The chaebol's little wife: Uncle, you are going to spoil me!

Jiangsu lifted the quilt and said, "It's okay, I just had a dream. You go to sleep first, I'll go wash my face."

In the bathroom, Jiangsu washed his face with cold water over and over again. Looking at the rippling water ripples in the pool, he seemed to see Brother Cheng covered in bruises.

Jiangsu went out and sat quietly on the balcony without disturbing his wife's rest.

At this moment, it happens to be the night shift.

The crescent moon hangs in the sky, like the small curved hook on Xiao Dingxian's schoolbag.

Ning'er couldn't sleep either. She got out of bed and ran to the balcony. She leaned against the door frame and said, "Brother Xiao Su, what did you dream about? The fortune-teller said that if you dream of something bad, you should speak it out. If you break this prophecy, everything will be fine."

Jiangsu chuckled, "You can talk about this in the middle of the night?"

"Yes, the Moon Guardian is also working to protect us." The little witch walked to the small balcony, pulled a stool and sat down, "Brother Xiao Su, you can tell it now."

Jiangsu's Adam's apple rolled, "Yaya, I dreamed about Brother Cheng."

I dreamed of him. I was with one breath left. I was calling his name but no sound came out. I kept looking at him.

He wanted to save him, but he couldn't get to him no matter what.

Finally, he watched Brother Cheng being swallowed by the darkness.

Cheng Ge’s last words were to let himself be his...family.

Ning'er knew that Cheng Ge's disappearance was a thorn in her husband's heart and he had never forgotten it.

There were many twists and turns on the day of King Luo's wedding. Jiangsu had a thorn in his heart and had been paying attention to this matter. He did not know the King of Luo, but he always had a hunch that it was related to Brother Cheng, and he told Ning'er this.

At that time, Jiangsu also contacted Gu Xiaohan privately and asked him about the progress of the investigation, "Xiaohan, is it related to the organization that was not completely eliminated back then?"

Princess Jin, a "devil" who must see blood within a hundred miles of the smell of blood, bit on this matter for months, but in the end she only found an old address related to Luo Heng, and never found the real address of the black network. "At least it shows one thing, Luo Heng was taken away by the black network people."

When asked if Brother Youcheng’s whereabouts were known, Gu Xiaohan promised to keep an eye on it and contact him if he found out.

So far, no information related to Brother Cheng has been found.

Gu Xiaohan told Jiangsu, "My brother-in-law also asked about this guy Cheng Ge, Xiao Su Ge, who is he?"

Later, Gu Xiaohan found out that Luo Jin was keeping this matter in mind.

Little Biaomin went to the palace to "accompany" his grandmother again. The palace was magnificent, and the utensils were all golden cups and jade plates. The decorations were glittering and luxurious.

The first little prince of Luo State, although born to a princess, had already established how much he was loved.

The grandmother, the former mother of a country, followed him and fed him.

Little Biaomin didn't want to eat, and finally ran out of his grandmother's bedroom.

"Biao Biao, where are you going?" Casually handing the dishes and chopsticks to the servant beside her, Luo's mother chased after him out, and the people behind her trotted to block the sun for the two of them.

I met Wen Heng who was going to the backyard, "Xiao Biao Biao? Where are you going?"

Wen Heng hurriedly caught up. Luo's mother didn't exercise often, and after a short run she was sweating all over. She pointed at her daughter-in-law and said, "Wen Heng, follow Biao Biao quickly, don't let him get lost." If he dared to get lost, not only would she blame herself, but her daughter would also whip her on the table and break it into two pieces.

Wen Heng saw the child's route and took a shortcut to chase him. Finally, at a three-way intersection, she intercepted the tireless little guy and held him in her arms, "Little Biao Biao, are you going to look for your parents?"

Wen Heng held the child and said, "Auntie will take you to find it. Don't run by yourself and get a heat stroke."

Wen Heng then instructed her followers to send someone to calm her mother-in-law. She was already holding the child and was taking him directly to find Prince Luo and the princess's husband.

Luo's mother fanned herself and then she slowly walked towards her son's meeting hall.

The first to arrive was Wen Heng. She came in and interrupted their conversation, "Prince Consort Ajin, Biao Biao was looking for you just now." She told them what had just happened and about her mother-in-law chasing her.

Gu Xiaohan went to pick up his son. Xiao Biaomin got angry, his face fell, and he turned away to refuse his father's hug.

"Hey! You may be young, but you have a bad temper. At one year and four months old, you dare to be so disrespectful to your father?"

Luo Jin: "Just dump it, how much is your face worth? I'll do it."

The biological mother came over and stretched out her arms enthusiastically, "Biao'er, come to Mama's arms..."

With a "humph", Xiao Biaomin was so angry that he didn't even turn his head and look at his mother.

Princess Jin: “…”

Gu Xiaohan said sarcastically, "It's because of your ability and your reputation. Since you are older, why doesn't he let you hug him?"

Luo Jin poked his son's little butt and said, "Your dad has never slapped me in the face like this before. Come here."

Little Biaomin waved his hand and cutely knocked away his mother's hand that was poking at the diaper, but he didn't look back.

Seeing that both the couple were embarrassed, Luo Xu walked from the platform to behind his wife and rubbed his hands, "Pei Feng, uncle will hold you?"

At this moment, Xiao Peifeng spread his arms, and Luo Xu was extremely proud!

Look, this is his nephew!

"Finally, I don't have to brag about his nephew to me every day like when I was in school. I have one now."

Gu Shao snorted coldly, "What a pity, your nephew is my son."

Luo Xu: "You can give birth to the child if you want. Who would want to snatch it from you?" Then he said to his nephew tenderly, "Pei Feng, am I right?"

Wen Heng also smiled and squeezed the child's hand, "Is it okay for Biao Biao to live with his uncle and aunt?"

The biological parents were ignored by the little Biaomin. Gu Xiaohan took his wife's hand and said, "Let's go back to our home to give birth to the little Biaomin."

Luo Jin: "I don't want this anymore, let's go."

Just as he reached the door, Luo's mother arrived late and tried to snatch her grandson away.

There was naturally a layer of cool air in the hall. Luo Xu, holding his nephew in his arms, sat directly on his throne and was about to continue with the political affairs he had just been discussing. When Luo's mother heard this, she tactfully got up early and said, "I'm tired from chasing just now. My temples hurt from the sun. I'll go back and rest first. When you're done, come to my place for dinner in the evening." Luo's mother asked the chef to prepare dinner for them.

The main thing is that if they don’t go, their little grandson won’t go either.

In the palace, only Wen Heng always felt that her mother-in-law was very wise, and very intelligent.

If Luo Xu wanted to recognize the legitimacy of the female heir, he would face considerable resistance. He only promised Wen Zhi that if she could really seek virtue, he would definitely support Wen Zhi to become the first female duchess of Luo State. But it was expected that there would be thousands of joint letters sent to him, and even worse, someone would take the lead in a strike and cause trouble.

Wen Heng knew that her husband was in a difficult situation, so she made a deal at the beginning, requiring only that Luo Xu, as the king, must complete the sisters' goals, and she could be "sacrificed" and locked up in the palace forever.

But after marriage, Wen Heng's original intention changed. She felt sorry for her husband's difficulties, saw him worrying about work in the middle of the night, and understood his difficulties. She just wanted to help him share his worries...

Looking back at her naive thoughts at the time, Wen Heng found it ridiculous. She had portrayed herself as selfless, desireless and heartless, but it was a pity that she still had emotions.