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Beautiful eyes? Jiang San subconsciously touched the area around his eyes. His wife was always good at coaxing people. She pulled Jiuli's sleeve and shook it. Didn't this mean that she saw him staring at her intently?

"It's really beautiful and clear, better looking than many people in the capital." Jiuli leaned closer and whispered.

"My wife is not such a superficial person," Jiang San smiled and hugged Jiuli tightly, "My wife came so early, do you have any good news to share with me?"

"Is the army going to return home after winning the victory?"

"Our Jiang Jiang is really smart," Jiuli pinched the tip of Jiang San's nose with her fingertips, "He did win, but the military report a while ago said that the Duke of Zhenguo fought bravely, but was defeated and sacrificed."

Jiang San was stunned subconsciously, then smiled again.

"If you are sad, you can cry. After all, it counts as a relationship," Jiuli held Jiang San in her arms as they were mother and son.

He is a very soft-hearted person, he remembers kindness but not grudges.

"What are you talking about, my wife? I'm not sad at all." Jiang San looked up. "The Duke of Zhenguo sacrificed her life for the country. What a great thing! We should feel honored for her."

"But, my wife, can I go see her?"

Jiuli's eyes were warm and gentle, and her fingertips were playing with Jiang San's hair. "Of course you can. I'll go with you."

It can be considered a grace. Everything has been arranged afterwards, and it is a favorable result from any angle.

At the beginning of the fifth year of Cheng'an, the army returned to the court and was rewarded according to military merit, and those who died in the battle were rewarded in turn for their relatives.

Huang Linchao also entered a period of rest and recuperation.

Time quickly came to the tenth year of Cheng'an. The Empress had no children, and the court officials wrote to the emperor again, but it was forcefully suppressed by Jiuli.

"Wife~" Jiang San was wearing the queen's red wide-sleeved gown and walking quickly in front. Qing Fen and Qing Fen behind him couldn't catch up with him, and they pounced on Jiuli when they saw her.

"What's going on? Why are you walking so fast? Where are your shoes?" Jiuli quickly reached out and pulled the person into her arms.

When he noticed Jiang San running out of Guanju Palace barefoot, his face darkened and he picked up Jiang San by the waist.

"All the palace maids in Guanju Palace will be taken away and punished with twenty strokes of the cane." As soon as Qingnu heard this, he ordered people to take control of Guanju Palace.

"My dear wife, I was too anxious. It has nothing to do with them," Jiang San struggled slightly.

"A bunch of people can't stop you? Huh?" Jiuli threw the man on the chaise longue, "Are you sure you're derelict in your duty?"

"My dear wife~" Jiang San pulled Jiuli's sleeve and acted coquettishly.

"It's no use acting like a spoiled child," Jiuli tilted her head and stretched out her hand. Kang Song quickly handed the wet handkerchief to Jiuli and lowered his head.

"What are you in such a hurry for? Huh?" Jiuli carefully wiped Jiang San's feet and applied the ointment on them. Her movements looked rough, but they were extremely gentle when they touched Jiang San's feet.

"I don't feel any pain seeing my wife," Jiang San looked up at Jiuli, then lowered his head like a child who had done something wrong.

"Does it hurt?" Jiuli threw away the ointment and gave a glance. Kang Song and Qing Nu led the palace servants out of the main hall.

"Wife?" Jiang San saw that everyone around him had retreated, and his original certainty and confidence turned into panic and fear, but it seemed like a voice was telling him that his wife would not attack him.

"Tell me, what's the reason this time? You haven't been this anxious for a long time," Jiuli lay down while hugging his waist.

"I," Jiang San lowered his head and whispered, "My dear wife, am I unable to have children?" while touching his belly.

He married his wife when he was fifteen, and now he is twenty-eight years old. Normally, he would be the father of several children, but he has not made any move and has a look of loss on his face.

Can't have children? Jiuli's face froze, and a hint of embarrassment flashed across her face. She wouldn't say why.

"Didn't the imperial physician say that you are in good health? It's only a matter of time before we have a child. Besides, having a child or not doesn't affect your position in my heart." Jiuli comforted him earnestly.

"Could the imperial physician have made a mistake?" Jiang San's eyes were filled with anticipation. "Wife, shall we have a child?"

Want a child? Jiuli's face cracked for a moment. In fact, they couldn't have a child here. How could she say this? Just say it directly? Wouldn't it be too heartbreaking?

"Do you like children very much?" Jiuli took a deep breath and tried to suppress her emotions, her face showing no clear expression.

"I don't like it, but if it were my wife, I would learn to like it," Jiang San put his chin on Jiuli's shoulder, "After all, my wife's vast empire must have an heir."

"There are plenty of unattended children in the royal family, and there are also heirs. If you don't like them, you don't have to give birth to them," Jiuli felt relieved. Fortunately, it was not because she liked them.

Otherwise, where would she go to hold a child with their blood? Wouldn't that be embarrassing? Besides, she wasn't a human trafficker.

"But I don't want my wife to be embarrassed." Jiang San whispered.

"If you can't even suppress them, Your Majesty might as well let them do it!" Jiuli said calmly, "As for the heir, you don't have to worry about it. I know my limits."

"Okay," Jiang San and Jiuli said coquettishly, "It hurts."

"Do you feel the pain now? What were you doing just now?" Jiuli was so angry that she laughed and poked Jiang San's forehead with her hand. "Don't you know me yet? No one can influence my decision."

"You are my choice, you don't need to care about those courtiers," Jiuli still leaned over and hugged Jiang San to comfort him, "Don't run out barefoot next time, okay?"

"I won't do it next time." Jiang San looked like he had been taught a lesson and hid in Jiuli's arms. "I will definitely wear shoes next time."

"There will be a next time? Isn't this time enough?" Jiuli stared at Jiang San with a half-smile, "If there is a next time, I will punish you."

"My dear wife, are you willing to punish me?" Jiang San looked up at Jiuli, his hands hooked around her neck, smiling charmingly.

Although he is already 28 years old, time seems to have left no trace on him. The aura left by the years makes Jiang San look more and more charming.

"You, do you think you can defeat me?" Jiuli lowered her head unconsciously, and her tone softened.

"Isn't it because my wife treats me well?" Jiang San said softly. How could anyone else give in to him like this?

"That's good to know. If I don't treat you well, who else can I treat well?" Jiuli chuckled. "But you have to compensate me this time."

"I belong to my wife. What else does my wife want in compensation?" Jiang San's eyes were filled with amazing charm.

"What do I want? Let's talk about it when you get better. Now just behave yourself," Jiuli pointed at Jiang San's wrapped feet.

"It was just an accident," Jiang San smiled awkwardly. He didn't know which wicked person had greased it, but he just tripped.

"You really make me worry about everything," Jiuli rubbed Jiang San, "I'm still here to take care of this matter, so don't worry."