Ye Zhen looked at the three children in the pool. She forgot some of the fear of those things in the pugilistic world. She held Mo Rongzhan's hand and whispered, "Let's soak in the hot spring tonight."
Mo Rongzhan withdrew his gaze from Ming Xi's body and looked at Ye Zhen meaningfully. "Good."
"Father, father …" Ming Yu found that Mo Rongzhan had also come and shouted excitedly in the water.
"Be careful." Mo Rongzhan looked at her with a smile. This daughter was really like Ye Zhen in every way. No wonder Ye Yiqing used to hold Yao Yao in the palm of his hand.
Ming Yu swam over. "Father, you come down too."
Mo Rongzhan smiled. "Father has something to do. When we return to the capital, father will take you to Chengde Villa."
When it came to Chengde Villa, he turned to look at Ye Zhen. Seeing that she had no reaction, he was relieved.
She used to be so unhappy in Chengde Villa. Although it had been a few years, he didn't know if she still had a grudge in her heart.
"Well, it's almost time. Everyone should get up." Ye Zhen estimated the time it would take them to go into the water. Children should not spend too much time in the hot spring, or they would collapse after a while.
When Ming Xi and Yan Xiaoliu heard Ye Zhen's words, they both came out of the pool. They were all wearing a pair of trousers, which were already wet. They were taken to the back to change clothes by the servants.
"Mother, I want to swim again." Ming Yu refused to get up in the water and acted coquettishly to Ye Zhen.
"No, you have been swimming in the water for a long time." Ye Zhen said seriously. "Get up. When we return to the capital, I will let you swim again."
Ming Yu looked at Mo Rongzhan pitifully, trying to get support from him.
Mo Rongzhan smiled. "Your mother is right. Look at your little hands, they are already wrinkled. If you continue to swim, it will not be beautiful."
These words made Ming Yu afraid. She looked at her hands and found them wrinkled. She immediately swam to the other side and was carried by Hong Ying to change clothes.
"How did you have time to come here?" Ye Zhen took Mo Rongzhan's hand. He seemed to have something to do just now. Didn't he call Tang Zhen to discuss something?
The side of the pool was filled with water, so it was inevitable that her feet would slip if she walked barefoot. Mo Rongzhan carried her up, walked to the soft couch at the side, and wiped her feet dry. "I've already instructed them. Do you want to come here to soak in the hot spring tonight?"
"Yeah, don't you want to come?" Ye Zhen asked.
Mo Rongzhan smirked. "Is it convenient for you?"
"…" Ye Zhen was stunned. She forgot that her period was coming. Of course, she couldn't soak in the hot spring.
"Let's wait until we return to the capital," Mo Rongzhan said with a smile.
Ye Rou glared at him coquettishly and let him help her put on her shoes.
"What did you ask Tang Zhen to do?" Ye Zhen asked curiously, her white and tender feet pressed against his chest. "It's so warm."
Mo Rongzhan grabbed her foot, his rough fingers caressing her instep as he said in a low voice, "We sent him to Wudang."
That was to let Tang Zhen investigate the matter in Jianghu? Ye Zhen was a little worried. "Will it be dangerous?"
"Given the current situation, there must be danger." Mo Rongzhan kissed her instep. "Don't worry, Tang Zhen grew up in Wudang. He knows what to do."
Mo Rongzhan had always been prepared to let Tang Zhen investigate this matter. Ye Zhen no longer said anything. Seeing that he hadn't put on her shoes yet, she retracted her foot. "It's itchy, don't scratch me."
Mo Rongzhan laughed and put on her shoes. "It's time for Ming Yu's nap. You take her to sleep. I'll take Mingxi to practice."
"Didn't he just practice this morning? How old is Mingxi? Don't let him work too hard. "Ye Zhen frowned.
"It won't be long. I'll let him take a nap, okay?" Mo Rongzhan coaxed softly in her ear. "You only care about your son. Why don't you care about me?"
"Why don't I care about you?" Ye Zhen asked with a pout.
Mo Rongzhan lowered his head and kissed her. He hooked her little tongue into his mouth and sucked. His voice was hoarse. "How much?"
Ye Zhen knew that she couldn't push him away. Anyway, she was used to it. She leaned softly in his arms and endured his kiss. When he stopped, she was almost out of breath. Two red clouds floated on her cheeks. Seeing the desire in his eyes, she hurriedly reminded him, "The child is coming out."
"Mmm." Mo Rongzhan hugged her tightly as if to embed her in his body. "I'll make you feel bad tonight."
Before Ye Zhen could speak, the sound of thumping footsteps was heard. Ming Yu, who had been dressed neatly, ran out with her short legs. Because she had soaked in the hot spring, her white, jade-like face was pink and tender, making people want to take a bite out of it.
Mingxi and Yan Xiaoliu came out slowly behind her.
"Sleepy? Mother will accompany you to take a nap." Ye Zhen rubbed Ming Yu's little face and couldn't help but kiss her a few times.
"Okay." Ming Yu hugged Ye Zhen. "Mother, hug me."
Mo Rongzhan frowned. "Ming Yu, your mother can't carry you. Let Eunuch Fu carry you back."
Ye Zhen just wanted to say that she could carry him, but when she looked up, she saw Mo Rongzhan's frowning expression. He was worried that she would force herself too much.
"I'll hold mother's hand." Ming Yu didn't want to be carried by Eunuch Fu, and her little hand held Ye Zhen's hand tightly.
"I'll take Ming Yu back first." Ye Zhen smiled.
Mo Rongzhan looked down at his son and said to Yan Xiaoliu, "Today, Marquis Jingning taught you swordsmanship. Go and practice well. When you arrive in the capital, I will find you a master to teach you martial arts."
Yan Xiaoliu's face lit up with joy. "Thank you, Your Majesty."
Only Mo Rongzhan and Ming Xi were left.
"Father, what should I do?" Ming Xi looked at Mo Rongzhan doubtfully. Why did he feel that his father wanted to keep him alone?
Mo Rongzhan squatted down and looked at Ming Xi face to face. "Ming Xi, when you were in China, did anyone teach you martial arts?"
"No." Ming Xi shook his head. He didn't quite remember what happened in China.
When he was in China, Ming Xi was only two years old. No one would teach a two-year-old child martial arts.
Mo Rongzhan took Ming Xi's hand and injected a trace of internal force into his meridians. He stared at Ming Xi's reaction, afraid that Ming Xi would feel uncomfortable. However, the child didn't seem to feel uncomfortable. Instead, he looked at him with a puzzled face.
His internal force swam towards Ming Xi's meridians. Suddenly, a strong resistance bounced him away. His eyes changed and he let go of Ming Xi's hand.
"Father, what's wrong?" Ming Xi saw his father's expression suddenly change. He didn't know what happened to the garlic seedlings.
Mo Rongzhan looked at his hand doubtfully, and then looked at Ming Xi. "You … Do you feel uncomfortable anywhere?"
Ming Xi shook his head blankly. "No."
"Then it's okay, it's okay." Mo Rongzhan whispered.
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(Nine-headed Bird Academy)
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