Traveled to ancient times and became a cheap little dad

A loud shout was heard and everyone looked outside.

The person who came was Xiao Ziyi's father, Xiao Yan. He saw that his son had recently hired a bunch of craftsmen and was busy, so he thought of coming to take a look. Unexpectedly, he saw this scene.

Xiao Yan covered his heart. Could it be that his son really fell in love with Jiang Yun?

Although I had previously comforted myself that my son was healthy and safe, I still instinctively became furious when I saw this scene.

Xiao Ziyi naturally didn't know what his father was thinking. He put the man down and ran over to pull his father's hand, "Dad, come quickly, the things are done."

He pulled the man over and gave him a brief introduction and demonstration. "Dad, look at this amazing thing. It took so many of us a long time to come up with this one."

After Xiao Yan understood this, he relaxed a little and coughed, "I'm happy that the things are done, but you can't be so fussy about it. How can it be so shameful."

Jiang Yun bowed awkwardly, "Uncle Xiao, I'll go back first."

"Yeah," Xiao Yan responded softly with a distant expression.

On the way back, Jiang Yun was still somewhat happy, "The pistol is already finished, the watch must be ready soon, Arong, I am so happy."

Jiang Rong smiled and replied, "If the young master is happy, I am happy too."

Jiang Yun suddenly stopped pulling his wrist and said, "Brother Rong, since you are in a good mood today, make me a bowl of ice cream at noon."

Seeing Jiang Rong's expression was not right, he immediately began to use his special skills and shook his arms, "Brother, agree, I will eat a bowl, no, half a bowl, half a bowl will do."

"I really can't do anything about you. You agreed to only eat half a bowl." Jiang Rong pinched his nose lovingly.

"Yeah, let's eat ice cream."

The two of them returned to the yard chatting and laughing, and Jiang Yun surrounded Jiang Rong.

The two seemed to have returned to the farm outside the capital, working and cooking together, but it was not like on the farm, when they could go up the mountain to pick fruit.

After lunch and half a bowl of iced yogurt, Jiang Rong brought some tonic. Seeing Jiang Yun frowning as she drank it, he quickly gave her a peanut candy.

"Master, Doctor Ye said that the tonic can be made into pills in the next two days. When the time comes, they will be made into small pieces so that they won't be hard to eat."

Jiang Yun nodded, her expression much more relaxed.

The two of them sat and talked for a while. Jiang Rong was thoughtful and expressed his thoughts.

"Master, I see that Mr. Xiao's parents don't like you to have too much contact with each other, so don't let things like today happen again."

After thinking for a while, he said, "We are not without money now. It is not good to live in the palace all the time. It is better to move out as soon as possible."

Jiang Yun had a bad expression on her face. She could tell that Mr. and Mrs. Xiao didn't like her, otherwise they wouldn't have left today.

Besides, the people from the Ling family have been in Yangzhou for many days, and Ling Yun has been busy outside and didn't allow me to follow them.

In the palace, I can only find things to pass the time, but I am not stupid. Father and Mother Xiao don’t like me, and the princess should not like me either.

I pretended not to care before, but now I feel really sad.

He doesn't understand what he did wrong. Can't he just get along with each other like friends?

Then he sighed heavily, "Arong, I'll listen to you. When Lingyun comes back tonight, I'll tell him that we should either move out or return to the capital as soon as possible."

"I've been in Yangzhou for so long, and Song Yue hasn't revealed any flaws. I don't know if we can find out the truth."

As he spoke, he clenched Jiang Rong's hand in a panic, "Arong, if I am really the murderer, how should I face Grandpa? Will Ling Yun still be with me?"

As he spoke, his eyes felt a little sore and his eye sockets turned slightly red.

Jiang Rong touched his face with some distress and said softly, "Master, you forgot that we have lived in the manor in the western suburbs for such a long time."

"At worst, we can go back to the way things were before. We are still the two brothers of the Jiang family, along with Aunt Li, Doctor Wei, Brother Chen, and Old Man Chen."

Jiang Yun smiled and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, hiding the bitterness in her heart, and nodded heavily, "Well, you're right, the worst that can happen is that we can go back to the way things were before."

Jiang Rong wet a piece of cloth and wrung it out.

"Come, wash yourself, it's time for a nap. Don't be afraid, Master. Whether you have done it or not, Arong will accompany you and be your brother."

"Ah."

When Jiang Yun lay down on the bed, she fell asleep soon. Jiang Rong stayed by her side, fanning her gently.

She opened her eyes drowsily, saw Jiang Rong, and continued to sleep peacefully.

This is what Ling Yun saw when he came back. He took a deep breath and deliberately made some noise.

When Jiang Rong saw him coming back, he bowed slightly and left.

Ling Yun gently stroked Jiang Yun's cheek, then turned to her rosy lips, leaned over and took them in his mouth, squeezing them hard.

Jiang Yun opened her eyes dazedly, and seeing the handsome face so close to her, she immediately smiled and hugged his neck tightly, took the initiative to put her lips forward, and said coquettishly, "Kiss."

The kiss was gentle and long, and Jiang Yun didn't let go until she was a little breathless.

Ling Yun sucked his cheeks hard until a "pop" sound came out, then he smiled and hugged him in his arms.

"Baby, I have good news for you."

Jiang Yun's eyes lit up, "What good news?"

He scratched his nose lovingly with his fingers, "I bought the Jiang family's old house. We can move in after we renovate it."

Jiang Yun was surprised and happy, but then she became a little worried and asked, "Why would my uncle be willing to sell the old house to you? Did he force you to promise something?"

Meeting his worried gaze, Ling Yun kissed the tip of his nose again, "This can be done thanks to the help of the prince."

"I think I must thank the prince properly at the housewarming party."

Then Ling Yun told the story. It turned out that before leaving Beijing last time, Ling Yun went to find Jiang Yun's uncle Jiang Huaiqing.

We tried to buy it at a price 20% higher than the market price, but he was hesitant and refused, saying that ancestral home could not be bought or sold, so the matter was delayed.

Before arriving in Yangzhou, Jingchen wanted to repair his relationship with Jiang Yun and Ling Yun, so he took the initiative to contact Jiang Huaiqing and promised his son Jiang Xin a job before he agreed.

Ling Yun has been dealing with matters concerning the old house these days. After completing the land deed and house deed, he started hiring people to renovate it, so he has been very busy.

Jiang Yun was both moved and distressed. How could such a proud man accept Jing Chen's help if it wasn't for himself? No wonder Ling Yun agreed to live in the palace when they arrived in Yangzhou. It turned out that the two had reached a consensus.

Jiang Yun struggled to get up, half-knelt on the bed, held Ling Yun's face in both hands, and looked at him carefully.

The moment the two looked at each other, they couldn't help but smile.

The four lips touched gently, like a bonfire, the heat filled the whole body. The belt of the underwear was torn open, revealing the bright red skin.

The big palm stroked the smooth back, following the lines of the bones.

At this moment, Jiang Yun was like a small boat, swaying with the waves.

The hook on the bedside curtain was shaking as if it was about to fall off.

I don’t know how long it took, but the clouds cleared and the rain stopped.

Jiang Yun was held in Ling Yun's arms with her back to him, and his big hands gently stroked her smooth shoulders. "Baby, we can move in three days. We can buy things for the room together then, okay?"

Jiang Yun felt that she didn't even have the strength to move her fingers. She responded softly and fell into a deep sleep.