"I didn't take Zai Hua Tuo's elixir."

In the surprised gaze of Mrs. Ning Hou, Ning Changting told him about the knife wound on Cha Jiu's back after he met the mountain bandits in Cheng'en Temple.

Mrs. Ninghou had mixed feelings in her heart: "So your childless disease is not good at all, Rui'er was born because Yanshu is also a fertile physique?" ”

Her heart was inevitably disappointed.

After all, Ning Changting's illness came from the mother's womb, and Mrs. Ning Hou had been very guilty for many years.

She also thought that Zai Hua Tuo's elixir had restored her son to normal, and the deficit of the year had been made up.

Unexpectedly, it was still empty and happy.

When the old lady heard about this, she was very sober.

"Su Yun, you can't get one for two to be a man. In the past, we only wanted the Changting to be safe and the Hou Mansion to be smooth, but now that the Hou Mansion is full of glory and Rui'er was born, what are you not satisfied with? ”

Mrs. Ninghou listened to it and gradually figured it out.

What does it matter if the disease of no heirs can be cured? God gave the wild goose book to the Changting and Rui'er to the Hou Mansion, and the blessings of the Jingyuan Hou Mansion did not decrease, but the days passed better and better.

Thinking about this clearly, Mrs. Ninghou no longer mentioned the matter of taking a concubine, but treated Cha Jiu better and better.

But as long as there were people who persuaded her to take a concubine for Ning Changting, she firmly refused and did not think about it.

From the time the whole thing happened to the end, Ning Changting didn't make Cha Jiu embarrassed.

The system couldn't help but sigh: "I thought you were going to have a mother-in-law and daughter-in-law battle with Mrs. Ninghou for three hundred rounds." ”

Cha Jiu was meaningful: "Wake up, the only person who can really solve the problem of mother-in-law and daughter-in-law can only be the community of interests between them, men." ”

Fortunately, Ning Changting has always done a good job in this regard.

The next year, Cha Jiu became pregnant again and gave birth to a lovely baby girl.

According to the last agreement, Ning Changting named her Ning Chunrui.

When Wen Po handed the child to Ning Changting, he was still at a loss and didn't know what posture to use to hold her.

Later, Cha Jiu sneered: "Aren't you usually good at hugging Rui'er?" Why did you panic when you hugged your daughter? ”

Ning Changting said: "How is this the same? My daughter is delicate, and I'm afraid that it hurts to hold Rui'er. ”

Cha Jiu couldn't cry or laugh, and said that he must be a daughter slave in the future.

Sure enough, it became a prophecy.

When Rui'er grew up, she liked to dance and play with swords, and was obsessed with the study of military books, and Jingyuan Hou was happy to see it.

Taking advantage of the scarcity of wars at the border, he simply returned to live in the Hou Mansion and taught Rui'er what he had learned all his life, wanting to train another famous general of the Hou Mansion.

And Chunrui is more like Ning Changting.

Cool and calm, smart and wise, he likes poetry and books more than playing.

On weekdays, Ning Changting is at home, and the two fathers and daughters can stay in the Qingfeng Yuan study for a day, painting and reading books, which is very comfortable.

Ning Changting doted on her very much.

The prince proposed to let Chunrui go to the study with him to accompany the grandson to study.

Everyone in the Hou Mansion was unwilling, but because Chunrui wanted to go by herself, Ning Changting still agreed.

Cha Jiu was a little worried that she would be bullied.

After all, the princes and county lords in the study are all notoriously naughty, and they specialize in playing tricks on their companions.

Ning Changting comforted her: "It's okay, Chunrui has admired the talent of a scholar for a long time, since she wants to listen, let her go." The prince will arrange for someone to take care of one or two in secret. ”

Cha Jiu was surprised, he didn't expect Ning Changting and the prince to have such a friendship.

In fact, both the crown prince and the crown princess like Chun Rui very much.

So is Taisun.

The idea of reading with this companion was also quietly proposed by the grandson and his parents.

Today is Chunrui's first day in the palace to accompany her, and when the grandson went out, he was specially told by the crown princess.

"Sister Chunrui entered the palace alone, you have to take good care of her, don't let people bully her, do you know?"

Taisun slapped his little chest loudly: "Don't worry, mother, I will definitely not let anyone get close to Sister Chunrui." ”

Sister Chunrui is his alone.

Only then did the crown princess let him go satisfied.

When the grandson came to the upper study, he found that Chunrui had already arrived.

She sat quietly at her desk, her back straight, methodically tidying up the mess on the table, and wiping the poured ink with a handkerchief.

Surrounded by a mess of princes and county lords, and their dog-legged companions.

As soon as Taisun saw it, he knew that they were bullying Chunrui.

Damn it.

King Kang's son didn't know whether he was alive or dead, and he was about to draw Chunrui's face with a brush stained with ink.

With a "snap", a book flew over and smashed on the wrist of King Kang, and the brush changed direction and confused himself.

"Who smashed this life-" King Kang's arrogance was completely wilted the moment he saw his grandson.

It turned out to be a grandson.

That's fine.

Taisun glanced at him coldly, and directly took all Chunrui's things to the side of his seat in the first row.

"You sit here, His Highness will protect you well in the future."

Taisun raised his chin and spoke in a very domineering tone.

But Chunrui looked up at him, and saw that the tips of his ears were slightly red.

She knew that this was a sign of shyness, because her father often had red ears when facing her mother.

When the scholar was in class, Chunrui listened with relish, but she always felt a beam of eyes staring at her in a daze.

But when she turned her head, the grandson stared at the other place as if nothing had happened.

"Your Highness, listen carefully." Chun Rui's small face is upright, and he reminds in a low voice.

The grandson who was caught blushing again and listened to the lecture honestly.

When school was over, the grandson was very sullen.

Chunrui is still seriously packing up her things, and she doesn't give him any extra glances.

"Do you feel that His Highness is unlearned and mediocre like everyone else?" Taisun said suddenly.

Chunrui was stunned: "Who said that, Your Highness?" ”

Taisun stiffened: "It's them." ”

For example, the prince of King Kang, they all feel that they are not worthy of the position and are difficult to be qualified for the position of grandson.

Chun Rui tilted her head and directly expressed her confusion: "My father said that no matter what the king is, as long as a courtier abides by his duty and assists with all his heart. It is their sin for others to beak His Highness, so why should His Highness be worried about this? ”

Taisun's eyes gradually lit up: "You didn't look down on His Highness?" ”

Chunrui did not hide her innocence: "Of course! I still want to take the female champion exam in the future and assist Your Highness! ”

The conversation between the two children reached the ears of the crown prince and the crown princess through the secret guard, making them cry and laugh.

"The door style of the Marquis of Jingyuan's Mansion is really good." The prince sighed, "He is worthy of being a child of Changting." ”

In the evening, Cha Jiu came to the palace to pick up Chun Rui and went home.

When the carriage passed by the lively street, Cha Jiu looked through the window and seemed to see a familiar figure selecting red cloth in the ready-to-wear shop.

Shen Qisu?

Cha Jiu wanted to see more clearly, but a carriage came from the opposite side, completely blocking his vision.

The outcome is unknown.

"I'm going to make a wedding dress for this red cloth, can it be cheaper?"

In the garment shop, Shen Qisu bargained with the boss.

The boss pursed his lips and said disdainfully: "If you don't have money, don't pick good cloth, there are cheap ones over there, you go over there to pick them." ”

Shen Qisu looked embarrassed.

A hand reached out from the side, dropping a worn-out money bag, and then she heard the familiar voice sound: "I paid for her." ”

Shen Qisu stiffened, and his back was cold.

She turned her head slowly, and when she saw the person clearly, the expression on her face instantly became frightened.