She had a difficult pregnancy, poor memory, limited energy, and rarely saw Ou Yanzhe during this time, so the matter was delayed. Just as she remembered, she told him.

Ou Yanzhe said casually: "Don't worry." After marriage, the conversation between the two was mainly in French, and he unexpectedly came up with a sentence, which was correct and round, and it sounded unclear. Lan Qingchuan looked at him with a calm and cold expression, and turned his head to look at Joey.

The old housekeeper smiled at her: "Madame doesn't know yet, it is the young master's birthday in half a month." ”

"That's right." Lan Qingchuan was stunned, but when he saw Ou Yanzhe's jaw line closed, his expression was very light: "It's not a big deal, just the gift pile is there." Since I was an adult, I haven't had a birthday. After that, his eyes softened again, looked at her bulging belly, and said with a smile: "It's for it in the future." ”

Lan Qingchuan sighed, the atmosphere was different, she looked at Ou Yanzhe's side face again, the sculpture-like cold and graceful, touched the bulging belly for a while, she said casually, "That's also going to pass." When you come back on your birthday, we'll help you get there. ”

Ou Yanzhe's eyes flickered, and his heart seemed to be gently warmed.

"Say it again." In contrast to his apparently softened countenance, no one cared what he said.

"Besides, isn't it almost there? Let's get ready first. You have a lot of things to do, and we'll live at home. Do you have any more requirements? ”

"It's good to have you."

"......" Lan Qingchuan was gagged.

Steward Joy smiled slightly.

At the roundtable meeting of Mata Palace the next day, Ou Yanzhe rarely smiled a little. Even when I met with the Duke of York, the smile did not fade. This smile added another burden to the Duke of York's heart, and he once guessed that Ou Yanzhe was bound to win the military department and had everything under control, so he was worried. After the whole meeting, his eyes were gray, and his beard didn't shake a few times.

How could a good player like Ou Yanzhe, who is accustomed to playing tricks on people's hearts, not see the different faces of the attendees.

After the meeting, Centwa kept him as usual, and as soon as he spoke, he got straight to the point.

"Yancy, over there at the military headquarters, you tell me your thoughts carefully."

Ideas, to put it mildly, can only be broken first and then established. But since ancient times, this road has not been so easy.

Centva was so busy defending her royal power that she couldn't calm down and think too much, she wanted to focus on removing obstacles, just as she had been succeeded and crowned. But she forgot that the reason why she was able to sit in this position so smoothly and effectively was largely due to the blessing and protection of the large wave of forces around Queen Margaret. And now, Centva doesn't trust the power of Shesiddon, or even wary. For the close ministers of the previous generation, the most direct interests were not opened to them. The exception to this is Longerak, who has always been blue-eyed. For this, Ou Yanzhe had to pay attention. In this seemingly most glorious position, if you are not careful, you will become the target of public criticism. Since the last time the Rose Castle was banned, he had seen that the queen and him, seemingly close, actually used each other. It was a dangerous, but coveted position, and he could sit on it, because there was no second person with the same skill as him.

Centva's vigorous and resolute approach to reform is bound to offend a large number of people and harm the interests of this group of people, including the original group of close ministers and the old ministers of the previous generation. The military department has rectified, and the forces of these people are intertwined. Ou Yanzhe is on top of this abyss. If the balance is not good, it will bear the brunt and be swallowed by the abyss.