"Father. He screamed softly and glutinously, and Shen Zeyuan was also in a good mood.

"How's the schoolwork?" he asked.

"Mu Yan has finished everything, and Mr. still praises me!" said the little guy with a smug face, although he was still young, Song Shuyan had already found him a gentleman, and he usually didn't have much schoolwork.

Song Shuyan is not worried that he will be tired, she usually has nothing to do and she is helping with counseling, which can be described as killing two birds with one stone.

"It's so powerful! Even Mr. praised you, when my father was young, I couldn't finish my schoolwork, and I was slapped by Mr.!" Shen Zeyuan teased him.

At this moment, he is not the king of a country, but just a father, hearing that he was beaten in the palm of his hand, Shen Muyan's face was incredulous, would someone as powerful as his father be beaten in the palm of his hand?

In his heart, his father is omnipotent, "Father, does it hurt?"

He pulled up Shen Zeyuan's palm and looked left and right, Song Shuyan was about to be turned over by him, this little guy, his father said that he was beaten when he was a child, and now he still looks at what his hand means.

"It doesn't hurt, my father is an adult now. Shen Zeyuan also looked at him with some amusement.

"Since Mu Yan's homework has been completed obediently, he was praised by Mr. Then let the queen mother make you braised pork to celebrate, okay?" Shen Muyan likes to eat the braised pork made by Song Shuyan the most, but he feels that the meat is greasy, and Song Shuyan will only make it every once in a while.

"Okay, okay, Mu Yan has to finish his homework well next time and eat braised pork. "When it comes to eating, the little guy seems to be energetic, and he loves it.

In this way, Shen Zeyuan accompanied Shen Muyan to finish, Song Shuyan went to the small kitchen to prepare food, and what he wanted to eat could be taken directly from the imperial dining room, but at this kind of warm moment, Song Shuyan liked to make it for the father and son in person.

She doesn't cook very often, and only occasionally cooks.

Song Shuyan cooked, and the palace maids all watched, "The queen mother is really virtuous, and she can cook and cook." ”

"Yes, yes, the little prince is very blessed. "Looking at it, which lady can cook and cook, and they are the queen mother.

"Therefore, it makes sense that the emperor does not have a sufficient harem. "From these things, it can be seen that the relationship between the emperor and the queen is really good.

"Okay, okay, you dare to say that the emperor and the mother are too long, right? One of the palace maids pretended to be serious, and the others stuck out their tongues.

I really don't dare to discuss it, if I get caught, I have to pull out my tongue, it's scary to think about, just like that, everyone started to go their own way.

Suddenly, there was silence outside.

Song Shuyan was busy in the small kitchen, surrounded by palace maids to help prepare the ingredients, she was mainly in charge of the cooking, in addition to Shen Muyan's favorite braised pork, she also made other dishes.

Braised eggplant, sweet and sour pork ribs, Dongpo pork, and a few side dishes, which are quite hearty.

Shen Muyan, who was far away, smelled the fragrance, he sucked and sucked saliva, and Song Shuyan was very happy, and quickly opened the meal, and the family of three had a happy meal.

After eating, he went for a walk in the garden to eat, Shen Muyan's stomach was bulging, he didn't want to go, no matter what Shen Zeyuan said and threatened him, he was indifferent, and in the end, Shen Zeyuan had no choice but to bend down and pick people up, he still loved Shen Muyan very much.

Nanban, the street was very lively, Shen Zecang looked drunk, "Master, come in and sit down! Our girls here, one by one, are beautiful." ”

The old bustard in the Qinglou looked at Shen Zecang dressed well, and at first glance, he was a rich man, or a nobleman, and kept lobbying, like this kind of rich Gongzi brother, he was the most generous.

If he brought someone in, in case he fell in love with a girl, wouldn't the silver come easily? Thinking of this, the old bustard said even harder, and the girl in the building was afraid that he would boast about a flower.

"Is it really as beautiful as you say?"

Shen Zecang asked suspiciously, he raised his head, the old bustard just saw his face, and suddenly exclaimed in his heart, this man is really handsome, there are so many guests in her building, I have never seen such a handsome man.

"Naturally, it's true! Childe, will the slave family still lie to you? The old bustard said and leaned closer to Shen Zecang. Shen Zecang pushed her away and directly threw a silver ingot.

"In that case, Ben Gongzi will go in and have a look. After saying that, he stepped in, and the old bustard wanted to be angry, but when he saw the silver in front of him, he instantly smiled.

As long as there is silver, of course, everything is easy to say, don't say that you just pushed her, or slapped her, she didn't mind.

Shen Zecang seems to be spending a lot of time drinking, but in fact, he is secretly inquiring about the news of the capital and Song Shuyan, and he is just hiding people's eyes and ears.

"Master, this is the latest news about the capital and Miss Song. The subordinate handed over a letter, and Shen Zecang took it lazily, where was the uninhibited look of Qinglou and when he was drinking.

After reading it, I burned it directly, got up and went to drink again.

Since Song Wanyan's affair with the fake saintess was exposed, her alliance with Song Shuyan has been shattered, and she is unwilling to pass on news to Song Shuyan again.

"What about Zecang?" Song Wanyan sat on the soft couch and asked the maid next to her, Shen Zecang has been drinking happily lately, going out to drink at every turn, going to the Qinglou, making her head and two big, and he didn't know what to do to save his heart.

"Miss, the third prince has already gone out for a drink, and it is estimated that he will come back later. The maid said that recently, her young lady has been more concerned about the movements of the three princes.

In order not to anger Miss, she could only pay attention to the news over there all the time, Song Wanyan frowned, why did he go out to drink again.

"Look, if he comes back, come and tell me. The maid went out in response, and Song Wanyan stayed in the room alone, only feeling extremely irritable.

Not long after, the maid said that Shen Zecang was back, Song Wanyan directly boiled the sobering soup and brought it over, and when she went, Shen Zecang was already drunk on the table.

"Shen Zecang, Shen Zecang?" Song Wanyan shouted, but he didn't have any reaction, she didn't dare to call him by name in normal times.

That is, when he was drunk, he dared to scream, Song Wanyan put down the sobering soup, went out and brought in a basin of water, carefully wet and wrung out the handkerchief, and then wiped his face.

Faintly, Shen Zecang felt that someone was wiping his face, he opened his eyes slightly, and saw that it was Song Wanyan, and he was angry for a while.

"Get out of here, whoever told you to touch me, get out. Song Wanyan was pushed by him and sat on the ground.