It is said that father and son are natural enemies, and there is some truth in it. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

When Xiao Yongjiu was born, Hongli was so happy, he really hurt this young son like a baby. But this child grows up day by day, and he is tired of screaming every day, and even occupies his and Ming'er's nightlife, Hongli is angry!

Hongli gritted his teeth in anger: Ming'er's body is not easy to conceive, and this unfilial son always has to tell Ming'er to fall asleep!

If the desire is not relieved, Hongli's heart is stuffy, and the more difficult it is, the more difficult it is to sleep.

So when Xiao Ming returned to his dormitory, he found that Hongli hadn't slept yet, it was already half of the night, and when he saw that Xiao Yongjiu was asleep, he dared to tiptoe away.

But it's all at this hour, Hongli usually sleeps, after all, he still has to go to the morning court, and he usually doesn't stay up late.

But this time, Hongli's eyes were round and angry, and he was full of spirit.

"Ming'er, you're too used to Little Seventeen!" Hongli said with a dark old face.

Ming yawned big, took off his shoes, and got into the bed, "He's still young, don't be too harsh." ”

Hongli said hatefully: "Yongju and Yongyao didn't do this when they were young!!!There are a lot of problems with him!!!I see, it's the stinky problem you are used to!"--I have to coax Ming'er herself to sleep?!

"Okay...... Ming's eyelids were fighting, "In three years, Jiu'er will have to go to the Academy Palace to study, why bother for a while?!"

Hongli hates and grinds his teeth, where is this for a while? Three years! There are still three years!!Three years later, I will be over 60 years old, but I am afraid that it will be impossible to have a child!!

Ming wouldn't have thought that Hongli would still think about letting her continue to have a baby!!

She doesn't want to have any more children, although it's a pity that she can't have another intimate little padded jacket, but she can only admit it.

Bo Ming fell softly on the bed, his eyes drooping, and his breathing was even in an instant......

"Ming'er, you ......" Hongli looked at the sound of sleeping, and suddenly held his breath, I haven't finished speaking, you are sleeping fast enough!!, but seeing that Mingming slept so sweetly, Hongli couldn't bear to wake up, so he had to grind his teeth and fall asleep with hatred.

In the middle of the night, Yongju also hugged his concubine Hesheli Lanyu and gradually fell asleep. This is the front hall of the elder brother, Yongju actually doesn't go to the backyard often, even if he wants to sleep with a concubine, most of them call the concubine to the front hall to serve.

"Master, have you slept?" asked Hesheri softly.

Yongju opened his sleepy eyelids and yawned, "What's the matter?"

Hesheri Lanyu said cautiously: "The concubine is another reluctant request, I don't know whether to open my mouth or not." ”

Yongju was very sleepy now, and he really didn't want to go around in circles and talk nonsense, so he said, "Just say it." ”

Hesheri Lanyu said in a low voice: "Then the concubine body said, even if the master does not allow it, don't be angry with the concubine body, okay?"

Yongju frowned in annoyance: "It's okay if you don't get angry!"

Hesheli Lanyu said with a smile: "The next time the lord goes out of the palace to the palace of Pingjun Wangfu, can you bring the concubine body......?

Hearing this, Yongju's brows stretched slightly, and it was normal for him to worry about his family, so Yongju said: "Cheng, I'll just bring you next time." ”

Hesheri Lanyu was overjoyed in her heart, so she drilled into Yongju's arms, and said sweetly: "Thank you!"

The two concubines selected by Ming for his son are quite good, especially this Hesheri, at a young age, her chest is quite rich, so although Hesheri is not as talented as Cui Jia's, she can be on par with Cui Jia's family, and most of them rely on this figure.

This diamond, the plumpness of the soft bullet on Hesheri Lanyu's chest was also attached to Yongju's arm, and the perfect touch made Yongju's sleepiness disappear and his blood rushed. Yongju's lower abdomen was hot, and the little brother was also trembling, he couldn't hold it, so he simply stopped pressing, so he turned over and pressed the beautiful concubine under him, enjoying himself wantonly.

This wantonness, Yongju's spirit was not very good the next day, so he had to pour some red dates and wolfberry tea to replenish qi and blood, and then he went to listen to those old Confucian generals as usual.

It's still the same old nonsense, Yongju endured listening to it sentence by sentence, and the more he listened, the more boring he felt. He said in his heart, no wonder Ah Yan never listened to the scriptures...... It's a pity that Khan Ama returned to his chariot to listen to the feast, and he couldn't escape if he wanted to.

At this time, Yongju suddenly found that Khan Amma's spirit didn't seem to be very good, as if he hadn't slept well last night......

Yongju couldn't help but feel a little crooked in his heart, but looking at Khan Amma's gloomy face, he didn't seem to be very happy, as if it wasn't because of excessive pleasure......

Forget it, I don't want to think about it, Khan Ama and Huang Eniang's room affairs, he didn't dare to ask half a sentence. So he raised his spirit again and listened to the scriptures.

Because Hongli was in a bad mood, the feast ended early. Yongju is also happy like this, he is trapped to death, hurry back to Brother's place to make up for sleep! Ah Yan's question, let's talk about it another day! Anyway, he won't be eaten by the third brother!

"That son has retired!" After beating a thousand children, Yongju Ma ran away without a trace.

Hongli frowned: "This little rabbit cub, what are you doing so busy??"

Wang Qin came up with a cup of ginseng soup and said with a smile: "The slave saw that the fourteenth master was not in good spirits, so he probably wanted to go back and rest." ”

Hongli didn't care too much about this little thing, took a sip of ginseng soup, and said, "Go and prepare Longyu, I want to go to Haiyan Hall." "-Little Seventeen's question is indeed not easy to convince Ming'er. Since it can't be done at night, then ...... during the day I don't mind dripping!!Hongli's heart suddenly bubbled with bad water.

Hongli rushed to Haiyan Hall, and saw that Ming was crooked on the mahogany inlaid beauty couch in the tea room, the whole person was lazy, and the laziness on his cheeks was also particularly attractive!

And Xiao Yongjiu sat on the side, concentrating on the Rubik's Cube in his hand. It was the educational toy that Ming threw at him.

Today is so tired, she doesn't have the energy to coax the child. Tell him to play on his own.

At this moment, Hongli sat on the head of the bed and said with a smile: "If Ming'er feels sleepy, it is better to sleep in the dormitory for a while, the couch in the tea room is too small after all, and it is not comfortable to sleep." ”

Yu Ming looked up at him, it's rare, it's so intimate? -I told the swifts and the palace maids to take care of Xiao Yongjiu carefully. So he asked the thrush to help him, and went to the dormitory with Hongli.

took off his robe, spread out his bun, and got into the bed bed. The thrush instructed the little eunuch below: "Hurry up and ask the pantry to fill a few more soup women, the master Niangniang has just come to the menstrual affairs, and the quilt should be warmer." ”

Hongli was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly asked, "You came to the moon letter?!"

He let out a lazy "um", and hurriedly pulled the brocade quilt on his stomach and covered it tightly.

Hongli looked disappointed and depressed, "Why is it in advance?!" - As a pillow person, Hongli naturally knows the period of the moon letter of the voice, so he is full of hope today, but now he has been hit extremely lost.

Bo Ming said lightly: "It's only three days in advance, nothing unusual." Menstrual events are not infallible in the first place, and it is just a common thing to advance or delay them for a few days.

She rubbed her sore belly, and couldn't help but lament in her heart, if only the smoke was there......

Of course, she was referring to the original squirrel smoke, which was fluffy, like a small stove, resting on her stomach, but it was comfortable! Unfortunately, she couldn't enjoy it in the future. (To be continued.) )