"I'm fine."

Meng Zhiyi shook his head lightly at the winter solstice, and also stopped Xuehua from calling Lang Zhong over.

The auspicious time is coming soon, and it is time to start Xiao Aqi's week.

Meng Zhiyi must be present.

Dong Solstice also knew Meng Zhiyi's concerns, and looked at him very worriedly.

"It's okay."

Meng Zhiyi patted the hand of the winter solstice and went to the banquet again. Chinese Net

Dong Solstice was a step behind, looked at the snowflakes beside him, and asked softly, "Lady Fangcai, did you see someone?"

In fact, at today's banquet, there is one more thing that Dong Solstice is worried about.

Snowflake nodded.

"Just now, Mrs. Shizi saw the son of the Zhou family, as well as Mrs. Xiao Zhou."

Dong Zhi's face immediately sank.

As soon as she thought of Zhou Yongheng, she couldn't help but start trembling.

No wonder she looked at the big lady's face wrong.

"You should follow the Lady of the Prince's side and never leave an inch."

"Yes, Sister Winter Solstice."

There are other things to be busy with on the winter solstice, and I can't always follow Meng Zhiyi's side.

The feast proceeded as usual, and the auspicious time was approaching.

Meng Zhiyi hugged Xiao Aci in his arms, and these ladies in the backyard also followed their footsteps to the Zhou Ceremony that had been set up a long time ago.

There were already a lot of knick-knacks on the red cloth on the table. All of them are for Xiao Aci.

Lu Nanfeng also brought guests over.

The eyes of the husband and wife glanced at each other in mid-air, and Lu Nanfeng keenly noticed that Meng Zhiyi's face was wrong.

Thinking of a possibility, Lu Nanfeng's face couldn't help but turn cold.

But with so many pairs of eyes around him, he didn't have much to say.

Lu Nanfeng quietly looked for Zhou Yongheng's figure in the crowd, and sure enough, he saw that he was hiding behind the crowd, looking at Meng Zhiyi in the crowd with a pair of eyes.

And beside him, there was another eye, which was also looking at Zhou Yongheng.

As soon as the housekeeper sang in harmony, Meng Zhiyi gently put Xiao Aci on the ground.

"Son, today is your first birthday, you have to go to the front and grab one of your favorite things. You're going to have to see it clearly."

Meng Zhiyi whispered in Xiao Aci's ear.

The people around couldn't help but ask curiously.

"Xiao Shizi shouldn't be able to walk yet, right?"

"I guess I can talk, right?"

"It's better for boys to be able to walk first and then to talk."

"Guess what this little man will catch?"

Everybody's talking.

Meng Zhiyi whispered in Xiao Aci's ear, so he bent down to support his two arms and slowly approached the table in front of him.

The table was a little high, Meng Zhiyi picked up Xiao Aci again, and directly sat him on the table.

"It's on, it's on."

"I guess Xiao Shizi must catch that red cherry spear."

"No, no, no, such a big child should be able to grasp the food."

Everyone's eyes looked at Xiao Aci, who was sitting at the table.

And Xiao Ah Ci also looked at the gadgets in front of him.

Meng Zhiyi stood aside and looked at the little guy a little nervously.

Although I can't see anything by catching Zhou Li, it can be regarded as a beautiful sustenance.

Meng Zhiyi looked at the books over there.

She hopes that Xiao Aci can study more, and the best thing is to inherit the mantle of Lu Nanfeng in the future.

Both civil and military.

But so be!

Lu Nanfeng's martial arts are strong, and it would be good if he just inherited his father's martial arts.

Meng Zhiyi was thinking in his heart, only to see Xiao Aci reaching out to get the red cherry gun.

It's really a red cherry gun!

Meng Zhiyi was a little happy.

But seeing that his little hand was about to fall on the red cherry spear, who knew that he moved his little hand again and fell on the abacus on the side.

Meng Zhiyi was stunned for a moment.

It's nice to have the acupoint caught.

In the future, I will be able to inherit the mantle of the Meng family, and it will be very powerful to earn a little more silver in business.

Who knew that Xiao Aci just touched the abacus, and stretched out his hand to the front again.

This time, the target is books.

This is also what Meng Zhiyi wants.

But Xiao Aci suddenly brushed the book aside, supported the desktop with both arms, climbed forward again, and grabbed the brush in his hand.

After grabbing the brush, he put it in his hand and looked at it, then held the brush tightly and waved it in the air.

It looks very satisfied, very happy.

"Xiao Shizi grabbed the brush, it seems that he will be a literati in the future."

"Not bad, not bad. It's also great that I will be able to write articles in the future."

"The brush is good, the meaning of the brush is more."

Everyone had a good time discussing it.

And after Xiao Aci caught the brush, he wanted to find Meng Zhiyi in the crowd, and stretched out his hands to Meng Zhiyi, hoping that Meng Zhiyi could take him away.

"Son, grab it again."

According to the rules, he can catch it three times.

Meng Zhiyi grabbed Xiao Aci's hand and pointed to the things in front of him.

"Grab it again!"

When Xiao Aci heard Meng Zhiyi's words, he turned his head to look at the little things in front of him.

This time, the little guy actually grabbed a jade wrench.

Another abacus was caught.

After doing it, he really didn't want it anymore, and stretched out his hand to Meng Zhiyi to pick him up.

Meng Zhiyi held him in his arms.

This little guy is still using the pen to circle the jade wrench and abacus in the middle of the pen barrel, playing there.

This little guy has found something that is quite fun.

Lu Nanfeng walked to Meng Zhiyi's side.

"There's something wrong with your face. Give him to the bride and hold him!"

Meng Zhiyi nodded.

Xiao Aci was hugged by Xingniang to play aside, and Meng Mingyue in the crowd hurriedly followed.

Meng Zhiyi beckoned to the other people at the banquet, and soon, everyone began to eat lunch.

After eating, they formed groups to talk and laugh on the side, and some played games such as drumming and passing flowers.

It wasn't until after dinner that the garden was completely quiet.

Meng Zhiyi was already tired and couldn't kick his feet.

She lay on the recliner and made up for sleep.

When I slept in a daze, I felt a warm power on my forehead.

When he squinted his eyes and opened them, he saw Lu Nanfeng sitting in front of him, who was holding a towel in his hand to wipe Meng Zhiyi's cheeks, as well as her palm.

Meng Zhiyi smelled a strong aroma of wine.

Lu Nanfeng should have drunk a lot of wine today.

"Have you asked someone to make you sobering soup?" Meng Zhiyi sat up on the recliner.

Lu Nanfeng nodded, "It's boiled, I already drank it just now, did it wake you up?"

Meng Zhiyi shook his head, feeling a little groggy in his head, which should be the reason for not resting well.

She just wanted to lie down here and rest, but she didn't expect to sleep so soundly.

"Hurry up and get some rest!"

"Let's rest together! I'll wipe it for you, and you won't have to get up."

Meng Zhiyi lay back on the recliner and watched Lu Nanfeng wipe her palms with his head down.

"Little one, are you asleep?"

"Asleep. Today there are a lot of people and it is noisy. I guess he's tired by now, too." Lu Nanfeng whispered

Answered.

Meng Zhiyi leaned on the recliner and looked at Lu Nanfeng, his eyes drooping a brown shadow, feeling that he had some unusual aura.

"Are you upset?" Meng Zhiyi asked.

"Hmm." Lu Nanfeng actually answered.

Meng Zhiyi didn't ask Lu Nanfeng why he was unhappy.

Because she's already guessed it, too.

Although some things are not what she wants.

But since it has happened. The harm that comes is inevitable.

Meng Zhiyi was a little worried that Lu Nanfeng would not believe her.

So after hesitating for a long time, she didn't say another word.

Lu Nanfeng only wiped her palm very carefully, and then handed the towel out.

Lu Nanfeng silently carried Meng Zhiyi back to the bed.

Meng Zhiyi let Lu Nanfeng untie her robe and stuffed herself into the quilt.

Lu Nanfeng then also lay in.

Meng Zhiyi took the initiative to get into his arms and hugged his slender waist.

His cheeks arched over his chest, a little groggy.

Sleepiness hits, and I want to sleep again.

Lu Nanfeng patted her shoulder gently, "You said that you would tell me the results of Lang Zhong's viewing at night."

"Uh-huh......

Meng Zhiyi was really a little sleepy.

At this time, listening to Lu Nanfeng's words, he still didn't react.

"What is it? Is there anything else that makes you feel uncomfortable?" Lu Nanfeng asked again.

Hearing that Meng Zhiyi didn't move, Lu Nanfeng glanced down at her, then reached out and pinched her cheek.

Meng Zhiyi was awakened, opened his eyes, and looked at Lu Nanfeng with some confusion.

Seeing her confused appearance, Lu Nanfeng couldn't help but chuckle.

Holding her cheek, a deepened kiss.

Lu Nan's style was extraordinarily forceful, and the airtight immeasurable confined her in his arms.

"Looks like I'm really tired!"

It took a long time for Lu Nanfeng to let Meng Zhiyi go. The fingertips rubbed gently against the corners of her lips.

"Yes, I'm sleepy and tired, I don't feel like my hands and feet are mine."

"Then you can rest together!"

Meng Zhiyi suddenly sat up and looked at Lu Nanfeng very seriously.

"There's one more thing I haven't told you."

"What's that?"

"It was this morning that Lang Zhong checked my pulse and said that I was feeling a little unwell."

As soon as Lu Nanfeng heard Meng Zhiyi say this, he immediately became nervous, "Can you open a prescription? What's wrong?"

"Lang Zhong didn't open it."

"Why didn't it open?"

Lu Nanfeng also sat up, "I'll ask Xuanyi to go and ask Chen Pojiao to come over and show you again."

Meng Zhiyi took Lu Nanfeng's hand and stuffed his hand into his palm.

Lu Nanfeng's palm was very hot, just like his whole person.

"No, there's no need to prescribe those prescriptions."

Lu Nanfeng frowned, looked at Meng Zhiyi suspiciously, and waited for her to give an answer.

Meng Zhi couldn't help but chuckle when he looked nervous.

Meng Zhiyi took Lu Nanfeng's hand and let his palm gently cover his stomach.

"How do you feel when you touch it?"

"It's a little cold, I'll warm you up."

Meng Zhiyi asked again, "Do you have any other feelings?"

"More meat." Lu Nanfeng thought for a while and said.