Ling Jingxuan Sikong is a man after all, although he is also the master of the post-house, but it is somewhat inappropriate to stay in the backyard, and they don’t want to follow A group of women groaned and took advantage of the right opportunity. The two decisively bid farewell to the Princess of the Great Princess and left with their children. They waited in the garden in the back yard of the front yard to take away the little buns, and even Yan Shangqing followed them. Going together, Ling Jingxuan was helpless, and did not want to go to the front hall to deal with the old foxes in the court, and simply went to the Weiyuan Houfu with Sikong.

Compared with the vast and luxurious land, the Prince of the Kings and the Huajun Palace, the front yard of Weiyuan Houfu seems to be more masculine, with straight sycamores everywhere, no flowers, flowers and plants, but this is not the case. Does not affect its luxury, each pavilion has a unique rockery and trees surrounded by a connection, even in the cold winter, the scenery does not appear depressed, but it does not have a flavor.

“Is it impulsive just now?”

The big cold day walk is much more comfortable than sitting in the gazebo. During the walk, Sikong suddenly frowned. Ling Jingxuan, holding the child, turned his head and looked at him. The lips were lightly hooked: "Impression is impulsive, you will not Tell me you regret it now?"

Along the way, there will always be guests who are like the parks or busy interspersed people. They both deliberately lowered their voices, but the tone of Ling Jingxuan’s tone is not reduced.

"I don't regret it, you know that my temper is not good. It is reasonable to say that today, even if there is such a big thing, I should not have a general knowledge of that woman, but?"

As soon as she heard her say, all the reason disappeared in an instant, and the only thought in her mind was to guard his friends.

"Oh... It doesn't matter if it's really big, it's absolutely impossible for us to be unlucky. It's just that I don't want to stir up the birthday of the emperor's aunt. This only makes them, don't think about it, the past is too More will only destroy the mood."

Ling Jingxuan smiled and vacated his hand and patted him on the shoulder. The little corps in his arms didn’t know when he opened his eyes again. He was looking at them curiously with his big eyes. The two small hands clenched into fists, and from time to time Arched small buttocks, trying to get their attention, fat little face fat as if there are two pieces of white tender meat hanging on the face, for the little baby, it is quite cute, if any adult fat, How can people be disgusted?

"I know, can that woman?? You let her go like this? Losing her is the royal princess, she really lost her face."

Also born in the royal family, Sikong is clearer than anyone else. The first thing that the royal son knows afterwards is how to maintain the royal honor. The public humiliation of the imperial concubine like the scorpion is absolutely not allowed in the Western royal family. Even if there are really unresolved grievances, they will directly slash their knives and will not move to the table. They will be born in the royal family. When they are born, they will be more honorable than others. But at the same time, it is their life to protect the dignity of the royal family. The responsibility of shirking, although he decided to marry Yan Xiaohua as the emperor, he was in default. However, this does not mean that he has no idea of ​​protecting the dignity of the royal family after he has no father and mother. He can only say that At that time, he was too young, and he was spoiled by his father and mother. The two brothers grew up in love. They only had love and love, but ignored the feelings of their relatives. If you let him choose again now, Maybe he will not be as ruined as he was at the beginning.

"A princess who can't have a pregnancy, this time has offended her mother-in-law and husband's grandmother. Do you think she will have a good life?"

Ling Jingxuan teased the child while saying casually, maybe Weibo waiting for the Royal Princess, but they can at least be cold and violent? When a family, including a man of his own, treats himself coldly and violently, with his proud self-respect, even if he doesn't move his hands, she will not be able to stand it anymore. When a woman goes crazy, the chance of making mistakes can be greatly improved. Once people get the handle, she won’t want to turn over in this life.

"Say, she really can't be pregnant? Even you can't cure her?"

Speaking of this, Sikong could not help but gossip, Ling Jingxuan could not help but look at him: "Nothing is absolutely, she can still be pregnant, but the chance is very small, unless her man sleeps with her every night, and Seven times a night, may increase her chances of conception, but??"

Having said that, Ling Jingxuan suddenly stopped, and the fundus quickly slipped through a trace of sputum. With her debilitating constitution, if she was conceived before she was cured, the chance of miscarriage is almost 100%, so the conclusion is that if he does not When she starts, she will never want to be a mother.

"But what?"

Sikong couldn't help but rely on it. The blue scorpion burst into a curious light, and the intuition told him that Ling Jingxuan didn't say anything.

"Oh... curious so much? What a normal man can't do seven times a night, if her man is really seven times a night, unless it is the most inferior tiger wolf medicine in the big family, I am afraid I have not waited for her to bear the child. The man’s body is hollowed out by eroticism. Even if she is pregnant with a child, it is equivalent to using her man’s life. This kind of thing may not be noticed by men, and the old lady Wei Bohou who is in charge of the back house. Mrs. Shizi couldn’t have felt it. When she was in Hefu’s heirs, they wouldn’t care if she was a royal princess.”

The darkness of the back house is not clear, but I don’t want to touch it. What's more, the palace has no so-called back house. In the backyard of others, he has no interest in hunting. Of course, except for the emperor.

"This way."

Sikong touched his chin and showed a strange smile. It seemed to have a chance to take revenge.

At a glance, he took out his thoughts. Ling Jingxuan shook his head helplessly. Let him go with him. The Western Kingdom Prince is not a fake. He should still have this means.

Because they went out late, and they stayed in the backyard for a while, they didn’t go there for a long time. Someone found them and let them go to the front yard to eat. They said that it was the prince’s command. It is estimated that they are afraid that they are sandwiched between a group of women. Ling Jingxuan did not object, he really did not want to go to the women with their mouths, and can not clean up them quickly, it is really difficult.

When I have lunch at noon, it is very harmonious. Men and women are not the same after all. There are Weiyuan Hou and the royal old emperor sitting in the town. No matter who is afraid to make trouble, although some people look at his eyes. Very unfriendly, it is still quite safe. After dinner, a group of people all moved to the backyard. For today’s birthday banquet, Weiyuan Houfu specially invited the most famous troupe in Beijing. Watching the movie together.

It is worth mentioning that several small buns have successfully made a lot of friends with their special dresses and small backpacks. When eating, half a boy at a table eats and laughs, and laughs. The children at the table couldn't help but gather around to join in the fun. Several buns were playing a local-style accent, which was surrounded by children like the stars, and the nine emperors who had previously had trouble with them were even more Acting as a protective role, seeing Ling Jingxuan is both angry and funny, or say that they are children, change to be an adult, who can be so fast and good, but also to wear the same pair of pants?

After all, today’s protagonist is a long princess. In order to facilitate her, the stage is set in the garden in front of the backyard. Weiyuan Houfu invites the most famous Xiangyun troupe in Beijing. It is said that only the emperors and nobles can please them. Going to the house to sing, other people don’t want to think about it, but they are asking for the price they are not affordable for the average person. Even during the holidays, even the royal family may not be able to ask for it, and no one dares to Move them, because the Xiangyun troupe is under the name of the old emperor’s grandson, Sun Fujun, who moved them to the king of Fu County, and even the royal prince Wei Lao’s prince, as long as it’s not a brain, it’s not going to The reason why Chaoyun Xiangyun troupe is so famous is mainly because they have two top pillars. There is no shortage of chasing stars in any era. The ladies of the nobles of the family do not mention the two pillars of the fascinating cloud troupe. The play hasn't started to sing yet. The women who are sitting on the right side are talking about it. Some unpublished ladies are cheeky and looking at the stage where nothing is available. Hurry up with the play staged.

Ling Jingxuan is not interested in what he really listens to, but he seems to be very excited when he looks at the little buns. He followed him. Yan Ruirui, who once again acts as a daddy, holds his son in one hand and holds him in one hand. The two are calm. Sitting at the forefront, the first play of Xiangyun Opera is the singer’s birthday. Of course, it’s definitely for the sake of the scene. After all, it’s the birth of the great princess. After the big princess came under the crowd, The play began to sing.

This play is obviously a special row. The two famous horns are not played, but after all, from the Xiangyun troupe, the quality is definitely good, everyone can see it with gusto, but Ling Jingxuan can’t help but sleep, forgive him. I don't know how to appreciate, I really don't understand what they are singing, it feels like a ghost crying.

"啪啪啪"

After singing a song, the applause was thunderous, and the sleepy Ling Jingxuan had to follow his hands, but the next scene made people feel a little tangled. As the master’s Zeng Houhaomai, he rewarded the troupe with five hundred and two silver, others. The people followed closely, and at least they won two hundred and two silver. According to the grade, Yan Ruirui Ling Jingxuan should also be rewarded. It is rare that the small group has been squinting, and Yan Rurui is addicted to the milk dad. Unintentional other things, and Ling Jingxuan did not understand what those people are singing, let him take out hundreds of two to reward, he really reluctant, so, in the first round, most people are rewarded, Only the princes and princes have no rewards, but no one dares to say what they are.

"Xiaowen, why don't you reward them with money?"

In the same way, the little bun, the big bun that has always been a singer, naturally can't send money in vain. The other little friends are mostly rewards of twelve and twenty two. The bamboo baskets in front of the stage must fill them up. However, the big buns are nothing but a child. He didn't move. Naturally, the small steamed buns and Xiao Shangqing did not move.

"Why do you want to be rewarded? It’s not good to sing just now."

The big buns are blamed on the door, but they are also good-faced. People are naked and say that they are somewhat red-faced. They must not think of a reason for not being a reason.

"That is, if they sing well in the next play, would you appreciate it?"

Knowing his temperament, it’s rare for the children, everyone is happy, Yan Xiaoming can’t help but raise his eyebrows and squint at him. The big bun can’t help but look red, but he doesn’t want others to see him. Standing up with a small chest, he stressed: "That, of course."

While talking, he also touched his little purse with pain and worry. At least he had to reward ten or two silvers. It was simply grabbing people!

"Ha ha."

Yan Xiaoming's pet touched his head and did not continue to tease him. Others did not know Lingwen's temper. Most of them believed his excuse. Everyone expected to wait for the second play.