"Mother, where is my wooden sword?"
A small figure rushed in from outside the door. Her beautiful little face was wrinkled as she asked aggressively.
Xie Rong and Gu Ruyi had just gotten married yesterday, and the Duke Dingguo's Mansion had been entertaining guests until very late at night. When Xie Zhen returned, it was already late at night.
She woke up late in the morning, and as soon as she heard a serious voice, she opened her eyes and saw a big head buried in her chest. She pushed Yan Yu away in panic, gathered her lapels, and walked out of the inner room. Her cheeks were flushed red, and her watery eyes were moving. Even though she was already twenty-two years old, she was still as delicate and lovely as a teenage girl. She looked at the little boy at the door, squatted in front of him and asked, "What do you need a wooden sword for? Didn't I tell you that it would hurt people? "
This little boy was the five or six year old Yan Su. Although he was called Yan Su, it did not match his name at all. Of the two children, he was the one who was the most troublesome. If she couldn't keep an eye on him for a while, something would happen.
He didn't know why, but he just had to find his wooden sword. That wooden sword was a gift from Yan Yu when he was one year old. Once, when he was playing, he accidentally hurt Yan Jin, and from then on, Xie Zhen did not allow him to play anymore. Why was he suddenly looking for her now?
Yan Yu was extremely angry, his lips that were exactly the same as Yan Yu's pursed up, and said angrily: "That guy Yan Song is here again! He's pestering Ah Jin, I want to hit him and chase him away! "
When Xie Zhen heard this, she burst out laughing.
Yan Song was the first son of the current emperor, Yan Tao, and Empress Ling. He was one year younger than Yan Yan Jin, and was born with red lips and white teeth. Yan Song liked to pester the little sister Yan Jin, who was one year older than him, and followed behind Yan Jin like a little tail. This made Yan Jin very unhappy, as he always felt that his little sister was going to be snatched away. Therefore, every time Yan Song came to visit, he would act as if he was facing a great enemy.
This time, he didn't know what Yan Song did to anger him. He even took out his wooden sword!
Xie Zhen coaxed him, "Where are Jin and Song 'er?"
Yan Su pouted. "Flying a kite in the backyard."
"Why don't you go?"
He held his head high and puffed out his chest. "I'm an older brother. I don't play games with children!"
She really wanted to rub his head. "Since you don't want to play with them, why did you chase Cousin Song away?"
He stopped talking and stammered for a while before opening his arms and throwing himself into Xie Zhen's embrace. "He stole A 'Jin."
He and Yan Jin were twins. The two of them were born together, learned to speak together, learned to walk together, just like one person. He listened to his mother and left all the good things to his younger sister. His younger sister was his favorite girl. But one day, Yan Song suddenly appeared and listened to Ah Yan's every word. Of course he felt a sense of crisis. That was the little sister he had loved since he was young, why should he give her to someone else?
Therefore, he and Yan Song had always been at odds. So what if he was a prince? He beat him down like a wooden sword!
Xie Zhen smiled and said: "A 'Jin will always be your sister, no one else can take her away."
Was that true? Just as he was about to ask why, he raised his head and saw Yan Yu behind Xie Zhen, and immediately called out with a smile, "Father."
As soon as the word "Dad …" left his mouth, he paused. Because the expression on Yan Yu's face was not good, his face was long, and it was obvious that his desire was not satisfied.
Yan Su hugged Xie Zhen even tighter and asked in fear, "Daddy is angry?"
Xie Zhen said, "It's fine, don't worry about him."
Yan Yu pursed his lips. Being ignored by his wife, his resentment of not being able to eat his fill early in the morning became even more serious.
If it wasn't for the little guy Yan Su disturbing them, the two of them would have been able to stay together until the sun was high in the sky. In the past few years, Xie Zhen had become more and more plump, mainly on his chest and buttocks. His body, which had given birth to a child, was delicate and soft, and he loved it so much that he often ate it several times a night.
Yan Yu was now an idle prince, living a free life. He didn't even need to go to the imperial court for a few days, and every month, he would receive the imperial court's salary as usual. He had nothing to do all day, and all his extra energy was used to torment Xie Zhen. Xie Zhen complained incessantly. Sometimes, he was so angry that he couldn't get out of bed, and punished him to sleep in the study at night, while she hugged her son and daughter to sleep. Yan Yu had felt that ever since he had a child, Xie Zhen's mind was no longer with him. Seeing this, he became even more jealous, but he couldn't vent his anger on the children, so he could only silently hold it in in his heart, until his face turned black.
Yan Su blinked his big watery eyes, released Xie Zhen, stepped forward and grabbed the jade pendant on Yan Yu's waist, raised his head and said: "Father, don't be angry, I won't take the wooden sword."
Yan Yu bent down and picked him up, "You want the wooden sword?"
He nodded. "Daddy, will you give it to me?"
"What are you doing with the wooden sword?"
His face was resolute. "I want to duel with Yan Song!"
He dared to steal his sister, he didn't want to live anymore!
Yan Yu rubbed his head, looked at Xie Zhen who was opposite him, and then looked at Yan Su, "I'll give you two wooden swords, you guys go play in the backyard, and don't come back until the outcome is decided, okay?"
His eyes lit up. "Really?"
Yan Yu nodded, "Really."
On the other side, Xie Zhen disagreed, "They will be hurt! How can you teach a child like this? "
Seeing that Yan Yu had taught the child to the wet nurse, and had even taken out two wooden swords from the study and handed them to him, Xie Zhen immediately became angry, and shouted "Yan Su" and was about to chase after him. Yan Su carried the two wooden swords in his arms and ran very fast, leaving Xie Zhen behind in an instant.
Xie Zhen was so angry that he started to beat Yan Yu, "Hurry up and chase him back!"
Yan Yu finally managed to send the child away with great difficulty, and now that he was relaxed, no one disturbed him, "With the wet nurse here, nothing will happen."
Xie Zhen disagreed, "What if something happens? Who can say for sure. "
In the end, it was Xie Zhen who threatened to never let him get close to Yan Su again if he didn't get Yan Su back. In the end, he shamelessly pointed to his own face and said, "Kiss me."
Xie Zhen secretly scolded him for being crazy. How old was he to still like to play this kind of trick? She was unwilling, but she still tiptoed and pecked him on the cheek. "Are you done?"
He turned his head and pointed to the right side of his face, indicating that he wanted it here too.
Xie Zhen gritted her teeth and glared at him. This time, she kissed him fiercely and bit his face. Just as she was about to leave, he held her head and kissed her back deeply. Xie Zhen's face was red. In the end, she was not as thick-skinned as him, so she was too embarrassed to show her affection in broad daylight. "Hurry up and go!"
Although this kiss was not as good as eating her once, it was better than nothing. Yan Yu was satisfied. He kissed the top of her head and walked towards the backyard.
*
Beside the lotus pond in the backyard, Yan Su stood solemnly on a flat rock, waving his wooden sword, "Yan Song evildoer, let go of Ah Jin!"
The one wearing a pink and blue dress was Yan Jin. At a young age, her eyes were bright, and her pink lips were slightly raised. She was as beautiful as a jade doll that had walked out of a painting, exactly the same as when Xie Zhen was young. The one wearing the royal blue clothes was the current First Prince, Yan Song. He was a bit smaller than them tomorrow, but he stayed by Yan Jin's side and shook his head like a rattle drum, "No, I want to fly a kite with Cousin Ah Jin."
Yan Su was so angry that smoke was coming out of his head, "How old are you? There are so many palace maids accompanying you in the palace, why did you come to our house? "
Yan Song was a little wronged. He had just turned four this year, if he didn't fly a kite, would he play polo with him? It's not like he brought him along.
Yan Song pursed his lips, "The palace maids are not as good-looking as Cousin Ah Jin."
Yan Su rolled his eyes. Of course his sister was good-looking, but what did that have to do with him? "No matter what, you have to go back today!"
As he spoke, he threw a wooden sword in his hand to him, "Or we can duel. If you win, I'll let you stay."
The child grew up very quickly, and the difference in age was huge. Yan Su was half a head taller than Yan Song, and it was just right for him to hold the wooden sword, but it was a little big for Yan Song. He stared at the wooden sword for a while. In order not to be chased away, he could only stagger forward and pick up the wooden sword. He nodded solemnly, "Alright!"
As the core of the topic, Yan Jin was not interested in their topic at all. While the two of them were talking, she sat in the octagonal pavilion at the side and took out a book, reading it with relish. She had a completely different personality from Yan Su. Yan Su was very active, she was very quiet, and could even be said to be cold.
Xie Zhen had always been puzzled as to who exactly Yan Jin looked like. Neither she nor Yan Yu had this kind of personality, and after thinking for a long time, he finally remembered that it was actually Xie Rong who looked the most like him!
According to Madam Leng, Xie Rong was like this when he was young, quiet and steady, a man of few words.
However, Yan Jin was not always like this. She was cold to outsiders, but was very warm to her family, and especially liked Xie Zhen. Only when facing Xie Zhen would she sweetly call out "Mother", making Xie Zhen's heart melt.
When Yan Yu and Xie Zhen came over one after another, they just happened to see the three of them. Yan Jin and Yan Song were fighting by the side of the lotus pond, while Yan Jin sat at the side quietly reading a book. The servant maids could not stop them, but they were also afraid that they would hurt them. They were so anxious that they did not know what to do.
Now that the princess had arrived, it was as if she had found her savior. She said to the two little fellows, "Little prince, little prince, stop fighting. The princess is here!"
The two little fellows immediately stopped. Because Yan Su had retracted his hand too quickly, his body became unstable and he was about to fall into the lotus pond. Yan Yu hurriedly went forward to catch him, and scooped him up from the air. He frowned and warned: "This place is dangerous, you are not allowed to cause trouble here next time."
Xie Zhen quickly rushed over, and seeing that his son was fine, he heaved a sigh of relief.
Yan Su was bold and lively, he was not afraid at all. Instead, he wanted to continue: "Father, Father praised me, I won just now!"
Yan Yu glanced at him, "Yan Song is one year younger than you, what's so glorious about you winning?"
He was like a deflated balloon, deflating in an instant.
Fortunately, the two children were not injured, but their faces were covered in dirt. It was obvious that they had fallen quite a few times. Xie Zhen took out a handkerchief and wiped their faces, then asked Yan Song: "Song 'er, since you like Cousin Jin so much, why don't you be my son?"
Xie Zhen gave birth to two babies for the first time, but Yan Yu never dared to let her get pregnant again. When it came to a critical moment, he would also pull it out. Now that five years had passed, her body was almost fully recovered. She wanted to have another child, but she was afraid of pain, so she didn't tell Yan Yu about it. She could tell that Yan Yu also wanted another one, but he didn't want her to feel pain, so she was still hesitant.
She said those words just to tease Yan Song and see what kind of reaction he would have.
Who knew that before Yan Song could say anything, Yan Su disagreed first, "No, no! How could Mother want him? Mother and Jin are both mine! "
Yan Yu pinched his little face and corrected him: "Your mother is mine."
The father and son fought back and forth every day without end, and they didn't get tired of it.
Yan Song was shy by nature, and the only bold thing he did was to be Yan Jin's little tail. Hearing that, his face reddened, "Royal father said that I like Cousin Jin, so I can marry her as my wife in the future."
Yan Yu shouted from the side, "You wish!"
How old were these two children? Did they know what it meant to marry a wife? What did Yan Tao usually instill in him?
Xie Zhen didn't know whether to laugh or cry, he rubbed his head and stood up, not taking these words to heart.
In the octagonal pavilion, when Yan Jin saw his father and mother coming over, he put down his book and quickly pounced towards the two of them, smiling as he called out: "Mother, father!"
Xie Zhen caught her and smiled: "What are you so happy about?"
She arched in Xie Zhen's embrace, showing a rare little girl's coquettish attitude, "I dreamed of mother yesterday, and I missed you when I woke up this morning!"
Xie Zhen curiously asked, "What did you dream of mother?"
She said, "I dreamt that mother gave birth to another little brother, and didn't love me and my brother anymore."
Xie Zhen found it funny, and comforted her: "Even if you have a little brother, you and Yan Su are still father and mother's good treasures."
She quickly asked, "Really? Really?" She looked extremely cute, and Xie Zhen laughed as he nodded.
Not long after, a carriage arrived from the palace. The emperor and Empress Ling personally brought the little prince back to the palace. Yan Tao's foundation had gradually stabilized over the years. Every time he thought about what he had done to Yan Jin back then, he would feel guilty and was especially attentive to her. He would always choose gifts that she liked to give to her, causing outsiders to be extremely envious.
It was probably his idea to instigate Yan Song to marry Yan Jin … Yan Yu snorted coldly, his calculations were loud, he would not let him do as he pleased so easily.
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