As a loyal fan of Mr. De and Mr. Sai, even if he has personally experienced such an unbelievable thing, it cannot change Gao Cheng's firm belief in materialism.

No matter how much subjective initiative is brought into play, we must also respect the objective laws of things.

It was precisely because of this realization that after being squeezed by retaliation for four consecutive days, the depressed little Gao Wang decisively coaxed.

Even if he promised Er Zhu Ying'e that she would go back to her courtyard as soon as the rain and dew were wet, she couldn't take care of it at this time.

Gao Cheng ordered someone to go back to the house to spread the word, he was going to work all night in Shangshu Province today, and he would not return to the Bohai Palace.

It doesn't matter if Shangshu Province has a precedent of working all night, Gao Cheng wants to squat in Shangshutai, and no one dares to pick it up.

At dusk, a group of Shangshu Provincial officials saw that Gao Cheng was not leaving, and they did not dare to go down as usual.

Gao Cheng also found out about this situation, but he just wanted to hide from the female relatives in the family, and he really had no other meaning.

found an excuse to explain the situation to Li Yuanzhong and Gao Longzhi, who came to ask for instructions, and let the officials return home as usual.

Even Gao Jishi was sent home to rest after arranging for the guards to be on duty for the night.

As the night deepened, Gao Cheng found a place to sleep and was ready to rest for the night.

When it was silent, there were footsteps outside from far and near.

The door was pushed open, and the evening breeze poured in, shaking the dim candlelight.

Gao Cheng looked at Erzhu Ying'e who walked in, and her face turned pale.

"I'm already busy, why don't you want to go back to the house, and I want to sleep here?"

Erzhu Ying'e frowned with disgust.

"It's late, and when I go home, I'm worried that it will disturb their rest."

Low Cheng said with a smile.

Gao Cheng Ying'e believed my nonsense, and instructed the servants to put the clay pots, bowls and spoons they brought one by one under the table table, screened in front of the insiders, and said:

"I really thought that the concubine knew what her husband was worried about, the sisters worked hard for a young man, and there was a bit of a degree in those days, how could the husband be afraid of you like a tiger and a wolf."

Saying that, Yu Xinying'e couldn't help but blush, and remembered the absurdity of this night.

At that time, the sisters only cared about their own slow life, asking for moderation, from night to dawn, there was no rest.

also took into account that for seven days in a row, low Cheng could bear it.

Low Cheng argued:

"Cheng He is deliberately evasive, but he is worried about his energy, and he can serve His Majesty the emperor well."

"The complexion is so bad, and I'm still teasing the concubine."

Gao Cheng Ying'e glanced at Cheng Cheng, uncovered the pottery cover, the cold air rose, and a rich aroma hit her nose.

"Chicken soup?"

When Low Cheng smelled the smell, he felt very unappetizing.

Yu Xinying'e smiled gently:

"The old hen that was specially slaughtered in the kitchen is also equipped with old ginseng."

Low Cheng hesitated:

"It's an old hen again, and it's an old ginseng, I'm afraid that it will be made up."

"My husband is just tired for a while, and he is weak in his body."

As she spoke, Gao Cheng Ying'e took a bowl, sat on the edge of the couch, scooped a spoonful and fed it to Low Cheng.

In the mouth of the chicken soup, the taste buds were very satisfied, and Low Cheng smiled and exclaimed:

"It smells so good!"

When Gao Cheng Ying'e heard this, she said with a little pride:

"That's the heat that the concubine personally watched for her husband."

Low Cheng said gratefully:

"The emperor has no heart in front of him, and he will not be pregnant in the future, and Shangguan will also cook chicken soup for His Royal Highness."

"The husband is determined to be in the sky, what kind of effort does he have to cook."

said so under his mouth, but the anger outside his eyes was a little hidden, and even the sugar content outside the blood was a little lower.

A clay pot of chicken soup was served bowl after bowl, and then the previous spoonful after spoonful was fed to the low-level Xiaolang.

Stroking his propped stomach, he said with emotion:

"Not having the kind of virtuous man who is as considerate of his subordinates as His Royal Highness, it is really Xiao Wei's blessing."

Gao Cheng Ying'e put the bowl on the bowl and said a little charmingly:

"Husband, you are willing to go back to your house to rest with such a virtuous person."

Eating people with a soft mouth and taking people with short hands, how could Low Cheng at that time say anything that agreed, it was because I thought about it again.

"Since the emperor inspected Shangshutai, why should he let Shangguan serve here."

Low Cheng smiled, got up and picked up Gao Cheng Ying'e, and you exclaimed with a smile.

In Shangshu Province, where the general consul is in power, the chat game between the emperor and the little general before the emperor of Xiao Wei is re-narrating.

When it was still dawn, Yu Xinying'e got out of her sleeping low arms, got dressed and kissed me on my side, and left in a hurry.

Before low Cheng woke up, he found that he saw the trace of the person next to the pillow, and he knew that you were worried that you would be seen staying in Shangshu Province overnight, so he delayed going back.

And Yu Xinying'e, who returned to the house, also specially assigned a servant man to come over to groom for Low Cheng.

Looking at the appearance in the bronze mirror, he said sadly:

"You're so haggard when you've been hurt by men."

I made up my mind to:

"From today onwards, the weak body is healthy!"

Low Cheng is ready to pick a day of rest and take the family to the outskirts of the city to hunt for spring.

Before the busy day, Low Cheng did not return to the mansion immediately, but went to the Qinghe Mansion under the escort of the guards.

Eleven-year-old Yuan Zhonghua was still raised by Low Cheng in the Qinghe Palace, and when he was old, Low Cheng would definitely take his wife home.

You're too big, just like Li Zu'e.

Maybe it's because of the guilt in his heart, Low Cheng, who has been living slowly with the side rooms for several days, decided to compensate his wife and take you to the spring for a visit.

Entering the Qinghe Palace, the guards are always away, even when they go to Yu Xincheng's boudoir to talk to you, the house is full of guards on duty.

Because of the low Cheng is big heart, although the old man was sent away in the name of violent death, but in the end it was the quilt that I ordered Hu Luguang to use.

"In two days, when you are resting, if Zhonghua wants to go hunting with you?"

Yuan Zhonghua's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he suppressed the excitement in his heart and said:

"The concubine is subject to her husband's arrangement."

Low Cheng rubbed Yuan Zhonghua's head dotingly, and said with a smile:

"Ready at home, waiting for you to pick him up."

Hearing that he was going to pick you up, Yuan Zhonghua couldn't help but ask:

"When will the husband take the concubine back to the Bohai Palace."

In Yuan Zhonghua's opinion, at his age, he couldn't accompany Low Cheng when he came.

But Low Cheng still promised:

"Wait a few more years, when he grows up, you will stay together for a long time."

Yuan Zhonghua flattened his mouth, although he was depressed, he still nodded and agreed.

Low Cheng noticed the change in your mood, and thought that he had left his wife at her parents' house for seven years, which was an act of caring or asking, and he felt a little guilty.

Low Cheng boasted:

"Zhonghua doesn't have anything to want, even if I mention it to you."

Yu Xincheng shook his head:

"The concubine is short of food and clothing, if the husband is not hearted, can he let the little brother leave the palace together during the spring, and the concubine will never see her brother again."

Low Cheng vaguely Yuan Zhonghua meant, maybe he didn't miss his brother, but it should be less because your mother usually explains how much you let you see good words for Yuan Shan in front of you.

I hope that in the future, even if Yuan Shanjian takes the position, he can save my life.

Low Cheng didn't get angry because of this, and he was sure that his eleven-year-old wife was not a hot-blooded and affectionate animal, which would make me like it.

Looking at his wife with an expectant face, Low Cheng agreed to come up, of course, the escort for the Son of Heaven must be arranged by himself.

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