As the saying goes, noble people tend to forget things. He is such a noble person, how could he not forget things easily?

"Concubine, welcome your husband back home."

At the gate of the rear residence, Liu Mu, Feng Yu, Yin Lan and Cai Yan knelt on the ground.

"It's cold, what are you doing here?"

"If you freeze, you're the ones who suffer."

"Get up quickly."

Dong Yu quickly reached out to help Liu Mu up, and at the same time raised his left hand and spoke to everyone.

"Thank you, husband, for your concern."

The four girls stood up one after another, each with a greedy look in their eyes.

Even Cai Yan, a talented woman with a wealth of knowledge and literary talent, was staring at Dong Yu eagerly at this moment.

It’s no wonder.

Dong Yuyi was away for more than two years.

If a married woman abstains from sex for more than two years, she will probably become mentally abnormal.

Everyone entered the backyard, and the layout here was not much different from when Dong Yu left.

"Husband, Snow Pavilion has been vacant for a long time."

Liu Mu may have felt the gazes of his three sisters, and immediately spoke to Dong Yu.

"Snow Pavilion?"

Dong Yu turned his head to look at Liu Mu.

"It's where my husband... has his party."

"I redecorated it, and Zhao Ji named it the Snow Pavilion."

Liu Mu reminded him a little awkwardly.

The snow in the Snow Pavilion is not the white snow in the yard, but the snow-white skin of the ladies.

"You were so reluctant at first, why are you...?"

"My husband, you've been away for so many years, don't you miss us?"

"My other sisters are lucky. They were taken to Jizhou by their husbands to be by their sides all the time."

Dong Yu was just about to make a few jokes when Feng Yu interrupted him in a wronged tone.

They were pregnant at the time and it was inconvenient for them to travel long distances, so they were left in Chang'an.

This has lasted for two years. Who can stand it?

Now that the long drought is about to end and rain is coming, no one wants their dry fields to be watered a few days later.

We might as well get wet together. We are sisters after all, and we have all seen each other.

Since having children, these people have not been so pretentious.

"You guys."

"But this is also my fault."

"Alas, I've wronged you in the past two years."

Dong Yu reached out and gently stroked Feng Yu's back.

Each person is more beautiful than a flower, but there is no rain or dew to nourish them.

"Oh, I forgot to introduce you. This is Han Jiuer."

"Jiu'er, you must get along well with your sisters in the future. There are no conspiracies or infighting in our house. If anyone dares to be disharmony, I will kill them."

Dong Yucai had the opportunity to introduce Han Jiuer to Liu Mu and others.

"Jiu'er has met the sisters."

"Don't worry, my husband. I will get along well with my sisters and won't let you worry about the family affairs."

Han Jiuer bowed slightly, lowered her head and responded obediently.

"Well, tell the servants to close the gates of the mansion. I will spend the next few days catching up with you."

Dong Yu turned around and said to a maid who he had some impression of.

"promise!"

The maid responded immediately, turned around and left quickly.

"Let's go to the Snow Pavilion."

Dong Yu raised an eyebrow at Cai Yan.

"Husband, won't you go and see the child first?"

Cai Yan asked with some confusion.

"I haven't seen it since I was born, so these two days won't make a difference."

"Feed the ladies first."

Dong Yu said casually.

Although he didn't see all of them, the eldest son had already seen them.

It’s not that he doesn’t care about the children, but he has never seen these children at all, so naturally he can’t say that he has deep feelings for them.

Family affection is something that needs to be cultivated. It doesn't mean that you will have a deep relationship with your child as soon as you give birth to him/her.

Especially people like Dong Yu are destined to have many children.

After being separated for two years, Dong Yu naturally had to comfort his wives.

After some very simple social behavior, Dong Yu called the dancers kept in the mansion to dance to entertain him.

Of course, cheering is not about encouraging others, and it is not about increasing the attack speed.

Socializing is over, and what remains is exchange and communication.

In the Snow Pavilion, all you see is erotica.

Even in winter, it is still as warm as spring.

The woman was wearing a light gauze, only covering her belly with her arms.

Not only Liu Mu, Cai Yan, Feng Yu, Yin Lan and Han Jiuer were dressed lightly, but the dancers as well.

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