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The tone of the voice is awkward, even a little childish, but there is no doubt that it is a girl's voice!

Xiyu looked up at Yinzhen, reached out and pushed him away without hesitation, took a step back to increase the distance between them, anger rising in her eyes.

"Are you the wife of Prince Yong? You are so pretty! Even prettier than my elder sister!"

Don’t think that I will tolerate you just because you praise me!

Xiyu moved her gaze behind Yinzhen, but had no choice but to move her gaze downwards. Her pupils suddenly shrank into a point, and her expression control was overwhelmed.

She suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, her blood boiling and her face flushed slightly.

This is not a beautiful woman at all, but a young girl who looks to be around ten years old.

Perhaps because she rode a horse all the way back, she was wearing a neat red riding suit and the accessories on her body showed a strong grassland style.

Rumors really can't be believed, shame flashed in Xiyu's eyes.

"This is……"

She raised her eyes and asked.

Before Yinzhen could explain, the lively and cheerful girl took the initiative to introduce herself.

The tone was still as awkward as before, with a few words in Mongolian mixed in, but Xiyu had often accompanied the empress dowager before, so she could basically understand it.

"Prince Yong's wife, I am Borjigit Sarina from the Abahai tribe. I may be staying in your house temporarily during this period of time."

Sarina means rose in Mongolian.

This surname is not ordinary, so it must mean he has a high status.

Sarina performed a Mongolian salute to her, and Xiyu smiled and nodded.

Yinzhen leaned close to her ear and whispered a few words, "I'll tell you in detail when I get back tonight. She is the daughter of Prince Wuerjin Galapu. She is alone with a few servants. The emperor ordered her to stay for the time being. I have arranged for her to stay in Youmengju next to Yaoxingyuan."

"Okay, I'll ask someone to take good care of it."

Xiyu responded, took the little girl's hand, and led her back.

The little girl must have felt a little uneasy away from home, so she would lower her eyes and smile gently from time to time to comfort the other person.

Sarina followed closely behind, and felt that Prince Yong's wife was the most gentle woman in the world!

And...it smells so good!

She couldn't help but move a few steps closer and gave a sweet smile.

Youmengju had been empty before, but now its door was open and a group of servants were cleaning inside.

Xiyu also ordered people to buy a few more things.

"Gululu~"

The sound was not too loud, but Xiyu's sharp ears naturally caught it.

She turned around and saw Sarina touching her belly shyly.

"Fujin——"

Her voice was soft, and before she finished speaking, Xiyu immediately understood what she meant.

She turned back to look at Chun Shi and asked, "Is dinner ready?"

Harutoki took a few steps forward and bent his knees. "Tell someone to get ready. It's almost time."

"Then serve the meal."

The food in the mansion was very new to Sarina, so she ate a lot at dinner and her belly was bulging.

Xia Ying was temporarily assigned to Sarina's courtyard to take care of her daily life in the mansion.

"Remember to ask someone to prepare some digestive pills for her, so that she won't have stomach discomfort at night."

"Yes."

Xiyu accepted Sarina's arrival in a short time and made thorough arrangements. Yinzhen knew more clearly that his Yaoyao had already grown into a capable and independent wife.

The kitten with heterochromia was placed in the warm corridor and named Zhaocai.

Having not seen each other for several months, as night fell, the young couple were like dry firewood and ignited at any time.

The bed curtains trembled slightly and it took a long time for the tremor to stop.

After they cleaned up, they lay on the bed hugging each other.

Xiyu stroked the still clearly visible scar in his strong arms, and her nose and eye sockets felt a little sore.

She tried her best to suppress the sourness in her nose, kissed the scar, then found a comfortable position to lie down and listened to Yinzhen talk about what happened along the way.

"I met Sarina when I was in Yinan. The girl must have sneaked out with someone to play, but she was cheated and had no money to return, so she asked for help from the government office in Yinan."

"Fortunately, she is smart and still has the Borjigit token to prove her identity. I sent a letter back to the palace. It just so happens that the emperor will be touring Mongolia in a few days, so I sent a letter to Prince Wuerjin Galapu, saying that we can take her back together when the time comes. It will be safe and secure."

"But wouldn't it be faster to just send someone to send her back?"

Xiyu raised a question.

Yinzhen secretly admired the young lady's sharp sense of smell, as she discovered the key at once.

"It is indeed fast, but it was the Emperor's order to bring her back. Maybe he has other considerations."

As for what the specific idea is, few people can guess.

Yinzhen continued to tell her about what happened on the road with a low and hoarse voice, and she closed her eyes sleepily.

Just as he was about to lose consciousness, he suddenly muttered something in a low voice.

Yinzhen pricked up his ears and tried his best to listen, and found that what she said was "it seems that she has forgotten something important."

Forgot something?

He thought about it for a while but couldn't come up with an idea, so he fell asleep contentedly while holding the little wife in his arms.

The next morning, the child's cry was like a thunder, echoing throughout the Yaoxing Courtyard.

Xiyu finally remembered what she forgot yesterday. She forgot to bring the child back!

"Oh~ stop crying, mommy really forgot, it wasn't intentional."

"Please~"

"My two little ancestors, let me make you some new cakes, okay?"

"Is it okay to ask your uncle to give you new toys?"

These are what they are most interested in.

Xiyu sat in front of the bed, holding the two little kids in her arms, one on each side, and coaxing them softly.

I patted his head and back from time to time, but it didn't seem to work.

“Woooo ...

The two of them seemed to have discussed it beforehand. They shook their little heads like rattles, then buried their heads in Xiyu's clothes and cried in unison.

The big tears wet Xiyu's pajamas.

She could even see the little bells in their throats, cute and pink, still trembling slightly. To be honest, if it wasn't inappropriate, she really wanted to touch it.

What should I do? I can’t coax her into giving me a hug.

Wuuwuwu…Help…

She looked at Yinzhen for help. What should she do?