"Mother, that's why you let your father stay in Jiangnan?" Soon after the death of Empress Gaozu, their family came to Jiangnan, and now, it has been almost ten years.

Princess Jiarou was stunned, her eyes were shining, and she sneered, "The gun shot the first bird." If you know, why do you need to get caught up in that kind of right and wrong? ”

"Mother, I don't want to be chosen."

The gentle voice was very soft, as light as a feather, but it set off shocking waves on the calm surface of the lake.

"I don't want to become a bargaining chip for the Wen family's marriage, and I don't want to be suppressed and bullied at will, and I want to be slaughtered by others."

"Mother, you are a princess, but you still can't escape the pain of being humiliated by your mother-in-law. If I hadn't been named the county lord, I'm afraid my grandmother would have forced my father to take a concubine a long time ago. Although the mother and father are in love, the daughter does not want to be a dominated silk flower. ”

Looking at the silent mother, Wen Wan was a little uneasy, and carefully pulled the sleeve of the mother.

"Mother, I'm sorry, my daughter shouldn't talk like this, it hurts your heart, don't be angry, okay?"

Princess Jiarou's face was expressionless, so that people could not see a trace of emotion, and her well-maintained nails pierced into the palms of her hands, but she didn't know that her ten fingers were connected to her heart.

"Since you know what you're doing, let it go, and your mother isn't dead yet."

Wen Wan was stunned for a moment, and she hadn't reacted yet. Princess Jiarou had already stood up calmly, moved the lotus step lightly, and the pale cyan pleated skirt crossed the threshold, leaving a calm voice.

"Your dad is coming back soon, don't let him see your teardrops, I don't want to listen to his nagging."

The cool spring breeze blew by, blowing the white mansha, and the bells in the corner of the house jingled the bells, playing the wonderful song, crisp and pleasant.

I don't know how long it took for Wen Wan to come back to her senses, the tears on her cheeks had dried up, but there was a hint of coolness and a sense of frustration.

She thought that she had been protecting her mother all these years, but in the end, she still belonged to the one who was protected.

It seems that her mother is not as weak and kind as she usually sees, but when she thinks of her mother's 'great achievements', she feels that her mother should be so temperamental, not the invisible princess who is attached to her husband.

"Ginger is still old and spicy." She's still a little tender.

"A child with a mother is a treasure, as the old saying goes, it's true!"

Wen Wan suddenly felt that there was a mother, and she just needed to sit and eat and wait for death. The more I thought about it, the happier I became, Wen Wan's face was flushed, and she couldn't help but burrow into the quilt, and she couldn't help it.

And Qiu Han, who had just entered the house, had a somewhat inexplicable strange face.

The 'thing' in the bed that writhed wildly, drilled around, and let out deafening laughter from time to time was her soft and boneless, elegant and noble young lady.

Qiu Han expressed acceptance of incompetence, "Ahem. ”

The contents of the quilt suddenly stopped, as if they were scared silly. It was a long time before a weak, weak voice came out.

"What's the matter?"

The corners of Qiu Han's mouth twitched, why did the young lady become abnormal as soon as she met her wife?

"Miss, Madame said that you went out of the house without permission today against the order, so let you go to the study......"

Before she finished speaking, Wen Wan answered, "Copy the scriptures." ”

Qiu Han looked at the young lady who was already sitting in front of the bed waiting to get dressed and freshened, and was slightly stunned, did she see it wrong? Why did she feel that the young lady who had always hated copying scriptures the most, but she couldn't wait at this time?

The next sentence validated her idea.

"It's cold in autumn, it's not too fast."

I didn't see the action for a long time, and she frowned gently, "Autumn cold?" ”

Qiu Han restrained the surprise in his heart, did not show half a point on his face, stepped forward, and took a thick Shu embroidered brocade robe from the hanger for the young lady to change.

"The charcoal tea in the study has been prepared, miss, do you want some snacks?"

"No need, Daddy is coming back soon."

Wen Wan couldn't wait to shake her head, and didn't need Qiu Han's support, she walked quickly in the direction of the study alone.

Qiu Han thought of the old man who would bring snacks to the young lady every time he came back from the yamen, so he didn't say anything to persuade him.

Although the master is the son of the Wen Mansion, he has been favored since he was a child, but he is not as selfish as other pampered young masters, but he is as gentle as jade, and his temperament is even more generous.

Even if the lady has never given birth to an heir to the master, she has never treated the lady lightly because of this.

This family is really envious of others......

In the evening.

Wen Wan held the freshly copied scripture in her hand, and the delicate and elegant handwriting still had undried ink, which showed how impatient the master was.

As soon as I arrived at the main courtyard, I saw the beautiful young man in white clothes, who was obviously in his early thirties, but it looked like he was in the age of the crown. was originally a four-grade governor who criticized and wrote, but he was like a white-faced scholar who danced and wrote.

"Daddy."

The joyful voice made the man turn his head when he heard the sound, and his handsome face did not show a doting and helpless smile again, and beckoned to his daughter.

"Be careful, it's just rained and the ground is slippery, so don't fall."

Wen Wan skillfully grabbed Wen Sanye's arm, and said in a delicate voice, "Dad, you're back, my daughter misses you so much." ”

Wen Sanye couldn't help but touch his daughter's soft hair, and said playfully, "Do you miss your father, or do you want the crispy duck that your father brought back?" ”

As soon as I heard the three words of crispy duck, the tips of my gentle ears moved, my eyes flowed, and I looked around, and after I didn't see the crispy duck again, I fell on my father again, and pulled my father's sleeve and shook it back and forth.

"Dad~Wan'er is hungry~"

is so coquettish, how can Wen Sanye bear it, "Be good, Zhihe took the crispy duck and warmed it, and it will be eaten immediately." ”

Wen Wan instantly blossomed, "I know that my father is the best." ”

Seeing that the relationship between the father and daughter was so close, Princess Jiarou was not jealous, got up and took off her husband's cloak, and said softly.

"In the past few days, your father has been busy with official duties, and I still remember to bring you crispy duck, Wan'er has to thank your father."

Wen Wanle happily held the scriptures, "Dad, this is the peace scripture that my daughter copied for you, I wish my father a smooth and safe life, and Kangda is happy." ”

Looking at the familiar scriptures, Wen Sanye smiled helplessly, and nodded his daughter's eyebrows, "Say, what did you do wrong today?" ”

"What did Dad say, my daughter has always been well-behaved and obedient." Wen Wan refused to admit it.

"You didn't do anything wrong, can Madame punish you for copying scriptures?" Wen Sanye didn't believe it, after all, this kind of thing was not once or twice.

At the mention of her mother, Wen Wan instantly shut up, not daring to quibble.

Princess Jiarou stood up and said coquettishly, "Husband, you have misunderstood Wan'er, Wan'er is good today, and she also volunteered to pray for you in this scripture." ”

"Really?"

Wen Sanye was stunned for a moment, opened the scriptures, and looked at the handwriting that was different from the eagerness of the past, today's scriptures were copied extremely neatly, and every stroke was full of joy.

Wen Wan looked at her mother's gentle and watery appearance, she didn't know what to think, the tips of her ears turned red instantly, and she didn't dare to look directly at her mother's smiling eyes.

Pulling Wen Sanye's sleeve and coquettishly, "Dad, you don't believe your daughter, your daughter is so sad." ”

Wen Sanye looked at his aggrieved daughter, and hurriedly said, "It's Dad's fault." After a few days, when my father is done, I will take Wan'er to Xiangshan to see the sea of flowers, okay? ”

"Wow."