Jiang Muyuan rushed back before dark.

As soon as he entered the gate of the Guogong Mansion, he was called to the study by Jiang Shiyu, not to mention watching his daughter-in-law hugging his son, Jiang Muyuan didn't even bother to greet the eldest princess.

The father and son closed the door of the study and said something serious with solemn expressions.

It's also a quick decision, just after the discussion, go to the backyard together, so as not to wait for the eldest princess for a long time.

Gu Yunjin took Brother You'er and Shou'an to wait in the eldest princess's room.

When their father and son came, the eldest princess directly asked Mama to set the table.

It is said to be a wind, but in fact it is simple.

My own family members don't pay attention to those who are false.

The eldest princess actually has a lot to say to her son, but thinking that the person is back, she is not in a hurry, and asks the two of them to warm up first.

She is not Jiang Shiyu's solid-eyed person, her son entered the door with the front foot and moved the study with the back foot, can't she change Ming'er?

I didn't see that at the dinner table, although he was eating quietly, Jiang Muyuan's eyes were glued to his daughter-in-law!

Slimy.

The slimy is also very good, and the eldest princess likes her son and daughter-in-law to be close to each other.

Whether it is a heavenly family or a flat-headed common people, in the final analysis, they are all living, and the days are long, and the honey will not be boring.

Therefore, after dinner, she did not leave anyone behind, and let them all disperse.

Brother Yu has been playing all afternoon, has just eaten milk, and is sleepy at this time.

Jiang Muyuan came to hug him, but he didn't struggle, his little butt sat on his father's arm, his head was lying on Jiang Muyuan's shoulder, and he slept sweetly.

The little baby was milky and milky, Jiang Muyuan held it in his arms, and his heart melted.

He was also reluctant to hand over Brother You'er to the nurse, he held his son with one hand and Gu Yunjin with the other, and the two walked back together.

Jiang Muyuan said with a smile: "The Queen Mother also said that Brother You doesn't recognize me, I'm afraid I won't give it a hug, isn't it a good hug?" ”

Gu Yunjin Waner.

The evening breeze in June was warm, accompanied by the fragrance of some summer flowers, and the lady next to him whispered to him about trivial matters at home......

It was only at this moment that Jiang Muyuan felt steady.

He really went home.

That's the atmosphere at home.

Back in the house, Brother You, who had just dozed off, suddenly woke up, stared at Jiang Muyuan with round eyes, and then the corners of his mouth drooped, and he was crying.

While crying, he waved his fist and looked to find Gu Yunjin.

Gu Yunjin hurriedly came over, held her son in her arms for a while, and looked at the little things that were pumping, she glanced at Jiang Muyuan funny: "It's a good hug?" ”

The cow, which had not been blown for a quarter of an hour, was pierced by the bastard's son.

Jiang Muyuan was angry and funny.

There's no way, whoever let him leave for so long, his son doesn't recognize him anymore.

The baby pimple is still so small, it is impossible to be fierce, so you can only coax it well.

Gu Yunjin wiped his son's face and asked softly, "Who is this?" ”

Brother You'er buried most of his face in his mother's arms, and after being coaxed for a while, he gave him a face, and turned his head to look at Jiang Muyuan for a while.

The father and son had big eyes on each other, and Brother You suddenly began to scream "Aunt Niangniang".

Jiang Muyuan laughed, held his son's small palm, and said, "It's called 'Daddy'." ”

Brother You refused, he only picked the ones he was willing to call, the more Jiang Muyuan asked him to call him "Daddy", the more he refused, except for "Aunt Niangniang", even "Nana", "crying" and the like came out.

Jiang Muyuan heard Gu Yunjin mention in the letter, Na Na is a grandmother, crying is an aunt, and the little baby is slurred, so it's fun to call people.

My brother is one year old, and the eldest princess said, don't worry about twisting his pronunciation, wait for him to be older, and it will be fine.

Of course, the time when it was so funny is gone.

It's a pity and a nostalgia for someone who is called Daddy.

Jiang Muyuan teased for two quarters of an hour, harvested half of the saliva given to him by his son, and barely heard a "Daddy", and was very happy.

When the nurse took Brother You back to rest, Jiang Muyuan didn't come back to his senses, and was still tasting the taste.

His heart was full of joy, and he was so happy that he didn't want to let go when he hugged Gu Yunjin.

If you don't have such a good daughter-in-law, where can you have such a good son?

It's just a pity that he fought in the north and south this year, did not accompany his wife and children, and the little relationship he raised with his own stinky boy when he was pregnant in October was all gone.

The situation is unstable, and although I have dealt with the trip to Nanling in the imperial study today, I will have to mention it again sooner or later with the temper of the saint.

If he can push it, he will naturally push it, and if he can't push it, he has to do it.

What he can do now is to take advantage of his time in Beijing to spend as much time as possible with his family.

Holding Gu Yunjin's waist, Jiang Muyuan sighed and said, "I want to 'wrong' you, and I will be the wife of the prince for a few more years." ”

When Gu Yunjin heard this, he was slightly stunned, and when he reacted, he said strangely: "Didn't you inherit the knighthood in the previous life for twenty-eight years?" It's only been twenty-three years. ”

"In the previous life, it was inherited after the pacification of Shudi." After Jiang Muyuan finished speaking, he thought about it and explained it in detail.

There were similarities between the situation then and today, but there were also many differences.

The Shu War, which lasted for several years, almost dragged down the treasury, and in some already poor places, the people lived a difficult life, and when the imperial court conquered Shu, there was already turmoil.

Laying down the land of Shu, it is natural that there will be few rewards for meritorious deeds.

But what can the Holy Lord reward Ningguo Mansion?

Jiang Shiyu discussed with Jiang Muyuan, and before the saint opened his mouth to reward gold and silver, let his son inherit the title, which was also considered to be promoted and rewarded.

At that time, it was not that he did not take into account the will of the saint, but at that time, Sun Rui's status was transcendent, and the relationship between his uncle and nephew and cousin was stable, so there was one step less consideration.

The situation in this life is turbid, and the Ningguo Mansion will naturally not open that mouth.

What's more, the saint just said that he owed Jiang Muyuan a reward, and when they mentioned this matter again, it seemed as if they were against the saint.

At present, it is still "stable", and it should not change.

Gu Yunjin said "It's a pity" on her lips, she looked like a "treacherous villain", and the husband and wife were so happy to sing, but they all knew in their hearts that what she liked, admired, and attached to was Jiang Muyuan, and it didn't matter what Mrs. Shizi or Mrs. Guogong was.

When I fall asleep at night, there can be such a person by my side, hearing his gentle breathing and heavy heartbeat, down-to-earth and reassuring, and when the day dawns, I can see him again when I open my eyes, and my eyes meet my eyes, and I don't need to say a word, I can be sweet to my heart.

Compared with heavy titles, such a day and night life makes people's hearts miss it.

Gu Yunjin pillowed Jiang Muyuan's arm and smiled, and was about to say something when he heard the sound of Brother You'er crying from the side room.

She burst out laughing, poked Jiang Muyuan's chest with her finger, and said happily: "My son told you to get up, and you cry every day, which is better than the Western bell Turin." ”

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