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On the full moon night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, a dragon boat sails upstream, and a small table is set on the deck, on which is a pot of sake and two dishes.

Hou Xuanyan picked up the wine jug upside down, and couldn't control a drop of wine, so he was sure that it had been drunk.

"Longtan Port ahead?"

"Dashuai, there is Longtan in front."

Yue Guogong, who had not returned to the dynasty for a long time, passed by Jinling on the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, and Nanjing officials did not know his whereabouts, and no one came to greet him. Only Yang Shu, the housekeeper of the Yue Guo Mansion, stood by the river with two Tsing Yi servants and waited.

"Big young master, how many days will you come back this time?"

Yang Shu held a black coat in his hand and put it on Hou Xuanyan's body, Hou Xuanyan smiled and said: "Uncle Yang, I have something to play in the morning tomorrow morning, and then I will go to Jingxiang." ”

Yang Shu left immediately when he heard this, and sighed: "The eldest young master is busy with state affairs, and the spirit of the master in the sky will definitely be pleased." ”

The Mid-Autumn Festival is a day for the members of the group, Hou Xuanyan happened to return home on this day, and everyone in the Guogong Mansion had a smile on their faces.

In the inner courtyard, the dark fragrance lingered, the warbler whispered, and the family had a reunion dinner happily. I haven't seen him for half a year, except for Gu Ling'er, who is getting higher and higher, the others have not changed much. Xiao Nizi has reached the age of eleven, and she is about to be the age of Cardamom Tip in early February, and she is completely no longer naughty in the past, but has more of a girl's shyness.

After eating, Hou Xuanyan came to Huang Ying'er's room, and after each room took turns to serve tea, Huang Ying'er found that her husband sitting on the Taishi's chair had already made a slight snoring sound.

Huang Ying'er hurriedly called the two maids, helped him to the bed, and took off his clothes and socks. Looking at it by candlelight, my husband is a little tanned, and he has lost a lot of weight, but he feels more robust.

Huang Ying'er lay in Hou Xuanyan's arms, and fell asleep contentedly, until the fifth watch, when she got up and touched that there was no one around her. Huang Ying'er got up in a thick dress and saw that her husband was already taking a bath outside.

Miao'er, who was waiting, said: "Miss, master, he went to Jingxiang in the morning, and he is about to go to Jingxiang." ”

Huang Ying'er exclaimed: "So urgent? ”

Hou Xuanyan beckoned and called her to her side, and Huang Ying'er walked over with a wrinkled nose. In the boudoir, Huang Ying'er casually draped a silk satin, and her graceful and delicate body was not afraid of spring. Xiao Nizi's waist is still so slender, and her figure is more convex and backward than before. Hou Xuanyan held her little hand and comforted: "The war ahead is tight, I have to go to the DPRK this morning to do a big thing, and then I will go to Jingxiang." Don't worry, if nothing happens, there will be no war in a few years, and I will be at home with you every day. ”

Huang Ying'er lowered her head and said softly: "My husband is fighting on the front line, why can't you take me with you, that Yang Fujin is pregnant on the battlefield." When it comes to the ability to fight, her father is a man, and my father is a general. Don't talk about me, it's just these two, both of them are much better than her. She refers to the two maids in the room who have grown up together since childhood, although Huang Ying'er has a good nature, she also knows that her identity is impossible to go to the battlefield, so she retreats and wants to use the two maids to fix her pet. After all, in this era, the close-fitting maid is the same as her own hands and feet, and she is not an outsider.

When Miao'er and Shuang'er heard this, their pretty faces turned red, but they also had some expectations in their hearts, and they pricked up their ears to listen to how Hou Xuanyan replied.

Hou Xuanyan pounced and stood up from the bathtub, the splash was accompanied by steaming heat, which startled the three of them to cover their mouths and snort.

"There are tens of thousands of casualties on the battlefield, you are all women, and the battlefield is not where you should go. Yang Fujin was a military doctor, who cured her husband's weakness and brought an heir to our Hou family, otherwise I wouldn't let her go. ”

The two maids hurriedly stepped forward and wiped his body with a clean handkerchief, Huang Ying'er was still unconvinced, and muttered: "She also has an heir, and people want one." That look lowered her head and raised her eyes to peek, like a very greedy little girl who wanted to have a snack with her father, and was afraid of being beaten, so Hou Xuanyan felt pity.

Hou Xuanyan laughed, looked at the sky was still late, it was dark outside, there should still be time, and said loudly: "Then I will leave you a kind and then leave, so as to save your heart and mind that it is unfair for me to be a husband." ”

"Okay, okay." Huang Ying'er clapped her palms, smiling like a kitten who had successfully stolen fish, and ran to the head of the bed to go up.

Hou Xuanyan couldn't cry or laugh, although Sakura had a seductive body, sometimes she had a child-like heart. He walked over to the bed and lifted up the crescent-shaped little girl with her eyes.

Huang Ying'er said coquettishly: "Do you want to stand again, it's just a little tiring." After speaking, he bent over and crossed his hips.

Hou Xuanyan gently patted a wave and said with a smile: "There are even more tiring." After saying that, she untied her red ribbon, tied her hands side by side, and reached out and threw it over the beam of the large bed with pineapple flowers.

Huang Ying'er just touched the ground on her toes, and kept twisting her body in protest, but she didn't know that this kind of writhing added even more anger in Hou Xuanyan's eyes.

"Come here!"

Shuang'er and Miao'er, who just wanted to sneak out, stopped and reluctantly walked to the bed, Hou Xuanyan concocted the same method, and hung the two twins with their hands tied to the bed beam.

Three full moon-like round tuns, complementing each other, Hou Xuan takes turns....

At dawn, the rooster crowed three times, and Hou Xuanyan walked out of the inner courtyard dressed neatly.

The maid who got up early had already worked diligently, and when she saw Hou Xuanyan bending down and blessing her, she said, "Grandpa Guo is early." ”

The corners of Hou Xuanyan's mouth hooked, and he said with a smile: "You're early, you go to my room now and wait for Mrs. to get up and change clothes." ”

The little maid's face was shocked, this is obviously the work of Sister Miao'er, are they all promoted to Mrs.? Thinking of this, the little maid's face was full of envy, and she hurriedly ran to Huang Ying'er's room, and when she saw the situation in the room, her face was like a boiled shrimp, and she was very red...

Walking out of the Guogong Mansion, Hou Xuanyan was wearing a python robe and a jade belt around his waist, this was his first time in court. Since the accession of the little emperor to the throne, there have been constant wars. The officials who came one after another were surprised to find that Xuanyan, the prince of Yueguo, who had not been in the court for a long time, was standing there with a red face on his face.

Some people who don't know what to do can't help but murmur secretly that no one knows about the first early dynasty of Yue Guogong.

Ma Lingyao carried Emperor Jing You into the palace, and after seeing Hou Xuanyan, he was also stunned. As soon as his eyes touched, his eyes became thick, and Hou Xuanyan smiled lightly, signaling her to be restless.

Wang Xiangnian didn't know that Yue Guogong was returning to the dynasty today, and he sang according to the routine in surprise: "Civil and military officials, there is a morning play, and there is no retreat." ”

Hundreds of officials looked at Hou Xuanyan in unison, and everyone knew that something must have happened to him in the court today.

Some people are anxious, some virtuous people look forward to it, some people squint and wait to see the show, and some people hide far away for fear of provoking fire.

Hou Xuan performed the class, and raised his voice: "Your Majesty, the minister Hou Xuan has a plan to play!" ”

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