put his son on the bed, and opened the swaddle clumsily.

When he lowered his head to check, a stream of hot water suddenly poured over his pocket.

Han Qingyang felt that even if he was too old to walk, he would still remember Zhou Yanzong's expression at that time. He froze in place at that time, the expression on his face was extremely wonderful, his anger was mixed with helplessness, and there was a bit of consternation in his helplessness.

All in all, all in all, it is extremely exciting, with several emotions mixed together and presented on the face.

Han Qingyang's wound hurt from laughing, and he still didn't forget to protect his son.

"This is your own seed. It's not shameful to be pissed on the face by your own son. You are not allowed to beat him up. Otherwise, I will never end with you."

Zhou Yanzong wiped the water from his face.

"It's not shameful for me to be peed on by my son, so why not do something honorable?" He said through gritted teeth.

Han Qingyang suppressed a smile and hugged his son beside him.

"This is pure boy's urine. Boy's urine is a good primer for medicine. Your Majesty can treat it as if you washed your face with the primer. In the future, you will not even have a single pimple, nor will you have any wrinkles. .”

Poor Zhou Yanzong, who was majestic on the battlefield, just stood there with a dark face, not angry, and the fight was even worse, and he was more tired this night than marching and fighting outside.

Even though he worked so hard every night, he never thought of giving others a hand, and he took care of them all by himself.

Probably this is the sweet burden.

The little man was his son who was related by blood.

It was a subtle and even mysterious feeling.

Although there were no major events during the year, Zhou Yanzong was as busy as a spinning top every day.

On this day, as soon as he put Han Qingyang and his son to sleep, he hurried to the imperial study.

Wang Shou handed him the secret letter.

"General Qi and General Li sent them back urgently within [-] miles."

Zhou Yanzong read the secret letter with a sullen face, his face was very gloomy, he slapped the desk with his palm, and shouted: "I don't know whether to live or die."

Wang Shou knelt down in fright.

"Your Majesty, rest your anger."

If Zhou Yanzong never wanted to dominate the world before, but this time is different, he now has Han Qingyang, a son, and a family, he has to eliminate all unfavorable factors, so that he can grow up. Be with them for a long time.

Besides, this is also a gift from him to their father and son.

He originally thought that due to his prestige and the prosperity of the Great Zhou, it should not be difficult to rule the world. The alliance vowed to fight Da Zhou to the end.

Falling into a stalemate for a while, Qi Meng and the others wrote to ask for his opinion.

Zhou Yanzong thought for a moment and wrote a reply.

He wants to drive himself to conquest.

......

The heavy snow outside the palace had stopped, and the entire palace was surrounded by a large piece of night like ink.

The lantern under the porch was creaked by the wind, and a thin figure was hesitating outside the door. Han Qinglang tightly held the food box's hand, and beads of sweat emerged from his palm.

He bit his lip, stretched out his slender fingers a few times but retracted them again.

During the New Year's Eve, he watched the family of three laughing like an outsider, and saw Han Qingyang and Zhou Yanzong's love was unusual, and he panicked. He was afraid that one day they would get tired of him and they would drive him out.

He didn't want to be alone, not even to die.

He took a deep breath, but his heart was still beating hard.

Zhou Yanzong saw him, "Why are you here?"

Han Qinglang didn't dare to raise his head, and said in a low voice: "I know Brother Yanzong has worked hard these days, so I specially made some pastries for you to try." The sound was like a mosquito, almost inaudible.

"let it go."

Zhou Yanzong said in a deep voice.

Han Qinglang put the food box on the table, holding the hem of his clothes and refusing to leave.

Seeing this, Wang Shou glanced at Zhou Yanzong, winked, then bowed and retreated.

There were only two people left in the room, and Han Qinglang was so nervous that he couldn't breathe smoothly. He opened the food box with trembling hands, and took out the peach blossom cakes inside.

"I heard from my brother that His Majesty loves peach blossom cakes the most, so I specially made it..."

Zhou Yanzong was thinking about Han Qingyang and his son in the Hall of Mental Cultivation, so he took a piece and tasted it.

"Yes, thank you brother Qinglang for your kindness."

He patted Han Qinglang on the shoulder and walked out, but he didn't know that he had just walked a few steps, and when his waist tightened, he was hugged.

He pushed hard on his feet, bowed his body, and threw the person to the ground.

"Han Qinglang, what are you doing?"

He let out a low growl, and the veins on his forehead popped out.This is Han Qingyang's younger brother, if it was someone else, he would have died.

Han Qinglang was thrown so badly that he started to cry. He struggled to get up from the ground, knelt at Zhou Yanzong's feet, pulled his clothes and wept sobbingly. He was the one who was bullied. like a person.

"Your Majesty, just take me in. I'm willing to do whatever you want me to do, really..."

Zhou Yanzong kicked him on the shoulder.

"Han Qinglang, you're crazy. Are you doing this to your brother? Even in Da Zhou, he misses you all day long. If it wasn't for him, do you think I would send someone to pick you up?"

Han Qinglang knelt and moved back to Zhou Yanzong's feet.

"In ancient times, there was Ehuang and Nvying who worked together as a husband. Why can my brother do it, but I can't. Your Majesty, as long as you accept me, I don't want anything..."

Zhou Yanzong snorted coldly and left with a flick of his sleeves.

Han Qinglang knelt on the cold bricks, watching Zhou Yanzong's back disappearing outside the door through teary eyes, when the wind swept in, he collapsed powerlessly on the ground with a chill in his heart.

He muttered to himself: "Really, I really don't want anything, I just don't want to leave my brother, leave you, only if His Majesty accepts me, we are a real family..."

Like a walking corpse that lost his soul, he walked into the thick night.

Since Zhou Yanzong refused to take him, what is he doing here as an outsider?

Han Qinglang looked at the vast night, was there no room for him in the world?

......

Zhou Yanzong returned in a rage, and poured down a pot of tea in anger, but failed to suppress the anger in his heart.

Han Qingyang put on some clothes and got out of bed, and said softly, "Who messed with you again? You've been like an air tank all day long, and you can't stop getting angry."

Zhou Yanzong was startled, and hurriedly carried him back to the bed.

"I...I'm fine..."

He held Han Qingyang's hand and kissed him, but he didn't say anything.

That's right, what should he say about this kind of thing, in the end it hurt Han Qingyang's heart, which he didn't want to see.

Han Qingyang withdrew his hand and turned his head away from looking at him.

"Now that I have given birth to a child, I have scars on my body, and I am no longer as beautiful as before. If Your Majesty despises me, just say yes, at worst, I will take my son with me. The world is so big, I don't believe that there is no such thing as a father and son. land?"

These words frightened Zhou Yanzong into a cold sweat.

He hugged her tightly into his arms, and said angrily, "Where are you going? You are not allowed to go anywhere except by my side in this life."

Han Qingyang was so hugged that he couldn't breathe.

"Then will you still hide something from me in the future?"

Zhou Yanzong shook his head.

After he briefly explained what happened, he only stared at Han Qingyang's face to see his reaction. Seeing that his face was calm, he couldn't help but said, "Qingyang? Are you okay? If you are not angry, beat him up or It's up to you to drive him away..."

Han Qingyang felt overwhelmed with pain.

From the initial anger to the present remorse, all kinds of complex emotions are intertwined, and I feel very blocked for a while.

He and Han Qinglang are twins, but because of a slight difference, he became an elder brother, and Han Qinglang became a younger brother. Since then, he has embarked on a different trajectory. In those days in Dajin, he was the elder brother who stood in front of everything. He thought he was doing well enough.

But since Han Qinglang came to Dazhou, he was pregnant, and he almost never talked to him properly, even more so after giving birth. He was accompanied by Zhou Yanzong every day, and he had a son to amuse him, but he didn't pay attention. I saw Han Qinglang who hid behind the curtain several times and showed envy.

He knew Han Qinglang's temperament, and knew that he would not seduce Zhou Yanzong behind his back.

What he asked for, he knew in his heart.

Thinking of this, Han Qingyang hurriedly threw off the quilt and got out of bed, but was stopped by Zhou Yanzong, "It's freezing outside, where do you want to go?"

Han Qingyang looked anxious.

"You don't know Qinglang. He is timid and cowardly, but stubborn. He is the most difficult thing to think about. This time he has done such a shameless thing, and he will definitely feel ashamed to see me again. I have to go to him. I just like that." A younger brother..."

Zhou Yanzong shouted: "Han Qingyang, you lie back on the bed for me right now, and let Wang Shou do the job of finding someone."

Han Qingyang's eye circles immediately turned red when he was attacked by him.

He lay on Zhou Yanzong's shoulder, choked with sobs and said: "Zhou Yanzong, if something happens to Qinglang, I will never forgive myself..."

......

Han Qingyang didn't close his eyes almost all night, which made Zhou Yanzong feel bad.

At dawn, news came from Wang Shou that Han Qinglang had been found, and he was currently in Prince Rui's mansion.Only then did Zhou Yanzong ask the imperial physician to prescribe a dose of Anshen San and coax Han Qingyang to drink it.

"Go to sleep, and when you wake up, I have something to tell you."

Han Qingyang had an exceptionally sweet sleep this time, and when he woke up again, it was already pitch black outside, with a glimmer of snow shining in through the window.

Han Qinglang was fine, his appetite improved.

After eating, I remembered to ask Zhou Yanzong, "Don't you have something to tell me?"

Zhou Yanzong had already made up his mind, and when Han Qingyang woke up, he would tell him his plan, but now looking at him and his son sleeping soundly on the bed, he forgot all about his family, country, grand plans and hegemony.

When Han Qingyang saw that he was hesitant to speak, his heart skipped a beat.

"Could it be that the blood curse in your body has struck again?"

Zhou Yanzong hurriedly helped him to sit down and shook his head.

"Something happened in the border area, Qi Meng and the others couldn't help it, I...I want to go and see for myself." After speaking, he quietly looked at Han Qingyang's expression.

Han Qingyang breathed a sigh of relief.

"That's it?"

Zhou Yanzong originally thought that he would cry and beg him not to take risks, but in the end, instead of crying, the person looked relaxed, which caught him off guard, so he asked cautiously: "Are you willing to let me go?"

Han Qingyang smiled.

"Why don't I let you go?"

Zhou Yanzong thought to himself that he had forgotten his son as soon as he had a son, and he was not even worried about him going to war.

He was in a gloomy mood, but at this moment a little wetness fell on his face.

Han Qingyang held his hand and spoke with great pride.

"I know my own man, he was born to belong to the battlefield, if he is detained in this bustling palace, wouldn't it be a waste of all his abilities?"

The words were extremely pleasant to the ear, but Zhou Yanzong only felt uncomfortable when they fell into Zhou Yanzong's ears.

......

Zhou Yanzong's departure date was changed again and again, and it was not really set until the end of the first month.

On the last morning before his departure, he stood in front of the dragon chair, dressed in armor and holding a saber, looking down at the court full of civil servants and generals.

No one dared to speak because of his imposing manner, the hall was extremely quiet, you could hear a needle drop.

It took a long time before he opened his mouth and said: "I will be alone here for at least a year, and the longest will not exceed two years. All of you lovers are the ministers of the Great Zhou. During the period when you are no longer alone, Han Qingyang, the Queen of Phoenix, will act as the government official. I hope you will abide by your duties as courtiers and avoid troubles."

The ministers agreed.

Zhou Yanzong's voice sank.

"If Gu came back and heard that someone bullied Queen Feng while Gu was away, don't blame Gu's sword for not having eyes."

As soon as the words fell, the sword flew out.

The cold light suddenly appeared, and there was a slight sound of piercing through the air. The saber sank straight into the lacquered red column in the temple, and the hilt trembled.

All the ministers secretly wiped their sweat.

"The ministers will obey the sacred edict and dare not violate it."

......

After leaving court, Zhou Yanzong changed his clothes again, and went back to the Hall of Mental Cultivation to have breakfast with Han Qingyang.

Today's breakfast is very simple, just a bowl of hot noodles.

The noodle soup is clear, sprinkled with chopped green onions and two eggs.

Zhou Yanzong didn't read many poems and essays. In the past, when he read those poems about the sorrow of parting, he felt that these poets were full of food and had nothing to do, so they forced to express their sorrow for new words. It is very painful to feel the taste.

He buried his head in eating the noodles, his eyes were astringent from the steaming heat.

"You are just about to give birth, so there is no need for you to prepare these yourself."

Han Qingyang lowered his eyebrows, and even his voice was low. He raised his hand and wanted to twist it on his arm, but it was useless in the end.

"How many times have I told you that I don't call it confinement, it's called healing."

Zhou Yanzong apologized, ate a bowl of noodles, and finally licked his lips.

"This is the best noodle I've ever had in my life."

Han Qingyang's smile was extraordinarily gentle, and the light shone obliquely on his body, coating his face with a layer of golden soft light, making his face even more radiant and glamorous.

He carefully looked at the man in front of him. The man's face was handsome and resolute, and his bronze skin showed vigorous vitality. He was wearing a bright yellow dragon robe, and he stood there with a smirk and looked back at him.

Han Qingyang originally planned not to cry, but at this moment he couldn't help it.

He sniffed, cupped his face and kissed it.

"Go and come back quickly, my son and I will wait for your safe return at home."

Zhou Yanzong hugged him into his arms and greedily sniffed his fragrance.

"For you and the child, I will definitely go back early."

At noon, the sun was shining brightly.

Zhou Yanzong was lying on the recliner, Han Qingyang applied a handkerchief soaked in hot water to Zhou Yanzong's face, took out the razor, and shaved him carefully.

The two were silent, but the time was exceptionally quiet.

While he was not paying attention, Han Qingyang picked up the scissors and cut off a small strand of his hair, then cut his own, twisted the cut hair together, tied it with a red string, and put it in the sachet.

There are some dried petals in the sachet, which has a faint fragrance.

"All right."

Hearing this, Zhou Yanzong opened his eyes and stood up.

"Then I'm leaving, and the house will be handed over to you."

Han Qingyang nodded, stuffed the sachet into his clothes, and took off the jade pendant hanging on his body.

This jade pendant was carved by Zhou Yanzong himself and given to him. It was engraved with the pattern of Fu Lu Shou. At that time, he laughed at him as a country bumpkin, but now he understands that peace is more precious than anything.

"With me at home, you can rest assured when you are outside."

Zhou Yanzong was silent.

Han Qingyang only lowered his head, "Then I won't see you off, remember to come back earlier." After speaking, he ran into the inner room.

Zhou Yanzong's heart was about to break when he saw it, he stood there for a while, then turned and left resolutely.

......

On the city tower, banners and flags fluttered.

The long official road is like a winding dragon, hidden in the middle of the stretching mountains and forests.

There was a long line on the official road, and they hurried away.

Han Qingyang pointed into the distance and said to the infant baby: "Son, do you think Daddy looks majestic in armor?"

Perhaps the little person felt the sorrow of separation on Han Qingyang's body, and cried with his mouth flattened.

Cries resounded through the sky.

And on the official road outside the city.

Shocked, Zhou Yanzong quickly tightened the reins, turned his horse's head and looked in the direction of the capital.

"Damn, this son has brought out auditory hallucinations..."

If this little brat knew he was leaving, why would he cry?I'm afraid I'll laugh and giggle.