Quick travel: The little skeleton gave birth to multiple babies!

As for the welcome, of course we should be as enthusiastic as possible.

Wen Ziqian bared his teeth, lifted his skirt, and said before he arrived: "Oh, Your Majesty, I am sorry for not welcoming you. I hope Your Majesty will forgive me."

Since they were at a distance, Wen Ziqian started talking, trying his best to make this living ancestor hear it clearly.

Well, this shout scared the butler who was accompanying the master at the door and made him break into a cold sweat for his master.

The master is already this old, and this is the first time I see that he can still use his energy to move forward. Listen to his loud voice. Well, the master can definitely debate with scholars in the court.

Wen Ziqian, who had no idea that his old housekeeper had high hopes for him, strode forward. He had to hurry up, for who knows how difficult this ancestor was. He might become dissatisfied with his left leg the next moment.

Jing Xiu Ran, who was calm and composed at the door, did not react at all. He did not even step into the door. He just stood there leisurely.

The prince did not move, and the followers beside him did not dare to move either.

When Wen Ziqian arrived with his face red and neck thick, what he saw were several motionless figures.

What's going on? Why are they standing at the door? Is his Shangshu Mansion poisonous or something?

"Your Majesty, you are so honored to be here. Please come into the palace..."

"No need, I will leave after giving you a few instructions."

Wen Ziqian hadn't even finished saying "let's go into the mansion for a chat" when his words got stuck in his throat. Well, his treasured early spring tea had been prepared in vain.

"I haven't congratulated Lord Wen on the birth of his legitimate son yet. I am here to congratulate Lord Wen, Shunzi..."

Jing Xiuran called out softly, and the guards behind him immediately handed over a gift.

Seeing this, the old butler also took it with both hands quite cleverly.

And at this moment, Wen Ziqian was so frightened that he didn't even dare to breathe.

Oh my God, how could he have forgotten about this? The prince could have come at any other time, but had to come at this moment.

His precious son wanted to come out and he couldn't put him back.

What was he saying just now? Ouch, he even came into the mansion... Wen Ziqian really wanted to hit himself twice.

What the hell are you going into? What are you going into the palace for? To ask the prince to see his new baby son? !

As a man himself, Wen Ziqian deeply feels the pain of other men. This prince...it's not easy either.

Who in the court dares to mention the child in front of the prince?

"Ah, yes, yes, thank you, Your Majesty. Then, Your Majesty, please come this way..."

Wen Ziqian understood what he meant and immediately changed the topic of the child. He then led the prince to walk along the wall of his house without leaving any trace.

Then why not go inside the house and just go for a stroll outside?

Seeing this, Jing Xiu Ran did not refuse and nodded slightly.

"Sir Wen, there is no need for me to say more. You should know why I am here."

The two of them walked one after the other, and Jing Xiu Ran didn't waste any words and went straight to the point.

"Yes, I have guessed a little, but as for the Queen Mother..."

Everyone in the capital knows that Prince Xiaoyao is unwilling to marry, but this is the Queen Mother's order, what can a mere minister like him do?

"Sir, don't worry about the Queen Mother. I will ensure that Sir Wen is safe."

"Master Wen only needs to do one thing to ensure that the wedding is postponed indefinitely..."

Jing Xiuran slowly stated his purpose, his expression still calm, as if he was just talking about a trivial matter.

Just prepare it, but who knows when it will be completed? Who knows what might go wrong? If it keeps being delayed, nothing will happen.

As for the reason during this period, well, that was not something he should worry about.

Wen Ziqian instantly got a headache...it was obvious that he was being used as a sandwich.

Oh my God, why do you bother a little Shangshu with your mother's affairs?

Compared to Jing Xiuran's contentment, Wen Ziqian was really troubled, his face twisted into a knot.

Just as the tense atmosphere was creating, Wen Ziqian was walking like a zombie with his head hung down, and Jing Xiuran in front of him suddenly stopped.

Seeing this living ancestor standing upright, Wen Ziqian hurriedly trotted over, hoping that he would do something weird again, as his old bones could not withstand the torture.

"Your Majesty, you..."

Wen Ziqian was about to ask, but Jing Xiuran put his index finger to his lips and made a soft "hush" sound, then pointed at his toes.

Wen Ziqian... understood, but only half.

Let him shut up. He saw it, but what happened to the ground?

Confused Wen Ziqian glanced down... and saw the prince's boots embroidered with auspicious clouds... and there was a handful of damn yellow mud on the upper!

Yellow mud? Where did the yellow mud come from?

This ground... Wen Ziqian, a minister, is not stupid after all. He looked along the traces of mud and sand on the ground...

Coincidentally, at this moment, another handful of yellow mud flew out of thin air...

Then, in the sight of Wen Ziqian and Jing Xiuran, a hole appeared in the corner of the wall... a hole!

Then, as the yellow mud inside continued to pour out, the hole in front of me became larger and larger...

Wen Ziqian's eyes widened in horror.

What kind of day is today? He and the prince are watching the digging of a dog hole together? !

He is the Minister of Rites, how can he watch such sneaky activities?

Hey~ that's not right! Dog hole? This wall belongs to his family! How dare someone in the mansion to steal the wall?! And the prince witnessed it with his own eyes?!

In an instant, Wen Ziqian's eyes went dark. He was the Minister of Rites, but he couldn't even control the servants in his mansion.

Oh my, his old face...

At the same time, Wen Nuan, who is determined to be an ordinary person, is cheering the little girl on.

As the hole got bigger, the smile on Wen Nuan's face became more obvious: "Xiao Taozi, keep working hard, we will succeed soon."

"The hole should be bigger, otherwise it will be difficult for us to get through."

"You did a great job. Miss will find seven or eight handsome men to play with you~"

Hey~ What's going on with this excitement? This is Wen Nuan's first time doing this, and I have to say, there's a faint sense of thrill.

On the other side of the cave, although the warmth slightly lowered the volume, it was just a short distance away, who was deaf?

As the familiar voice came, Wen Ziqian staggered, and his vision went dark.

This rebellious girl, this rebellious girl~

Even though he didn't like this girl, how could he not recognize his own daughter's voice?

Great, it turned out that his own daughter was digging into his own family's girlfriend~ and it was a dog hole, it was amazing that a rich girl like her could think of such a thing.

And what, seven or eight... handsome men! This is what a girl should say, ah~

He does have his father's style...

Ugh, what a mess, he gave birth to a daughter! A daughter!

His behavior was so rude, yet he was caught red-handed by the prince.

What should he do with this girl? He’s afraid that she will really be in trouble... The prince won’t let him say anything. Oh, it’s really frustrating.

In just a short while, the slightly rough hole was formed. The little girl threw the iron hook in her hand and gestured with a smile that the young lady should go first and she would follow behind.

Her lady, she came to protect.

He patted the little girl's shoulder warmly and encouragingly, stuffed the folding fan into his arms, bent down and knelt...