Today's incident is really exciting, and Yan Wushuang thinks about it and thinks about it, and I feel a little funny.

Xiao Wu came back from outside, took off his hood, and saluted respectfully: "Madam, the slave has inquired."

"Tell me about it." These three sons, Yan Wushuang really haven't heard of it, and it's normal to be curious about one or two, no, I'll ask someone to inquire.

"The biological mother of the third prince is the daughter of a merchant, after the merchant died, all the property was given to the only daughter, Anyang Hou took advantage of the situation to enter the Hou Mansion, deceived the woman into the Hou Mansion, and died after giving birth to a son."

This is still the pickling thing that the Hou Mansion is not allowed to talk about.

Yan Wu's embroidery movements in both hands stopped, and he raised his eyes to look at Xiao Wu.

"Therefore, the third prince was raised by the side of the main mother, and those large amounts of wealth were all included in the Hou Mansion, but the third prince was a merry person, and the dancers around him were pregnant, and cherished her, so he married his wife and wanted to raise him under the name of the main mother."

This is just a woman's love and hatred, but this is too shameless.

"It's really interesting, Mrs. Anyuan Hou left the mansion, did she go to the Anyang Marquis Mansion?" Yan Wushuang has some impressions of these two marquis, but the Marquis of Anyuan is just that, and the Marquis of Anyang is really a little difficult to say.

"Exactly, the dancing girl is estimated to be dead today, and the third prince is also estimated to be sent out of the capital." Xiao Wu can also guess a thing or two about the affairs of these rich and noble families.

Yan Wushuang gave Shuangshuang a look, and Shuangshuang took out a silver horn from his purse and stuffed it to Xiao Wu.

"I've worked hard for you today, go and rest, and come back tomorrow to serve."

Xiao Wu held the silver horn in his arms and saluted respectfully: "Yes, thank you, madam."

After Xiao Wu left, Shuangshuang looked at Yan Wushuang: "Madam, this Mrs. Anyang Hou acted too violently."

"No, she's just arrogant and doesn't take me seriously. This time, I spared her, and there were many more and more, and there were no three and four times, and if this happened again, even if I punished her, my aunt would not say anything. ”

One yard is one yard, Yan Wushuang gives face, and the eldest princess of Mingyang will also understand.

It's just that this matter was immediately let Zhan Ge know, Zhan Ge knew, and told the saint openly and secretly, and then, the third son of the Marquis of An Yuan was sent to the border town as an official, and it is estimated that there is no chance to return to the capital in this life.

Then, he waited for Marquis An Yuan to make a mistake, and he was able to take one or two and demote his title.

Yan Wushuang didn't know much about these things, and he wouldn't let her know.

In the capital in March, the willows are still around, and the green seems to be scattered all over the night, and it is full of freshness.

There are no longer a few women who go out, or walk in groups. Or take a horse-drawn carriage to the ancient temple annex and pray for marriage.

There are many women and men, and Yan Wushuang has received several posts.

It's just that, looking at the fragrant and soft child holding his neck in his arms, Yan Wushuang's heart suddenly softened. Xi'er was held by him, and Wu'er was still sitting in the cradle, chubby like a blessing doll.

"Isn't it a little strange if you have two children with you? But if you don't take these two children, I always feel guilty in my heart. ”

With such a mind, Yan Wushuang is not in that mood.

The child is really growing up very quickly, and he is still ugly when he is born, and now he has clear eyebrows and eyes, and his beauty is beginning to appear.

"What Madame said is, otherwise, if you go to Qingqing with the general, Young Master Ning and Mrs. Ning can also go together, both have children." Both of them now have more and more motherly brilliance, and after being married for a long time, they are becoming softer and softer.

Yan Wushuang also felt that it was such a truth, her mother was weak, and she had never been to such a school, so Xiao'er and her father were naturally accompanied.

"Let's wait until Argo comes back." Touching the fleshy chin of the little baby in his arms, the touch was excellent, Yan Wushuang couldn't help but kiss the fat bun's face: "Isn't it, Xi'er."

Thinking that Yan Wushuang was playing with herself, Xi'er giggled happily, and leaned over between Yan Wu's necks, a little naughty.

When Zhan Ge came back, he saw such a scene from a distance, a delicate wife and children, what a harmonious scene, but the one in his arms was a boy, and Zhan Ge's eyes darkened a little unconsciously.

The steps slowed down slightly, and then a little faster, and when he walked to Yan Wushuang's side, he raised his hand to pick up Xi'er, regardless of his youngest son's fat face, and let him lean on his shoulder.

Then he stuffed the dance into Yan Wushuang's arms, and this series of movements was very fast.

Before Yan Wushuang could react, he had already changed one in his arms.

"You be careful, Xi'er likes to rub her neck, don't hug it so much, the child is uncomfortable." The dance in her arms arrived in Niang Xiangxiang's soft arms and smiled toothlessly.

As for Xi'er, who was wrinkled with a bun face, Zhan Ge just hugged him: "He is a boy, he can't be spoiled."

"Pampered?!" Yan Wushuang immediately felt the urge to beat people, if there wasn't another one in his arms, he was afraid that he would want to kick his feet and fight.

"What's wrong with the boy? He's so young, isn't he also a child? Ah Jing is only nine years old, on weekdays, you are too strict with him, I haven't said anything about you, you can find trouble for Xi'er now. ”

The willow eyebrows were upside down, Yan Wushuang's little face was cold, and he immediately turned to Zhan Ge, Zhan Ge raised his eyebrows curiously, what's wrong today?

"Ah Jing is what he wants, and such a big child in the capital is more strict, Ah Jing has not received this kind of teaching in his early years, so he naturally wants to make up for it, and it is necessary to work harder."

As a child of the palace side by side, enjoying the glory, he will inevitably have to take responsibility, Ah Jing did not meet Yan Wushuang, but he was afraid that the grievances of the Shu family would not get the day when Zhaoxue was born.

Since you have followed you to the capital, you must learn to be a better version of yourself.

Yan Wu understands these truths, but they are just ......

"I understand, just watching him work so hard makes me feel very distressed."

Although he has grown taller and no longer looks thin and thin, it can't hide that he is still a child who is less than ten years old.

The eyelashes drooped slightly, covering the complexity of the light in her eyes, and Yan Wushuang hugged the dance in her arms tightly, not to let her fragility be noticed.

In this era, he became famous at a young age and the scenery was wanton, but who would know what kind of stories were hidden behind them.

Although Zhan Ge didn't know what Yan Wushuang's sudden fragility was, he still carefully handed the child in his arms to Ah Yan, and he squatted in front of Yan Wushuang, with his broad hand on Yan Wushuang's knees.

"Okay, children will grow up and will look for what they are pursuing, but I am different, I will be by your side from beginning to end."

The years of chasing on the battlefield in those years have passed, and now Zhan Ge has the power to protect his wife and children from grievances in the capital.

Yan Wushuang just thought of this suddenly, even if his mind was delicate, he couldn't resist such an affectionate style as Zhan Ge. The tears in his eyes had just brewed and had already dissipated.

"You look like this, I feel like I should be very good to you, otherwise, I will treat you badly?"

The voice was a little hazy, but the tone was one of a smile.

Zhan Ge thought about it slightly, nodded decisively, and did not feel guilty about competing with the child for favor: "This is natural, since Ah Jing came to the mansion, with these two little ones, you have never paid attention to me."

What he said was extremely aggrieved, and Yan Wushuang suddenly began to reflect in his heart, is he really so excessive?

Zhan Ge often has a cold face, and it is really strange to sympathize with such soft words when he says such soft words.

"Then, how about I make you something to eat and don't make it for them?"

To grasp a man's heart, you must first grasp a man's stomach, and this point, Yan Wushuang is simply carried out to the end.

"Okay, that's it, you have to hug Xi'er less in the future, he's too heavy, you just hug Wu'er, the dance is light." Zhan Ge is serious on his face, but he has his own little Jiujiu in his heart.

Xi'er is a boy, even if he is his own son, he can't always dominate his own woman, if he really wants it, wait until he grows up, and find it himself.

Xi'er in Ah Yan's arms, even if the memory is hazy at this time, she can also feel the deep malice from her father, as long as Zhan Ge hugs him, she will either have a wronged face or cry silently. It's just distressing to live or die.

At that time, Zhan Ge felt the malice from his own son.

looked at the poor son in Ah Yan's arms, Yan Wushuang followed her daughter's back, and looked calm: "I know, don't worry, in the whole house, I am most worried about you."

What's weird?!

I still have to let people watch, hug my son more when Zhan Ge is away, and hug my daughter more if I come back, so that Xi'er's heart will not be unbalanced.

It's so tiring to raise children, still three children, no, four.

Zhan Ge appeased Yan Wushuang's sudden loneliness, and by the way, he competed for favor, but he felt a lot more pleasing to the eye when he looked at his son, hugged his son, sat next to Yan Wushuang, and slowly coaxed.

"They are all so old, seven or eight months old, they can eat a little meat, and they will slowly add a little bit from tomorrow, so that they can supplement their nutrition."

Stewed rotten meat porridge, increase it appropriately, and you can't drink milk all the time, so that the child's health will not be good.

Shuangshuang responded: "Yes, madam, these have already been asked to grandma, they are all okay, the young lady and the young master are in good health, it's okay to add some appropriately."

"That's good, in a few months, you can learn to walk, I'm afraid that such a big mansion won't be enough for the two of them to jump."

The child has been in the arms for a long time, and when he can walk, he wants to run around, and when the time comes, he really can't catch it.

Zhan Ge looked at his son who had been pushing him with disgust in his arms, his expression was calm, so much strength was not painful for him, and he loved him as much as he wanted.

"That's right." Don't forget to reply to Wushuang's words.