Chapter 3: I Don't Have a Father! I was born to my mother

Wen Jin returned to Wutong Courtyard, and the courtyard was quiet.

Her heart tightened, "Wen Yu? ”

Inside and outside the house, how can there be the shadow of a leather monkey?

"Running around again! Watch me catch you and don't beat you in the ass! ”

Wen Jin hurriedly went out and looked for the leather monkey.

Wen Yu is only five years old, and he is a lively and lively age.

The lively thing of marrying a marriage in the palace, he saw it for the first time in his life, and he drilled wherever it was lively.

Wen Yu's small body lay outside the door, sucking in saliva.

"Crystal elbow, steamed crab, lotus duck, fried ...... snails"

Wen Yu relied on his small size and flexibility, and sneaked into the house and went straight to the food table full of delicacies.

"Ouch, my feet!" The woman exclaimed.

A big hand grabbed Wen Yu's back collar.

Wen Yu was lifted up, his feet still kicking in the air, "My elbow, my crab, my roast duck, my fish ......"

"Whose kid is so ignorant of the rules?!" Concubine Song Shiyu was furious.

It was so easy for her to marry into the Huaiwang Mansion, who knew that everything would not go well on the first day!

This expensive and beautiful phoenix crown was first splashed with water by Wen Jin.

Now this kid has stepped on a dirty footprint!

"What about your parents? Who brought you here? Song Shiyu reprimanded angrily.

Xiao Yuchen, who was carrying Wen Yu, looked at this pink and tender ball, and his heart was soft for no reason.

This kid is really good-looking, with a flawless white jade face, soft and soft, a pair of black grape-like eyes, smart and energetic.

A cute little nose, a small mouth as red as a cherry, and a little pointed tiger teeth......

"Ho ......"

That little tiger tooth bit his hand!

Xiao Yuchen let go of his hand and almost let him run.

"Don't be afraid, this king won't beat you. Tell me, what about your family? ”

Xiao Yuchen's voice slowed down, and the gloomy mood just now seemed to have improved.

It's amazing that he never liked children...... But the child in front of him made him feel pity.

"I'm telling you, will you just let me go?" Wen Yu tilted his head and bit his fingers.

"Can't let him go! This child must have lacked discipline if he was so rude. The Son does not teach the Father's fault! Tell his dad to apologize! ”

Song Shiyu's face was gloomy, and she was unlucky to get home!

Wen Yu glared at her.

"Hey, how dare you stare at me?"

The little guy said fiercely: "I don't have a father!" I was born to my mother! ”

When Xiao Yuchen heard this, he couldn't help but feel a pain in his heart.

When Wen Jin came over, he saw Wen Yu and Xiao Yuchen staring at each other, and the side concubine on the side was angry.

"Hiss......"

Wen Jin hid aside and gasped, "The son I worked so hard to raise can't be taken away by him!" ”

Wen Jin looked around and took out a few round beads from his pocket.

"Chirp-"

She whistles violently and punches beads with her slingshot.

"There are assassins!"

Song Shiyu and the maid, who were hit by the beads, screamed.

There was a panic in the house, "Protect the prince!" ”

Wen Yu heard A-Niang's whistle, and the loaches came out of the house.

Wen Jin pulled him up and ran, thinking that he was running slowly, so he simply carried him on his shoulders and ran all the way back to Wutong Courtyard.

"It's dangerous!" Wen Jin patted his chest.

"A-Niang is afraid of them? I'm not afraid! ”

A five-year-old kid with a "I'm a man" look.

Wen Jin glanced at him, "Do you want that woman in a wedding dress to be your stepmother?" If you want, you can run to the front yard! ”

Wen Yu's face was solemn, "I don't want a stepmother, I just want a mother!" That woman is bad! ”

Wen Jin hurriedly squatted down to check on him, "She hit you?" ”

"No...... But she laughed at me for not having a father. ”

Looking at his son's puffing little face, Wen Jin couldn't cry or laugh, "If you don't, you won't have ......."

"I've punished her! Let her talk nonsense next time! Wen Yu put his little hand behind his back and raised his little face, "Hmph!" ”

"How did you punish it?"

"My new medicine, let her try the effect!"

"Wen Yu !!"

"She messed with my ...... first"

……

In the Tinglan Courtyard, red candles are flickering.

The delicate bride sat on the edge of the bed and took off her red wedding dress.

"Lord Wang~"

Song Shiyu was calling angrily, and suddenly her face was distorted, "It's so itchy......"

She couldn't help but scratch her body.

Xiao Yuchen stepped forward to control her hand and lifted her underwear.

"Ho!" He was slightly startled.

I saw that the white skin was densely covered with red rashes, and the scalp was numb.