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

"Xiao San, give Daddy some water."

"Xiao San, do you want to give Daddy some cakes?"

Give it, give it. Xiao San took every command and action, treating her father as a pocket and putting everything into it. Slowly, she stopped crying, but her tears still did not stop. Oh my god, it seemed that she was very aggrieved.

The brilliant and warm sunlight eagerly rushed towards the diamond-shaped window with exquisitely carved Ruyi patterns. It penetrated the transparent window paper and gently caressed every inch of the room, as if to pass its enthusiasm and vitality to this quiet corner without reservation.

A chubby puppy, who was only a few months old, came jumping in. Jingjing was now staring blankly at the crying Xiaosan in the sunlight that came into the house.

Xiao San buried her head in Qin Xiuyuan's arms, hiding her face.

The crying boy felt shy in front of his friends who were crawling through the dog hole together.

Wangshu took the rosewood comb, used two of them at random, left the hair on both sides, first made a high ponytail in the middle, and then moved to the sides to braid the hair. He couldn't say he was very skilled, but after he had done it, it was not quite done enough to go out and meet people, but it was passable at home.

"Are you feeling uncomfortable in your stomach?" Qin Xiuyuan tilted his head and leaned towards the woman, his waist tied high, and his lower abdomen bulged slightly with the movement.

"Yeah. Same old problem."

Xiao San made a fuss for a while and then slowly fell asleep. A group of puppy friends saw that their human friends gradually became quiet, turned around, lined up and ran out to play on their own.

The baby was taken away, and for a moment, only Wang and the couple were left in the room. Wangshu looked around and said, "I'll go see Xiao Si."

Just get away with it.

Xiao Si slept in a side room, the doors and windows were closed, the mattress was soft, and Shun Shun, her personal maid, and the wet nurse were sitting on a round stool beside her. When they saw her coming, they quickly stood up and saluted, "Madam, the young lady is no longer feverish and is sleeping soundly."

I reached out and touched my back; it was warm, but not sweaty.

There were footsteps approaching. The nanny turned around and looked back. She was startled. The man was tall and strong, full of vigor. It turned out to be the general who had been away for a long time. She quickly pulled Shunshun and bowed, "Greetings, General."

Qin Xiuyuan made a "hmm" sound, approached the lifted dragon gauze curtain, and put his hand on the woman who was bending over to look at the baby with her back to him. From the perspective of the nanny behind him, it seemed that the master was holding the mistress's waist, and the two of them were leaning their bodies to look at the baby at the same time.

The corner of his eye twitched and he quickly lowered his head.

"So fast?"

I specially left the mother and son to discuss the choice of Eleven's wife, but I didn't expect them to show up right after me. Why don't we have a few more words?

"Mother will be eating here later."

Qin Xiuyuan gently lifted his daughter's quilt, examining her from head to toe without missing a single detail, as if he wanted to engrave the current Xiao Si in his mind.

"Much thinner than Xiao San."

They are twins of similar height and weight. The little son who just cried loudly is chubby and plump. His little butt is full of flesh under his open-crotch pants, and his little penis is shaking, looking healthy and energetic.

Qin Xiuyuan's eyes were still on his daughter, occasionally drifting a glance, looking down at everyone, "There are two sign language teachers, you can meet them when you have time."

The words were serious, but the look he gave me was straight and didn't even fall on my face, which made my heart feel itchy and warm.

My breathing became disordered and my face turned red.

Wangshu followed the big hand that was restraining him, turned around and sat on the edge of the bed, letting the person get off. As soon as the door in the distance was closed, the man's hand came up and grasped her softness.

He was carried back to the main room without moving his feet. Before Wangshu could say anything, the man was full of energy and had been out for a long time. Sparks popped and burned everywhere. Wherever the general was was the battlefield. He drove the enemy so hard that they had no way to live or die. They fell down in panic and didn't know where to go.

"Bang!" Wangshu was being chased and had no way to escape. He threw away his armor and hit the bedside cabinet of Qiangong Babu bed. The many soft pillows and lumbar pillows in winter were put away. Now it was good, a direct confrontation. The man quickly reached out to rub her and pulled the bag out of the woman's mouth, "Does it hurt?"

Which direction was he asking, in front or behind? Wangshu's eyes were hazy as he turned to look at the man behind him. He looked weak and helpless, his breath uneven. "Be gentle."

There was no way to be gentle. A wolf travels a thousand miles to eat meat, and this was a hungry wolf that had just returned home. He took advantage of the time when his children were out of school and forced the woman to take a forced march. When Wangshu's legs were free, they were shaking and numb. The man wiped them casually, took another cold shower, put on his clothes, and went to stop his children who were about to rush in after hearing the news. "Shushu, take a break."

As he spoke, he left. Reshui and Xiaoqing came in together. They opened the high window for ventilation. They pressed their hands on the bed curtains and held their breath. "Madam, do you want to wash up?"

Wangshu propped himself up and slowly helped Xiaoqing walk in. After cleaning up for a long time, he changed into a light yellow cross-collared, high-waisted, narrow skirt, and applied rouge and fine powder to cover up his overly rosy complexion.

If Wang hadn't been here, this step would have been avoided.

"Madam, just now Madam Wang and the General mentioned the youngest daughter of Duke Anguo, and the General did not object."

What's there to object to, this special relationship!

Little Eleven is neither good at literature nor martial arts, and he is not good at business. He is just a thieving cat who sits on the podium of his brother's honor and enjoys the glory. If others look at him, that's their business.

According to Wangshu's idea, she would definitely not attend any of the events, and would not care about other people. Anyway, she would not want to cause any trouble. As long as everyone looked good and the process was reasonable, that would be all that mattered.

"Let them do it."

Xiaoqing nodded. "There's one more thing, Madam." She tilted her head slightly and whispered in Wangshu's ear, "The general has changed the wives of the twins from Yaocheng."

Twins from Yaocheng?

"Wang Jing? His cousin?"

It was a distant memory. The quiet cousin who followed Wang Shi around in the distant city. Later, there were so many unbearable rumors. She failed to frame Qin Xiuyuan, but she had twins whose origins were unknown...

After following Wang to Chang'an, he stayed indoors and isolated himself from the world. How could he change his teacher...

"Oh." Wangshu had never met him before. A relative who never visited her was worse than a stranger on the street. She glanced sideways. "What's the reason?"

Seeing her interest, Xiaoqing quickly said, "I'll go ask again. This was something a maid from the mansion mentioned while returning from the market."

"Well, no need. I'll ask him later."

Wangshu stood up and took a few steps. After looking carefully, he felt something was wrong. He took two deep breaths and waited until it was almost time for dinner. Then he took Xiaoqing's hand and went to the main hall.

Before he reached the dining room door, he heard a hearty and deafening laugh coming from a distance. The voice was full of energy and he knew it was coming from Yun Xiao.

He shouted loudly: "Dad, I will show you how to box this afternoon!" His words were full of confidence and heroism.

Then, another clear and pleasant child's voice sounded: "Daddy, you must come and watch Mingxi practice Summer Melody this afternoon. It's so beautiful! Daddy, you haven't seen it before." The person who spoke was Mingxi, and his words were full of anticipation and excitement.

At that moment, Qin Xiuyuan was surrounded by two children, one on each side. The child on the left hugged his shoulders tightly, while the one on the right tugged at his clothes. It was quite lively. Fortunately, the third and fourth children were fast asleep. If they were here, I wonder how Qin Xiuyuan would have handled such an enthusiastic scene.

At this moment, Wang noticed a figure approaching slowly, turned her head and looked, then smiled and pointed to the picture opposite of a loving father and filial son, and said to the visitor: "Wait until our little three and little four wake up, and see how Yuan'er can deal with the noise of so many little guys!" After saying that, she couldn't help but chuckle.

Wangshu quietly found a place to sit aside, his eyes as gentle as water, and he smiled as he watched the warm and joyful scene in front of him.