The night is boundless, and the stars and moon are shining.

Zi Yan returned to the house with a feeling of joy and sorrow. At this time, Wen Jun was sitting under the lamp by the bed reading a book, and he didn't even know that Zi Yan was by his side because he was too focused, and Zi Yan had long been accustomed to this. "Wenjun, it's late at night, I'm reading tomorrow." Zi Yan whispered softly while snatching the letter from Wen Jun's hand and throwing it aside, Wen Jun broke free from the sea of books and raised his head to meet Zi Yan's eyes, "Zi Yan, when did you come back, why don't I know?" Wen Jun was slightly surprised.

Zi Yan sat directly on Wen Jun's lap, gently wrapped her hands around the other party's neck, and said coquettishly, People have come back for a while, but you don't care.

I also feel very guilty for Zi Yan's frequent neglect of Wen Jun, but it has become a habit every time, "It's because I'm too focused on reading books, so I'm snubbing you again, and I'm sorry for my husband and wife here." Seeing Wen Jun's decent apology, Zi Yan couldn't help but smile, "It's okay if it's really reading books, but if you think about others in the name of watching books, I won't follow it." Zi Yan was still whispering, Wen Jun's heart tightened slightly, and his eyes subconsciously moved away from Zi Yan's eyebrows, and he naturally heard the meaning of Zi Yan's joke.

"I have my wife in my heart, but I can think of others." Zhongli Wenjun lightly dragged Zi Yan's cheeks and said solemnly, although he knew that he was lying, but this lie would inevitably become the truth after a long time.

Zi Yan said, I hope your heart is like my heart.

Wen Jun went on to say, I will live up to my wife's wishes.

Zhongli Wenjun was talking and laughing with Zi Yan, but he still couldn't let go of Wanruo, who had just given birth, he wanted to ask Zi Yan why he didn't accompany Wan Ru mother and son in the palace, but in the face of Zi Yan's affectionate veins, he really couldn't ask.

Seeing Wen Jun's slightly locked eyebrows, Zi Yan seemed to see through his mind at a glance, although he embraced himself, his heart still flew elsewhere, "Wen Jun, it's not early, I'm still ready to rest, you still have to deal with business tomorrow, and I will take you up early to enter the palace to accompany my sister-in-law." Zi Yan took the initiative to give Wen Jun a step, and Wen Jun's heart was full of gratitude for Zi Yan's empathy, so he could go down the stairs and naturally ask Wan Ruo's situation, "Are she and the child okay?" Wen Jun's eyebrows were full of unconcealed concern, Zi Yan lowered her head and muttered that if she was not good, how could I come out of the palace with peace of mind, you can rest assured that my sister-in-law and Yunkai Danhe brothers and sisters are very safe, but my sister-in-law misses the imperial brother too much, so her love is a little bad, but it is comforting to have the Chunhong sisters with her and a pair of children as companions.

"Keep Yunkai to see the moon, Yunkai is very good, the summer lotus is fragrant, and the red lotus is like the white lotus. Danhe is like a white crane incense. Zhongli Wenjun didn't know that Murong Yichuan had chosen a name for these children, so when he heard from Zi Yan that Yunkai and Danhe were the names of a pair of children, Wenjun mistakenly thought that it was from the meaning of Hewanruo, so he whispered softly, and appreciated it very much.

Zi Yan saw Wen Jun's somewhat stupid expression, and felt very uncomfortable, just because she knew that he was not crazy for poetry, but for others.

Although she was unhappy in her heart, Zi Yan still forced her face, "Wenjun, let's go to the nursery and come back with a child, okay?" Zi Yan gently brushed Wen Jun's warm face and begged with her eyes.

Hearing that Ciyun Wenjun was stunned, his face suddenly sank, "Zi Yan, why do you have this kind of thought, we go with the flow of children, sometimes we have to have it in this life, and there is no time in life to force it, and I will not mention this matter of going to the nursery to raise a child in the future." Zhongli Wenjun rarely spoke harshly to Zi Yan, how could he not be eager for the child, thinking that he was about to stand but had no daughter Cheng Huan under his knees, but he was a single lineage of Zhongli's family, if it weren't for Zi Yan's deep love for himself, he would inevitably take a concubine and have a child, even if he didn't allow a concubine, he would find another way to borrow his belly to have a child, but Zi Yan was as affectionate as the sea to herself, how could she do this, her heart had been given to Wanruo, if she was not even loyal to Zi Yan, it would be too cruel and decisive, and Wen Jun was really unwilling to hold a child who was not related to him from elsewhere.

Seeing that Wen Jun was so concerned about going out to hold a sick child, Zi Yan had no choice but to give up, and swore that if he didn't take the initiative to open his mouth in the future, he would never mention it.

"Zi Yan I know you want children, but don't be too impatient, if we have a relationship with our children, even if we have gray hair, we will have it, and it is in vain for us to force our children without a relationship. I shouldn't have said so loudly to you just thinking that you are always worried about your children, Ziyan I really have never abducted you without children, really. Wen Jun knew that he had just been a little strict with Zi Yan, so he wanted to apologize to her and be relieved. Wen Jun's words still made Zi Yan infinitely moved, "Wen Jun, let's stop talking about this, let's think about what kind of meeting gift we give to Yunkai and Danhe." In order not to let each other's hearts be heavy due to their infertility, Zi Yan hurriedly changed the topic, but her body was lying in Wen Jun's warm arms for a moment and wanted to move away.

There was nothing to say all night, and the next day was dawn.

It's like waking up early, not so much that you want to wake up early, it's better to open your eyes until dawn.

The little Yunkai brothers and sisters beside him were still sleeping sweetly, as if they lowered their heads and kissed the two children lightly on the faces, for fear of waking up their good dreams, so the kiss was very light, like a piece of snow falling lightly.

After breakfast, it was as if he had told Chunhong to go to the imperial garden to pick some autumn lotus, which must be red lotus.

Chunhong went to the imperial garden according to the instructions of Wanruo, at this time it was already the autumn half of the imperial garden was also depressed a lot, there was no purple and red in the past, in addition to the laurel flowers that were gradually falling, it was the newly blooming autumn azalea, begonia, yesterday there was also a red autumn lotus Shengfang, but overnight it was the petals withered, turned into duckweed and floated on the water.

It was like a red lotus, but Chunhong only saw that there was a white lotus, so he picked a few of them.

It's like seeing that Chunhong just picked back a few white lotus, and complained that your girl is getting less and less memory, I don't want red lotus, why did you pick white lotus for me.

Seeing that he was resentful of Chunhong and said that Niang Niang was wronged, it was not that I didn't have a long memory, but that the red lotus in this royal garden was grateful, so I said that there were still a few white lotus plants in bloom.

It is as if his eyes are still on the white lotus with petals like snow on Chunhong's hand, whispering faintly and whispering: Yesterday's hibiscus flower, but today it is a dream.

The spring breeze in February is like scissors, why not the autumn wind in August? Thinking of the red lotus withering overnight, I couldn't help but feel melancholy, and after thinking for a while, I still want the red lotus, you go to the palace to see, if there is some, if there is no there, go to the princess's mansion, anyway, I want the red lotus.

As if the reason why I insisted on the red lotus was actually because of the youngest daughter's share exchange,