The Bai family on the side laughed heartily when he saw this, holding Feng Shujia with one hand and stroking Feng Yuan with the other, only to feel that there is nothing more cute in this world than the two children in front of him!

Oh, maybe there is, but that's still in her belly!

After lunch, Feng Shujia accompanied Feng Yuanxian to draw a few strokes, outlining a simple and heavy lance.

Feng Yuan immediately applauded when he saw it, and said excitedly: "Yes! Yes!"

Feng Shujia knew that he was talking about this kind of weapon in the martial arts arena, so she smiled and praised: "The younger brother has a really good memory! This is called 'lance', which is a kind of weapon......

Speaking of this, Feng Shujiaxing came suddenly, picked up the pen and laid the paper, and said to Feng Yuan: "Let me draw the big board axe, that is my father's weapon, famous......!

Feng Shujia raised the luck pen as she spoke, first sketching its shape with a simple pen, and then carefully blending it with a ministry, with a serious and focused expression.

Seeing this, Feng Yuan also stood on tiptoe, put his hands on the table, and watched Feng Shujia paint quietly and seriously.

The ink condensed and dispersed, and gradually, the paper showed an ancient and sharp battle axe with two axe handles intersecting, and the fierce battle intent emanated through the thick ink of the paper.

Even Bai Shi, who was making small clothes for the child in his belly on the side, was attracted to it, and looked seriously at the two wide, flat, clumsy and sharp battle axes on the paper, and exclaimed: "It's so similar! The pen is sparse in large places, delicate in small places, and has both form and spirit, and is lifelike! Jia'er, your painting skills have really improved a lot!"

Feng Yuan was also busy clapping his hands, tilting his little head and looking at Feng Shujia with admiration on his face.

Feng Shujia smiled humbly: "It's not about hard work...... I guess, I'm too impressed with my father's tomahawks......"

So even when she asked Zhang Huyuan for advice in the martial arts arena, she sometimes couldn't help but take off the plate axe on the weapon rack, weigh it in her hand, and couldn't help but wave it a few times happily......

Of course, there is no strength, but it is similar to ordinary people chopping wood.

Rao is so, which also made Zhang Huyuan praise in surprise.

I probably think that a boudoir woman from a wealthy family can have such arm strength.

However, this is far from enough for her.

Speaking of Feng Yi, Bai Shi sighed, picked up the battle axe diagram on the table, and looked at it carefully, as if he could imagine Feng Yi's heroic posture and majesty in swinging the axe.

Seeing this, Feng Shujia's eyes lit up, and she proposed: "Mother, why don't you draw a small portrait of your father, just with these two battle axes! Moreover, you can also let the younger brother be familiar with the appearance of his father, lest he not recognize how sad his father must be when his father comes back in the future!"

Bai Shi was stunned when he heard this, and blurted out in surprise: "How do you know that your father may have returned to Beijing in the near future?"

This time it was Feng Shujia's turn to be stunned: "Huh, is my father going back to Beijing?!"

It was hard to hide the surprise and anticipation in the tone.

My father, who was separated by a lifetime, finally had the opportunity to meet again!

Bai Shi suddenly came back to his senses, knew that he had lost his words, thought about it, and simply said frankly: "I'm not sure...... However, your father wrote in a letter at the end of April that he might be recalled to Beijing in the near future......"

That's why she kept hiding it from her two children, afraid that if Feng Yi didn't come back, the two children would be disappointed.

Feng Shujia was surprised, in his previous life, Feng Yi was not until the early winter of the following year, because of a small victory against Xiliang, he took the opportunity to write a letter to ask him to return to Beijing to report the battle situation and exploits in person.

After coming back, he immediately took Li Jing to his own martial arts arena, swords, guns, swords, halberds, and all the weapons took turns to teach him a lesson, until Li Jingti lay on the ground, and promised over and over again that he would be good to her, so he reluctantly let him go.

Thinking of this, Feng Shujia's heart was hot, sour and sweet, and she almost didn't shed tears.

Fortunately, she knew that now was not the time to be emotional, so she tried to calm down, and her mind quickly recalled and thought about what important things happened in the capital or the northwest border last month, so that Feng Yi had the speculation that he might return to Beijing.

But nothing came of it.

"Mother, why did my father suddenly say that he wanted to go back to Beijing?" Feng Shujia couldn't understand, so she simply asked Bai directly.

Bai Shi thought of the contents of the letter, and said with a gentle smile: "Your father said that the Holy Lord recently sent an edict to praise him and the soldiers in the northwest, so he wanted to take the opportunity to write a letter to ask for a trip back to Beijing to see if he could arrive in Beijing before the end of May or the beginning of June. ”

At the end of May and the beginning of June, it was the day when the child in Bai's womb was born, and Feng Yi wanted to come back before that, naturally because he didn't want to miss the important moment of the child's birth like the previous two times, leaving Bai alone to give birth.

This Feng Shujia understood, but why did Emperor Longqing send an edict to praise the Northwest soldiers at this time?

I've never heard of anything like this in my previous life!

Could it be that the king of Fenyang had other plans and privately instigated it? Or is it that there will be another war in the northwest, and Emperor Longqing must rely on Feng Yi?

Feng Shujia was in a mess in her heart, and she couldn't figure it out for a while.

Afraid that the Bai family would see that she was worried about her, Feng Shujia had to suppress her worries and happily talk to the Bai family about Feng Yi's return to Beijing.

Feng Yuan didn't understand, but he also obediently knelt on Feng Shujia's knees, quietly making fun.

The afternoon sunlight shines through the window, casting a warm halo on the mother and son who are whispering and laughing, which is very warm.

In the evening, Mama Yan came back and learned that Feng Shujia had been staying in the Summer Palace, so she looked for her directly.

When Feng Shujia got the news and went out, Mama Yan had already arrived at the gate of the hospital.

"Why did Mama come back?" Feng Shujia was surprised, and asked in a low voice with a worried face, "Is the princess okay?"

Mama Yan nodded and replied succinctly: "That painting & lt; Zhao Zhongcheng Folded Pomegranate & gt; The figure is coming back. ”

That's all right.

For Princess Shouyang, as long as Lin Yuma's posthumous work is returned to her hands, it will be fine.

Feng Shujia breathed a sigh of relief, and while accompanying Mama Yan to the main house, she asked in a low voice, "Mama didn't stay in the princess's mansion to accompany the princess, but came back in a hurry, is there something wrong?"

Mama Yan glanced at Feng Shujia and replied in a low voice: "The princess is not in the mansion, as soon as she came out of the Fenyang Palace, she entered the palace ......."

Oh, it turned out that I was looking for Emperor Longqing to cry and complain about my grievances, so it was naturally inconvenient for Mama Yan to go with her.

Feng Shujia had a bottom in her heart, her face became relaxed, and she led Mama Yan and Bai all the way to meet her, and returned to Livable together.

"Ruizhu, you go out and wait. As soon as she entered the house, Mama Yan sent Ruizhu away.

Seeing this, Feng Shujia handed Cai Lu a look.

Cai Lu understood, retreated with Ruizhu, put down the bamboo curtain, and guarded outside. [.]