Men, listen, grab the top of the mountain and stand in the center position

When the peonies are about to bloom, an old flower farmer brings a pair of dolls to collect dried flowers. The younger sister opens the mouth of the sack, and the older brother is responsible for picking them. The flower farmer selects the best ones and cuts them off to make dried bouquets. The dolls put the flowers in bags to make various scented flower sachets and to fumigate the petals.

At noon, the flower girl, who had been busy for several days, pulled her sister into the room to pry her mother who had just woken up from a nap. Wangshu yawned, and the fat man said stealthily, avoiding others, "Mom, there's a fairy at the door!!"

"Beautiful~" the younger sister continued, hugging her thighs.

Wangshu thought someone was coming to visit him, so he went to find Xiaoqing, but she didn't know anything. He went to find Tang Bo, but after a glare, he realized that there was a stone at the gate of the government office waiting for him every day from the crowing of the cock to the sunrise.

"The young master turned a blind eye and never paid any attention."

Well, where there is a sleeping dragon, there must be a phoenix chick.

"Then why does she keep coming? Does the King of Nanyang not care?"

Tang Bo was also baffled. Noble ladies from aristocratic families were the most reserved. "She comes every day. It's said that the Prince of Nanyang loves his daughter so much that he sends people to protect her. He doesn't interfere with anything else."

The whole family is full of phoenix chicks. And it comes every day. At night, she asks Qin Xiuyuan about it, and her biggest question is, "Isn't she having her period?" Even if her menstruation is normal and she doesn't have cramps, she doesn't need to change the cotton pad during those two hours. What on earth is the lady using that is so reliable?

Qin Xiuyuan, who had prepared a lot of words to explain his innocence, said: ...petrified...

What? What!

Following her question, I thought about it. That's right. Standing for two hours every day, how to deal with it if it's a small life? A seven-foot man was thinking on the spot.

After thinking about it, he felt that it was a waste of time. Time is money! He hugged the puzzled little woman and asked for a kiss, "Don't think about others, think about me." He took her hand and touched her chest. This chest was not better than those of the gentle yet fragile children of aristocratic families!

"Why did she fall for you?" Although the touch was good, the doubt was resolved.

"When we were attacking the city, she stood next to her father, the King of Nanyang. I negotiated an alliance with the King of Nanyang, and he asked me to marry her, but I refused and negotiated other terms. After we entered the city, she's been like this every day..."

The man passed by lightly, his lips and tongue began to get busy, but he cursed Wangshu's catchphrase, "She's mentally ill."

This was clearly a case of unrequited love at first sight. Unfortunately, he chose the wrong person and received a stigma.

After enduring the daily routine for five days, Wangshu lay down and let him torment her. After giving birth, she was indeed very resilient and even quite obsessed with him. Women in their thirties are as fierce as wolves and tigers. I really don't know which idiot said that this was obviously caused by hormones. As for the joke about sitting on the ground and collecting dust, men are the same, and they never stop. I'm afraid they are as busy as the moles digging holes in the hard ground!

“…General, don’t you want a young beauty?!!!!” Wangshu held his crawling big head, and the sky began to collapse and the earth began to crack.

The light in the main room flickered very frequently and did not go out for half the night.

...Until Wangshu was unconscious for a long time, he regained consciousness and lay on the person crying.

"Why are you crying?" Qin Xiuyuan held the little woman in his arms, hiding his face from everyone and gently threatened her, "If you cry again, I'll use my mouth."

"Woo!" Wangshu opened his mouth and bit his neck. What a filthy person! "Pervert!"

The man listened with fascination, mumbling softly. "There aren't many men in the world with such real skills."

Ah! Wangshu bit him, "Shut up."

The two of them did this more than once, but the young woman was always very shy. The man held her and made the bed, then wiped her a little, and said, "Shushu, put on some clothes."

The woman, too exhausted to lift her head due to incontinence, didn't bother to pay attention to him. "Go to sleep. You're tired."

That's impossible. The man held her and chose a set of quju skirts. She used to wear them before she had children. She wore them once when she went back to Shuyuan Inn last time. Those fiery eyes made it difficult for her to wear these clothes outside since then.

She was not given any inner clothes, but only an outer robe, and had her mouth stuffed with a small garment, which made the little woman curve outwards. The slender and mature lady, holding onto the bed frame, danced with her hips trembling and her body swaying and twisting, presenting the general with a dance like a big watermelon.

Once again, the lord did not come to the martial arts training room.

With a smile on his face, Qin Xiuyuan just managed to have breakfast with his children. After breakfast, he took his children, followed by Xiaolu, Qin Yi, Qin Er and several personal guards, out of the main gate and walked to stroll around the bustling Luoyang City.

Qin Er: The boss is so happy as if he has taken Chang'an!

Qin Yi: ...a little bit.

The people of Luoyang watched and murmured: It seems that General Qin is sure of victory and can handle it with ease!

The sky is bright.

Still wearing a green dress, the young girl is gorgeous and graceful, with a calm and relaxed demeanor and an elegant appearance.

The fat boy, who was still a little chubby, looked up with wide eyes. Qin Laoer, who was held by his father, looked down at him with his head tilted. He saw it clearly at first sight and said, "Beautiful~"

"Beautiful!" He agreed with his sister's gaze and boldly asked, "Who are you, beautiful lady?"

Qin Xiuyuan greeted the pair of lustful children with a slight bow, "Dabao and Erbao, this is Princess Yuefu."

The graceful woman bowed and saluted, her voice clear and pleasant, "Yue Fu greets the General." A pair of little people with the same blue-green eyes as him looked at her brightly, and she smiled in response.

After walking a long way, the fat man still leaned over and looked back, "Dad, does she want to come into the house?"

"No." As soon as the words came out, several people around him rolled their eyes silently.

"Then what is she doing standing at the door?" The fat man kept looking back in confusion.

"Dad doesn't know."

Ah, deceiving a child!!! Is there any justice in this world!!

"She's so beautiful!"

Everyone held their breath, waiting for the general's answer.

"Dabao, keep an eye on the road ahead. Walk steadily."

Absolutely! Qin Yi and Qin Er looked at each other and suppressed their laughter.

The sun was setting when the group returned. Wangshu spent the afternoon looking through the camp payroll ledger. Two clerks then followed, and the three of them checked the accounts.

Don't look at the fat man's short legs. He asked people along the way and rushed very fast. When he was about to climb onto his mother's thighs to sit down, Wangshu, who was leaning on the armchair, cleverly vacated half of the space. He climbed up and hugged his mother's neck tightly, saying affectionately: "Mom!"

"Yeah, Dabao." Wangshu touched his white face covered with dust, took out a handkerchief to wipe it, and then kissed that place.

Qin Xiuyuan walked in and saw it: ... He silently took out a handkerchief and wiped his daughter's face first.

"Greetings, General!" The two clerks saluted in a uniform and neat manner.

"No need to be so polite." Qin Xiuyuan sat next to the woman, holding his daughter. The arithmetic symbols written in rows on the scrap paper on the table were the calculation method she often used. It was fast, accurate and simple.

Even if the numbers were accurate, calculating the abacus was time-consuming and laborious. The account books were kept by him, and they were complicated and intricate, not as clean as those of Ji Shou and Manager Liu, who worked for her.

Wangshu was too lazy to pay attention to him. After he sat down, he stood up and walked out of the study. His brown robe that dragged on the ground swung back and forth as if he was angry. His children followed him hurriedly, calling for their mother and ran away.