In the blink of an eye, the New Year is approaching.

For more than a year, the government is still in charge of Feng Duhan, but that person has been empty.

Xia Xiaomo quietly left the palace on the fourth day after announcing the edict of abdication, and did not take any of the things in the palace with him when he left, just like when he came, quietly.

The courtiers were really panicked about this for a while, but they saw that the state affairs and government affairs were in order, so gradually, the hearts of the ministers also settled down.

Ye Zhiwei put down the fold in front of her, moved her sore neck, the snow fell outside the window, and the charcoal pot in the house was burning, but her mind had flown to the distant Cold Sand City.

There, Xia Xiaomo can do what she likes to do under the protection of King Kangle.

According to the design of the modern greenhouse, she drew a sketch and asked Xia Xiaomo to take it to the north, thinking that in the near future, fresh vegetables and fruits can be eaten in the north.

Kang Lok Wang attaches great importance to this, so she is not worried about Xia Xiaomo's safety.

"Mother!" Mo Nian poked her head in from the door in a big red jacket, her little face flushed, and Xiaolian followed closely behind her, for fear that she would fall.

Ye Zhiwei waved her hand to Xiaolian, "You don't have to follow so closely, she knows it in her heart." ”

Xiaolian had already become a relative to Xiaoliu in the spring, and she could no longer stay by Ye Zhiwei's side to serve closely, so she became Mo Nian's housekeeper mother.

Mo Nian ran over and lay on Ye Zhiwei's lap, "Where's Daddy?" Although she was a few months younger than Ling Wanyan, she spoke much earlier, and her small mouth chirped non-stop from waking up.

Ye Zhiwei turned her head to look at the heavy snow outside the window, "It should be soon." "It's almost the Chinese New Year, and there are more things to deal with in the palace.

"Daddy...... Fireworks......" Mo Nian shouted excitedly.

Ye Zhiwei knew that Feng Duhan privately promised her to bring fireworks out of the palace, but she didn't expect this girl to really remember it.

Mo Nian climbed onto Ye Zhiwei's shoulder, and Ye Zhiwei's body was stumbled by her fall.

Xiaolian just wanted to step forward to stop her, but suddenly heard a cold voice from the door: "Your mother is weak, how can she withstand your little thing, don't come down quickly!" ”

Mo Nian heard the voice, jumped down from Ye Zhiwei's body, and opened his little hand to rush towards the wind twilight at the door.

Feng Duhan untied the strap of the cloak and hugged Mo Nian with only one hand.

"Cool!" Mo Nian put his hands on Feng Duhan's face.

Feng Duhan smiled faintly, hugged her daughter and came to Ye Zhiwei, looked at the music on the table, frowned slightly, "Another whole day?" ”

Ye Zhiwei stretched, "No way, now those ministers are very cunning, and they are all secretly staring at your mistakes, how can I rest assured." ”

Feng Duhan sat down across from her, picked up a book of musicals, glanced at it, and snorted coldly: "They all want to shirk their responsibilities, it seems that this king is going to clean up some idle duties." ”

Mo Nian sat obediently on Feng Duhan's lap, curiously looking at the music in his father's hand.

Ye Zhiwei showed him a few folds that she couldn't make up her mind, and she glanced at them at dusk, and with a wave of her pen, she refuted them all.

Ye Zhiwei snickered, "You're not afraid of being called a wolf's ambition?" ”

What Feng Duhan just rejected was the courtier's request to summon the king back to Beijing.

"What are you afraid of?" Feng Duhan didn't raise his head, and waved his pen to approve several other folds, "Even if this seat is not seated by the husband, no one dares to beat it." ”

Now inside and outside the court, almost all the generals are biased towards the side of the wind and twilight, and those old ministers who can only use their pens have no choice but to keep on the table, stating the importance of the royal bloodline, and moving the first emperor out to press him.

After dealing with the excerpts, Feng Duhan directly asked Chuan Ming to come in and take it away, and send it back to the various ministries of the DPRK and the Central Committee tomorrow.

A family of three was talking, and a dark shadow suddenly flashed outside the door.

Ye Zhiwei immediately stopped.

"What?" Wind Twilight said in a deep voice.

The black shadow outside the door knelt on the ground, "Someone in the court has fornicated with His Royal Highness." ”

Ye Zhiwei knew that the person outside the door was Feng Duhan's secret guard, and she was afraid that Mo Nian would disturb Feng Duhan, so she wanted to take her off Feng Duhan's body.

Who thought that Feng Duhan not only didn't let go of Mo Nian, but also pulled her into his arms.

"What's going on with the King?" Feng Duhan took her in his arms, and his big hands rubbed uncontrollably in places that Mo Nian couldn't see.

"It seems that the British king does not plan to return to Beijing." Outside the door, he secretly said, "According to the observation of his subordinates, His Royal Highness has often gone to the temple recently to listen to the scriptures and participate in meditation, and sometimes he will live in the temple for a while. ”

"Got it, as long as there's no movement on his side, just keep staring."

"Yes." The dark shadow outside the door quietly disappeared.

Ye Zhiwei was a little surprised, "I thought he would come back." ”

Feng Duhan's big hand reached under her shirt and pinched her ass fiercely, Ye Zhiwei was in pain, "Oops".

"Are you still looking forward to his return?" Wind Twilight reprimanded.

Ye Zhiwei pursed her mouth aggrievedly, "I'm just talking about it...... He is now the only legitimate prince, and I remember that he used to want to get the throne very much. ”

"This time and that time." Feng Du said coldly, "He owed you in his previous life, and in this life, the throne has nothing to do with him." ”

"What about you?" Ye Zhiwei suddenly looked at him and said, "I also owe you ...... in my previous life."

"You don't owe anyone anything." Feng Duhan interrupted her words, and there was an inexplicable desolation in her tone, "It's because my husband owes you, so I want to love you and spoil you in this life......" He stared deeply at the woman in front of him, even though he was a human being in two lives, his feelings for her never diminished a point.

"Someone!" He suddenly called Xiaolian in a hoarse voice, "Take the young lady out." ”

The atmosphere in the house was slightly abnormal, Xiaolian was already a wife, and she immediately noticed it, stepped forward to pick up the little girl who was in the way, and went out of the house.

Ye Zhiwei blinked her dark eyes, and she felt the aura of danger coming to her face.

"You...... What do you want to do? "The current Regent's Mansion is not as good as before, and the courtyard is full of subordinates.

"Bear another son for your husband?" Twilight leaned over and kissed her behind her ear, sliding down her neck, leaving a trail of peach-colored marks.

"It's still early, someone will come in......," Ye Zhiwei said.

"You can rest assured, no one dares to come in." Twilight grabbed her waist and untied her clothes before she could retreat into the bedroom.

Ye Zhiwei couldn't help but feel embarrassed, "I haven't cleaned up yet." She reminded in an embarrassed whisper.

"I'll wash it after a while, and I won't dislike it for my husband." Feng Duhan seemed to be particularly impatient today, and before he even took off his clothes, he directly pressed her down on the cushion next to the table......

Outside, the people standing under the porch heard the noise in the house, and they all retreated into the courtyard.

Xiaolian hugged Mo Nian and was about to leave the hospital, when she suddenly saw Mo Nian waving her little hand and shouting, "Look, brother!" ”

Xiaolian looked around, but didn't see any children, just when Mo Nian was talking nonsense, she coaxed her to Ling Yu's yard to find Ling Duyan to play.