Seeing that he was about to arrive in Yangzhou in the near future, Zhao Bingyu finally had a little bit of the strongest adhesive eyebrows - children. The book says that children are the bond of marriage, the best knot.

However, this point of eyebrows just came to the fore, and he was directly denied it, where did he make a child for Jin Jiaojiao alone, he couldn't give birth to one on the spot, right?

Unless adopted.

...... Yes, Zhao Bingyu patted his head, it is not okay to adopt, this is the fastest, most effective, safest and most labor-saving method, there is no one.

Zhao Bingyu quickly targeted Li Yiyao, who entrusted his little apprentice to him before he died, and it was reasonable to adopt him as an adopted son. If he is crowned an idle prince in the future, Li Yiyao will be the little prince, and he will live up to Li Qian's entrustment.

In order to adopt Li Yiyao, he also specially flipped through the yellow calendar and chose an auspicious day of the zodiac, just waiting for Jin Jiaojiao to nod, and their happy family of three was established.

With a mutual exploitation of the marriage contract and a child who is not related to either of them, I am afraid that the Great Rite Dynasty will think that this is an unbreakable family of three.

The well-planned thing still went wrong the day before he was ready to discuss it with Jin Jiaojiao, and his adopted son Li Yiyao disappeared, along with his master Chi Song.

Kong Qier lay on the soft gold silk quilt, staring at Zhao Bingyu innocently with big round eyes, and holding a letter in his little hand, on which the dragon flew and the phoenix danced with the four big characters of A Yu's own enlightenment.

With an ominous premonition, Zhao Bingyu took out the letter and opened it to check it, his expression changed from worried and anxious to shocked to angry and then relieved, and his mental journey was quite complicated and difficult.

"The old man was premeditated." He pinched Kong Qi'er's cute little nose and picked him up, "Little junior brother, our master doesn't want to abandon us."

"Oh, no, it's not a junior brother, Qi'er, you have been expelled from the division, and you can only follow me from now on, you know? Would you like Kir?"

Kong Qier, who is not yet three years old, does not know how to abandon, let alone expelle from the school, he only knows that these days on the ship have eaten well and slept well, and he is happy and happy, which is many times better than sleeping with the red pine wind meal before.

His favorite among these people is Zhao Bingyu, his arms are always powerful, stable and sweet, and his smile is warm and bright. Kong Qier smiled and hugged Zhao Bingyu's white and slender neck, and chirped at his face, which was enough to express his desire to follow Zhao Bingyu.

Zhao Bingyu casually wiped the saliva that Kong Qier rubbed on his cheeks, and his tone was disgusted and doting, "You kid, spit on your father's face, come, call Daddy to listen."

"Daddy, Daddy." Kong Qier is childish, his voice is milky, and he is indescribably soft and cute.

Zhao Bingyu's heart blossomed, it turned out that being called dad could have such a sense of accomplishment, which was much more pleasant than gambling.

"Baby son, let's go...... Daddy will take you to see your mother."

Chi Song took Li Yiyao to leave for Jinhuaguan in Zhejiang late at night, as early as when Li Qian entrusted Li Yiyao to Zhao Bingyu, he had already made up his mind to accept Yiyao as his closed disciple.

Yiyao has a talent for medicine, and he is the best heir to inherit his mantle. As for Kong Qi'er, Chi Song didn't plan to entrust him to Zhao Bingyu at first, but in the past few days, he found that his stupid apprentice was thinking about recognizing Li Yiyao as his adopted son, so he moved his mind to leave Kong Qi'er to him.

On the one hand, Kong Qier is too young, so he can get more detailed care by staying with Zhao Bingyu and Jin Jiaojiao, and secondly, he can also see that Qi'er's little cub likes his white-eyed wolf-like apprentice very much. Keeping him in such a house with fireworks is more conducive to his future growth.

As for Zhao Bingyu, His Royal Highness the Seven Princes, he first returned to Beijing without authorization to marry the daughter of a businessman, and then adopted a child of unknown origin as a concubine.

The road was chosen by himself, so let him finish it in one go.

In the autumn dew, the morning sun shines.

Jin Jiaojiao was sleeping soundly with the quilt covered, always feeling that someone was arching her legs at the other end of her feet, there was always a hearty snicker lingering in her ears, a faint fragrance on the side of her nose, and her eyes were itchy, as if someone was teasing and blowing on her eyelashes......

She reluctantly opened her eyes, and she saw a handsome smiling face as bright as stars, and the golden morning light hit the left side of his face through the small wooden window of the shipyard, which coincided with the face of Jin Jiaojiao in her sleep.

"Wife...... Morning." Zhao Bingyu put the newly picked pink moon season on the side of her pillow and greeted her with a gentle hello.

Jin Jiaojiao was stunned for three seconds, blinked her eyes to confirm that this was the real world outside her dream, and then her cheeks were smeared with two suspicious clouds, the color was only slightly lighter than the moon season next to her pillow, but she didn't know that in Zhao Bingyu's eyes, it was more delicate than the blooming moon season.

Zhao Bingyu frowned suspiciously, leaned down, his handsome face was covered from the oblique top, Jin Jiaojiao's pupils shook slightly, and for a while he didn't know whether to close his eyes or breathe first, and simply became a staring clay puppet statue that lost his breath.

She could feel that Zhao Bingyu seemed to be having an inexplicable trouble with her these days, and the proud Miss Jin first sorted out the reason for his anger in the twisted intestines,

— Nothing to do with her.

Naturally, he didn't condescend to ask his sweetheart what kind of moth he was making trouble again.

Although they lived in the same boat, they did not look up and looked down, but the time that really belonged to the two of them was very little, maybe at a certain corner of the wooden staircase, in a certain gust of river breeze on the side deck of the ship, in a distant moment when the starlight was shining in the sky. After the fire, they hadn't actually chatted alone and relaxed for a long time.

After the noble Miss Jin recognized her sincerity, it was difficult to face Zhao Bingyu easily.

Just like now, in the face of Zhao Bingyu, who was enthusiastic early in the morning and took the initiative to give him a hug, Jin Jiaojiao's brain was completely unable to keep up with the fast heartbeat, and she felt from the bottom of her heart that it was good that he was not angry.

So he kissed right away, what should she do? The most important thing at a critical moment is whether she opens her mouth or not?

After all, this is only the second time they have kissed, will it seem that she is not reserved and active if she opens her mouth?

But if you don't open your mouth...... In fact...... She wanted to open her mouth to let him in, but what was that wonderful feeling like in the book?

It would be best if he could be domineering and forced, so that Miss Jin's reserved and noble face could still hang high in the clouds and look down on all beings.

"Well...... my forehead isn't hot, why is my face so red?" Zhao Bingyu asked her with concern and thoughtfulness, "Is there anything uncomfortable?"

Of course her forehead is not hot, her face is hot, and she is going to be on fire!

Jin Jiaojiao longed to be a turtle and shrank into her shell, never to see him again.

Just now, Zhao Bingyu just thought she was sick, and pressed her forehead to test the temperature, Jin Jiaojiao was ashamed and angry, he didn't have long hands! Don't do anything misleading!

Jin Jiaojiao turned her head and said in a strange manner: "No, who let you into my room, disturbing people's dreams early in the morning, don't you want to sleep yourself?"

What's uncomfortable? She's not feeling anywhere right now! — The most uncomfortable in my heart!

Jin Jiaojiao just wanted to pull up the quilt and secretly pick up her face that almost fell to the ground, when she suddenly felt that there was an unknown object moving in the quilt, and a small bulge was propped up in the quilt, and the small bulge moved forward like a little mouse digging a hole in the ground, arching to the head of the quilt, revealing a fluffy black round head.

Kong Qier raised his head and breathed in the fresh air, and said to Jin Jiaojiao: "My mother is a little lazy worm, and she can't get up when the sun is drying her buttocks, so she is ashamed."

Mother?

Jin Jiaojiao was so shocked that she quickly sat up and looked around the room, there was no third person except the three of them. Who is this little milk bag called? Jia Ming? Isn't he a man?

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