A candle like the moon shone bright and soft light on the head of the bed.
Yang Fan leaned over the bed and looked at it with awe. In front of him was a big round meatball. The meatball would occasionally move slightly, sometimes to the left, sometimes to the left. Every time it moved, Yang Fan's face would show surprise, curiosity, happiness, and joy.
Xiao Man was lying on the bed with a soft cushion behind her. There was a sweet smile on her face as she gently stroked her belly. She was afraid to block her Langjun's sight, so she only gently stroked the edge of her belly.
"What's the little guy doing inside?"
Yang Fan asked curiously. At this time, Yang Fan was not a righteous Jianghu ranger, nor was he a powerful minister of the court. He was grinning from ear to ear, and his words were full of childishness.
Xiao Man slightly frowned and guessed, "I feel … the little guy is gently tapping with his fingers, one by one, like a chick pecking an eggshell. Ouch … "
"What's wrong?"
Yang Fan became nervous, but Xiao Man giggled, "This kid, kicked me!"
As she laughed, her belly trembled, and the little fellow in her belly seemed to be excited, punching and kicking here and there. Yang Fan gently placed his hand on Butchie's belly, feeling the little fellow's powerful punches and kicks. He first beamed with joy, then said nervously, "The little fellow is making a lot of noise tonight. Do you want to find a doctor to take a look?"
Xiao Man didn't care and said, "No need. When you were not here a few days ago, the little guy was even more noisy than now. I think I'm about to give birth. Don't worry, Auntie has already invited a doctor and a midwife to the house. If something happens here, they will come at any time. "
Only then did Yang Fan feel relieved. He turned around and took a bowl of supper from the small table. It was a bowl of red date and chestnut porridge, and the rice used for the porridge was Lucheng rice. The rice was as green as white jade, and the porridge was like milk, shiny and fragrant. Yang Fan adjusted the porridge with a spoon and said to Xiao Man, "It's not hot anymore. Here, have some."
Xiao Man put down her clothes to cover her belly, got up and took the bowl of porridge from Yang Fan, and ate the porridge bit by bit. Since she was pregnant, Xiao Man's appetite had become amazing. Her appetite was at least twice as big as before. Yang Fan naturally wanted her to eat more.
Yang Fan happily watched as Xiao Man finished the small bowl of porridge. He took the small bowl with a smile and handed a wet towel to her to wipe her mouth. Xiao Man's meticulous consideration made her heart sweet.
After eating supper, the two of them sat on the bed and whispered for a while. A third of the red candle on the bedside had burned out. Xiao Man yawned. Seeing that she was tired, Yang Fan immediately said softly, "It's getting late, you should rest!"
"Okay!"
Xiao Man, who was nestled in his arms, rubbed her head against his chin like a lazy cat.
Yang Fan helped her to sleep carefully, and put a small cushion under her calf. Her calf was a little swollen because of pregnancy, so she had to put a small cushion under her calf when she slept. This was the method that Aunt Pei told Yang Fan. Otherwise, this young man, who was about to become a father, wouldn't know these things.
"Okay, have a good rest!"
Yang Fan gently kissed Xiao Man's smooth forehead and gently put down the curtain. Through the thin curtain, he saw Xiao Man looking at him with a sweet smile.
Yang Fan gently blew out the candle and walked out of the door. Outside the door was the side room. Two middle-aged maids were sitting in the side room. As soon as they saw him come out, they quickly stood up and respectfully sent him off. Aunt Pei was worried that the young maids were sleepy, so she specially sent two middle-aged maids who were vigilant and had given birth to children to take care of Xiao Man's daily life.
"Thank you for your trouble!"
As usual, Yang Fan politely greeted the two of them. Then, he passed through the side room and walked outside.
The pregnant woman had a big belly, so she often had to sleep on her side. The husband was also young, so he couldn't sleep well. It was bad to bump and bump. So, according to Aunt Pei's instructions, Yang Fan was deprived of the right to sleep with his wife. But, as long as it was beneficial to his wife and child, Yang Fan would naturally carry it out. He didn't dare to go against it in the slightest.
Yang Fan walked out of Xiao Man's room, but he didn't immediately go back to rest.
Pacing around the deep autumn pond, stepping on the frosty moonlight, Yang Fan held his hands behind his back and his mind gradually calmed down.
It was the Dugu family's doing to instigate the southern barbarian leaders to interfere with the officials stationed there. How could the Dugu family not pay attention to every move in the capital? At the same time that Young Master Jiang received the news, the Dugu family also received the news. Soon after, Yang Fan also received the news.
Although the official who passed the decree had yet to arrive, Yang Fan already knew that he was about to go to the Ministry of Personnel and take over this hot potato from the Empress's hands. He already had a plan on how to resolve this matter, but he was still lacking the most important thing: Shandong's aristocratic families' compromise!
Make contact with the Guanlong Corporation?
The Dugu family was originally a member of the Guanlong Corporation. They knew better than anyone that the Guanlong Corporation's decline was already a foregone conclusion. Unless the Guanlong Corporation was on its last breath and still had a certain amount of influence in the military, they would immediately cause chaos in the world and a seventy-two rebellious emperors. Only then would they have a place to use their skills. Otherwise, no one would be able to reverse their decline.
Furthermore, Yang Fan had been maintaining a close relationship with the Succession Hall's Hidden Sect, which meant that he was maintaining a close relationship with the aristocratic clans of Shandong. He couldn't possibly abandon this powerful ally and form an alliance with a group that was destined to decline.
During Li Taigong's birthday banquet, he had ridiculed the aristocratic descendants with the goal of winning the admiration of the martial Guanlong Corporation. If Zheng Yu, Cui Ye, Wang Siyuan, and the others hadn't initiated the provocation, Yang Fan would have found another opportunity.
Including the information that he was about to become a key figure in the allocation of the southern border's official vacancies to the various aristocratic families of the Guanlong Corporation. All of this was planned by Dugu Yu and him.
Attracting the Guanlong Corporation's recruitment was to exert pressure on Shandong's aristocratic families. Exerting pressure on Shandong's aristocratic families was the ultimate goal of combining with Shandong's aristocratic families.
Refuting the aristocratic descendants of Shandong's aristocratic families and winning the admiration of the martial Guanlong Aristocratic Families was still the goal of Shandong's aristocratic families. Such a small conflict would never be placed in the eyes of those experienced and profit-oriented elders of Shandong's aristocratic families. It wouldn't result in an irreconcilable conflict. Yang Fan had always paid attention to this sense of propriety.
At present, whether it was the Guanlong Corporation or the aristocratic families of Shandong, they all knew that the opportunity in the southern border that they coveted was largely dependent on Yang Fan. However, the Guanlong Corporation had only sent some juniors who didn't have the face to make friends with him. From this, one could see how slow they were in politics, how short-sighted they were, and how lacking they were in courage.
As for the fact that Shandong's aristocratic families hadn't taken any action yet, in Yang Fan's opinion, it was actually a good thing. During Li Taigong's birthday banquet, he had already met with the leading figures of the various aristocratic families and made his attitude clear. Shandong's aristocratic families really didn't need to send some juniors who couldn't make decisions to make friends with him. Shandong's aristocratic families either didn't show up, or when they did, they had already decided to compromise with him.
It was a closely linked plan, without too much scheming or calculation. It was completely based on taking advantage of the situation, changing the entire environment and conditions, forcing the other party to make such a choice. When they made such a choice, they would only think that it was the objective situation that led to such a result, and they wouldn't realize that someone was manipulating it.
However, Yang Fan had always thought that this ingenious method, which was like cooking a small fish, was designed by Dugu Yu, who was known for his "meticulous planning". He had never thought that it was Miss Ning Ke, who looked so delicate and delicate that she would sweat every time she took a few steps.
Yang Fan raised his head with his hands clasped behind his back. Looking at the bright moon on the horizon, he secretly calculated in his heart, "The imperial court's edict will arrive soon. How will Shandong's aristocratic families decide?"
What he didn't know was that because of this matter, the aristocratic families of Shandong were now in frequent contact with each other, but they still couldn't come up with a plan that could satisfy all parties. Those old men were so anxious that they were about to slam the table and curse.
The path beside the pool rustled. Hearing the sound, Yang Fan looked over and happened to see a beautiful figure slowly walking over.
A trace of a smile appeared on the corner of Yang Fan's mouth. He stepped forward to greet her. "Are you having a sword fight with Miss Gongsun again?"
"She simply takes pleasure in torturing me!"
A Nu looked angry. As soon as she saw Yang Fan, she complained to her man. "She bullied me like this. Why didn't you help me? Teach her a good lesson and let her know that there is always someone better than her. You don't know how hateful it is when she triumphs over me every time! "
A Nu originally didn't want to compete with Gongsun Lanzhi again. But she couldn't resist her repeated begging. As a result, it was inevitable that she would be tormented.
Yang Fan laughed and said, "She is a woman. It's not fair to win. Besides, she knows that your swordsmanship is not as good as hers. She forced you to fight again and again to force me to support you. I just don't fight with her. If I don't fulfill her wish, I will win even if I lose. "
"Win my ass!"
A Nu pouted coquettishly. She raised her leg and stepped on his foot. "Do you feel proud that I am bullied by her?"
"Not really …"
Of course, A Nu didn't feel any pain when she stepped on him. She just wanted to act coquettishly in front of her man. So Yang Fan didn't dodge. He just opened his arms and gently hugged her. He said with a smile, "I just like it!"
A Nu was furious. She stared at him and said, "Like? You like me being bullied? "
Yang Fan held her shoulders and said softly, "I like you complaining to me. I like you looking for me to support you. I like you acting like a little girl!"
A Nu pushed him with her elbow. She didn't listen to his sweet words. She demanded in a domineering manner, "Don't! You help me defeat her. Help me vent my anger. Otherwise, don't touch me in the future! "
"Really? What will happen if I touch you? "
Yang Fan pretended to be a pervert. He lifted her delicate chin in a flirtatious manner. Her innocent, charming, and cute little face was completely presented in front of him. The moonlight covered her pretty face with a layer of gauze. Her facial features were slightly hazy. But her eyes were as bright as the stars.
Yang Fan's vision was filled with her soft and charming eyes. He couldn't help but feel his heart flutter. He slowly leaned down. A Nu's face was slightly red. Her pigeon-like chest rose and fell slightly. Her plump lips opened and closed slightly. Her pair of bright and beautiful eyes shyly closed.
In front of Miss Gongsun's long sword, she was defeated. In front of Yang Fan's intimacy, she was simply a captive and female slave.
The pond rippled slightly. A few birds suddenly broke through the surface of the water.
Yang Fan's lips were only an inch away from A Nu's cherry lips when she suddenly pushed them away.
Yang Fan was surprised. "Is the female slave going to rebel tonight?"
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