The night is deep and the wind is cool.

A few little black eggs made a fuss in King Yan's house for half an hour, rolling around on the bed, bouncing on the ground, and finally lying on a plush tiger skin, with a tilted head, fell asleep.

When King Yan changed his clothes and entered the house, what he saw was three little black eggs pouting their little buttocks, holding the tiger skin on the ground on one side, and sleeping soundly.

The fleshy face was squeezed out of shape, and a crystal harath flowed out.

Yan Jiuchao was not like this when he was young, he slept very regularly, no one taught him, but no matter how he went to the house to remove the tiles during the day, when he felt sleepy, he would obediently lie down on the bed.

These little guys don't know who they follow, and it's really hard to describe how they sleep.

But no matter what, King Yan loves them in his heart.

King Yan walked over gently, carried the three children to the bed one by one, he put the sleeping position of the three of them, but as soon as he turned his head, the three of them slept horizontally and loudly again.

What's the sense of déjà vu in this litter of little bandits......

King Yan covered the three of them with quilts.

Boom!

It was Dabao who lifted his feet high and kicked the quilt off.

King Yan covered it.

Soon he was kicked by Erbao again.

King Yan took the trouble to cover them with quilts, until the three of them completely fell into a state of deep sleep, and the thunder could not move, then King Yan stood up and extinguished the candle on the table, leaving only a dim oil lamp.

The moon is bright and the stars are thin, and there is silence all around.

There was the sound of a few little guys breathing evenly, and King Yan's hollowed-out heart seemed to be beating again.

Suddenly, he heard a rough voice: "I'll buy it!" ”

With that, there was a creak, and the door opened.

Then came the galloping of horses, which faded away at the end of the street.

The voice was Xiao Zhenting's, he was in a hurry to buy what Yan Wang didn't know, but he could guess that it was related to Shangguan Yan.

King Yan couldn't remember what she looked like when she was pregnant, and couldn't help but regret that he hated Nangong Yan, not only because she broke up a few of them, but also because she even deprived him of the right to remember.

For the rest of your life, what will you use to support yourself?

"Father?"

Yu Wan's voice recalled King Yan's divine sense.

King Yan paused, and then realized that he had unconsciously walked into the courtyard of Xiao Zhenting and Shangguan Yan.

Shangguan Yan couldn't sleep, and she thought the house was stuffy, so she put the needlework in the yard, and Yu Wan sat on the side to accompany her.

Yu Wan was facing the direction of the courtyard, so she was the first to see King Yan.

But with her soft call, Shangguan Yan also turned her head.

The former husband and wife met again without warning.

The four eyes met for a moment, and both of them stiffened slightly.

King Yan opened his mouth, not knowing how to explain his arrival in the middle of the night.

Instead, Yu Wan stood up suddenly, looked at King Yan and said, "Father, come and sit." ”

"I ......," Yan Wang hesitated.

Yu Wan looked at Shangguan Yan, Shangguan Yan wanted to speak and stopped, as if she had something to say to King Yan.

And King Yan can find here, whether intentionally or unintentionally, it is naturally driven by the subconscious.

Xiao Zhenting went out to buy food for Shangguan Yan, Yu Wan believed that the two of them would not do anything out of the ordinary, but what should be said always had to be said, Yu Wan said wittily: "I'll go see Dabao and them." ”

King Yan nodded: "It's okay." ”

Yu Wan put down her needle and thread and went to the courtyard opposite the door.

The courtyard doors of both houses were wide open, and light came through the courtyards, weaving dark shadows on the silent pavement.

Shangguan Yan stood up and bowed slightly: "Lord Wang." ”

King Yan doesn't remember the past, but she vaguely feels that she is not a polite person to her husband, and the reason why this is so is that I am afraid that I have not seen her for many years.

King Yan's heart was sour, but his face was not obvious: "You are pregnant, so you don't need these etiquettes, sit down." ”

Shangguan Yan didn't sit down, according to the etiquette, she had to wait for King Yan to sit before sitting.

The King of Biyan has been waiting for her.

She thought about it and had to sit down first.

Yan Wang sat down on the stone bench opposite her, not the seat that Yu Wan had sat on, that seat was too close to her and was not suitable for the current identity of the two.

The two sat silently, neither of them speaking.

On the first side of the reunion, the two of them had too much inner impact, Shangguan Yan's emotions almost collapsed, and they couldn't speak properly, but now they have calmed down, but they don't know where to start.

I don't know how long it took.

"I'm sorry."

"I'm sorry."

The two of them spoke in unison.

Shangguan Yan hurriedly said: "It's me, I'm sorry for the prince, the prince didn't do anything wrong, Awan has already told me, the prince can't help himself, I complained to you on the way here, only to find out afterwards that I was wrong, the prince is the one who has the hardest life, if I ......"

The latter words, Shangguan Yan didn't say anything.

What is it?

If you are determined not to remarry, you will be so cheeky to enjoy Xiao Zhenting's dedication to Yan Jiuchao?

If she had known that he was still alive, she might have done so.

But he is "dead", and her heart is also dead, so what does it matter if she remarries or not? As long as she can keep her son alive, let him live as the only bloodline in the world, and let her do anything.

Shangguan Yan said guiltily: "He didn't force me, it's me...... I want to remarry. ”

King Yan nodded: "I know, you don't want to owe him, and you don't trust him like you trust me." ”

Shangguan Yan raised her head suddenly.

Yan Wang said: "In this world, only biological fathers will love their children unreservedly, and if he loves you one day, he will find an antidote for Cong'er one day, but you are just worried that he will suddenly not look for it, so you have to firmly tie his heart." ”

It was said lightly, but every word was like the tip of a knife piercing his heart.

What he didn't do, Xiao Zhenting did.

Yan Jiuchao is not his flesh and blood, but he has hurt him for so many years, and he is better than his own father.

"Is he good to you?" King Yan suppressed the bitterness in his heart and asked as usual.

Shangguan Yan nodded lightly: "Okay, it's good for Cong'er." ”

Not to mention Xiao Zhenting and King Yan, who is better to their mother and son, she didn't compare, and there is no need to compare, they are the most considerate and excellent men in the world, and the greatest luck in her life is to meet them.

"Cong'er he ......"

"The person he respects the most is still you."

Maybe he hasn't been touched by Xiao Zhenting, but his young heart also understands that Xiao Zhenting already has Shangguan Yan, and if he and Xiao Zhenting's father and son are filial, King Yan's life will only be endlessly lonely.

Shangguan Yan said: "He never told me that he found something strange in your coffin, he has always believed that you are still alive and has been waiting for you to come back." ”

What if he did? Will you wait for me too?

In the end, King Yan didn't ask, because it didn't make sense.

From the moment he became Nangong Yan's horse, they could never go back.

Let's go.

Shangguan Yan's hand slipped, and an embroidered bead fell to the ground.

Shangguan Yan was about to bend over to pick it up.

King Yan took a step ahead of her and picked up the beads on the ground.

Shangguan Yan is making clothes for the child in her belly, she has already done it for the little black egg, the size is a little smaller, and Yu Wan is helping her change the size.

Shangguan Yan stretched out her hand to take the beads.

"I'll come."

But it was King Yan who took the half-embroidered clothes in her hand.

With her fingertips, which were as slender as jade, she pinched the needle and thread, threaded it through the beads, and took a few more stitches according to her original stitches, and sewed the beads well.

Shangguan Yan remembered that when she was in the boudoir, she was always punished by her grandmother for being too poor in needlework.

Her needlework is really bad, and when she was pregnant with Yan Jiu, she insisted on making a small belly pocket for her son by herself, but she either embroidered the wrong pattern or pierced her hand.

In the end, he did it.

She still had the belly pocket, but he probably didn't remember it.

"Daughter-in-law!"

Xiao Zhenting strode in with two shiny roast geese, and happened to see Yan Wang cut a short thread and hand the clothes with sewn beads to Shangguan Yan's hand.

Shangguan Yan looked down and smiled knowingly: "The prince sews so well, better than me." ”

"Daughter-in-law." Xiao Zhenting said aggrievedly.

Shangguan Yan raised her head and smiled in surprise: "You're back." ”

The daughter-in-law wanted to eat roast goose in the middle of the night, he ran seven or eight streets, and finally bought the largest and most oily one, but when he came back, the daughter-in-law and Yan Wang sat in the yard talking and laughing, and he was sour.

King Yan glanced at the roast goose in Xiao Zhenting's hand, and understood that he ran out in the middle of the night to buy food for Shangguan Yan, King Yan looked at Shangguan Yan's bulging belly, looked away, got up and said, "It's not early, I'll go first." ”

Shangguan Yan put down her clothes, held the table, and got up to salute: "Congratulations to the prince." ”

King Yan looked at her inconvenient body, opened his mouth, and finally said nothing, turned around and went back to the house.

Shangguan Yan was hungry for a night of roast goose, and she was finally able to eat it, she ate two goose legs in one go, and scared herself.

Xiao Zhenting bought two, one for Shangguan Yan to eat, and the other for Yu Wan's house.

By the time he came over from Yu Wan, Shangguan Yan couldn't hold back the sleepiness of pregnancy and fell asleep.

Xiao Zhenting didn't rush to bed, he tiptoed to the dresser, opened the cabinet door, and took out Shangguan Yan's embroidered basket.

Isn't it just sewing beads?

He will too!

The first step is to thread the needle.

He picked up the needle with one bear paw, and the thread with the other.

I wear it.

I wear it.

I wear it, I wear it!

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