"Dad, I think the big black horse doesn't like you." After Xuanxuan finished speaking, the big black horse who was chewing horse grass glanced at them sideways, as if with a bit of human contempt.

Wei Ci didn't take it seriously and said, "No one likes it except your mother."

He also knew that he liked beauties, so Wei Ci suspected that it was an improper horse, but there was no evidence.

In the kitchen behind them, the little wolfdog Baozi was running behind Sanniang. Sanniang, who had washed the vegetables and was about to cut the meat, glanced at him, cut up some meat and threw it to him, and his little tail was wagging in an instant.

It's more joyful.

Sure enough, only by following the mistress can you have meat to eat.

The meat we eat today was specially sent by the King of Zhenbei. In order to store the meat for a longer period of time, most of the meat in the north is dried. Sanniang usually likes to eat it, but I don’t know what happened in the past few days.

, I actually couldn’t swallow it when I looked at it, and I felt a little nauseous when I smelled it.

Now when I cut the knife and saw that there were still some blood streaks in the meat, my stomach suddenly turned upside down. I put down the kitchen knife, covered my mouth, and vomited violently in the corner.

In the courtyard, Wei Ci heard the sound and ran in like a gust of wind. Seeing Sanniang's face pale, he immediately asked nervously: "What's wrong? What's wrong?"

Sanniang shook her head: "I don't feel uncomfortable at all. I just feel a little sour in my stomach and feel nauseous."

"Disgusting?" Wei Ci was startled, and suddenly he thought of his mother's appearance when she was pregnant with her little brother. He hesitated for a moment, and suddenly felt pleasantly surprised in his heart. Although he was not sure yet, he did not dare to be careless. He carefully let go of Sanniang and hurriedly let go of Sanniang.

He ran away in a gust of wind.

Sanniang looked at her husband who disappeared in the blink of an eye, still a little confused.

However, not long after she was stunned, Wei Ci ran back in a gust of wind, carrying an old man on his back. Seeing that Sanniang was still in the kitchen, he was so nervous that he picked her up, as carefully as a treasure.

carried him back to the house.

During the entire journey, except for his nervous expression, he didn't say a word, leaving Sanniang looking at her in a daze.

"Husband, what on earth do you want to do?"

"Be good, let Dr. Li examine you." The tone of her words was exactly the same as when she first married him.

"What's the diagnosis if there's no disease or pain?"

"Be good, be obedient, and seek medical attention."

Seeing his cautious look, Sanniang had no choice but to reach out. Dr. Li stretched out his hand to take her pulse with a smile. After a long time, he smiled at Wei Ci and said: "Congratulations to Major General Wei, congratulations to Major General Wei, Madam.

You are pregnant, so happy. Congratulations to the Major General for having another baby this year."

Even though he had guessed it earlier and heard it with his own ears, Wei Ci was still filled with joy beyond words. The hand holding Sanniang still trembled slightly, his child, a child connected by blood with him.

"Sanniang, we have a child, we are going to be parents again."

Child, Sanniang stretched out her hand to caress her belly in a daze, and she laughed stupidly when she thought that there was a child inside that was as cute as Xuanxuan and was connected by blood to her and her husband.

Child, it's great, she finally has her husband's child.

At the door, Xuanxuan told Xiaobao like an adult: "Xiaobao, I'm going to be the big brother, and you're going to be the little brother, aren't you happy?"

"Happy." Xiaobao grinned, holding his little finger in his mouth and wondering if the little baby in his aunt's belly was a brother or a sister.

My younger brother can fight, but that’s not good. I want a younger sister!

The news of Sanniang's pregnancy spread back to the camp, and the King of Zhenbei was both happy and angry. Looking at his unfulfilled son, he felt itchy and wanted to slap him, but he finally held it back.

The rest of the people also looked at me and me, but remained silent without daring to say a word.

Not everyone in this world is as lucky as Wei Ci.

…

Chang'an.

Zhang Shiqiu applied to return to Chang'an on the grounds of his biological mother's birthday. As soon as he arrived in Chang'an, he received a message from his subordinates. His father sent Tuxue, the horse of the Purple Yihou, to the north. As soon as he guessed, he knew that the old man was going to the north again.

I wanted to do something immoral, but this time it was even done to a beast. I was so angry that I couldn't vent my anger. When I had nowhere to vent my anger, the unlucky guy came to my door.

After the spring of this year, Chang'an has a new group of talented people. The most famous ones are Tanhualang and the sixth top scholar in the second class.

The latter is due to their outstanding literary talent and handsome appearance. The former is not famous for his good writing, but because of his age.

This year, the top scholar who was admitted to the imperial examination was in his sixtieth year and had a white bun. Even His Majesty was slightly surprised when he saw him during the imperial examination. Some people with evil thoughts have speculated how many years the oldest champion in the history of Daqi can last.

?!

At this moment, the second-class Gongsheng student who also went out was getting angry with Zhang Shiqiu. Perhaps because he had gained fame at a young age and was favored by many ladies in the boudoir, this Gongsheng student was a little swollen.

Everyone has their eyes on their heads.

No, if you are looking for trouble, you don’t know that you have hit a hard nail.

"Yesterday you stepped on my master and you walked away. Who gave you the courage?" Xie Wuping glared at the man in front of him arrogantly. The row of servants behind him were holding wooden sticks fiercely. It seemed that he was well prepared.

.

Hey, using your power to bully others? This is all the rest of his game.

Apart from that woman, Zhang Shiqiu had never lost in the competition. He glanced coldly at the servants holding sticks, and just in time to catch his anger, he raised his hand and slapped him with a big-eared man. He was slapped

The servant was knocked over and fell to the ground. He let out a 'poof' sound and spat out a bloody tooth. The tooth was still broken.

Seeing this ferocious state, Xie Wuping was a little frightened.

He gave up, but Zhang Shiqiu had no intention of letting him go. He grabbed him by the collar and asked sullenly: "Who gave you the courage to cause trouble for your father and me?"

Xie Wuping was so timid that he wanted to run away, but he couldn't run away after being held by him. He was so angry that he yelled at the servant behind him: "You are all blind. Didn't you see that Master, I was bullied by this thief? Why are you still standing there? Come on."

ah!"

"You've come just in time. I don't have much room to spread the flames!"

The servants picked up the sticks in their hands and started beating them. Unexpectedly, every time the culprit was not hit, their young master was beaten so hard that he screamed "ouch, ouch, ouch!"

His face was smashed so hard that he couldn't even move his backhand.

By the time Zhang Shiqiu calmed down, Xie Wuping was already lying limply on the ground with a bruised nose and swollen face.

"Master." The servants rushed to help him.

Xie Wuping touched his face that felt a little swollen. He gasped in pain and turned to ask the servant: "Is my handsome face okay?"

Seeing his young master's 'handsome face' being beaten like a pig's head, servant Ding Jia couldn't bear to look at him and smacked his face, and complimented against his conscience: "Don't worry, young master, you are still as handsome as ever."

"That's good, that's good." Zhutou, who had a bruised nose and swollen face, felt relieved. He thought of the person who beat him, and when he looked up, he had disappeared.

When I blocked someone else, I got blocked and beaten. It was very sad!

Not far away, a commoner woman passed by holding a child, and glanced at the pig-headed face indifferently. The child next to her asked in surprise: "Mom, why did my uncle lead so many people and still get beaten so badly?"

ah!"

"Bullying others with more force and less force does not necessarily mean you are powerful. It may just mean you are beaten. We, Hong'er, cannot imitate that."

Listening to the woman's instruction, the child named Hong'er nodded seriously and said, "Mother, Hong'er has remembered it."

The retreating figures of mother and son fell in Xie Wuping's eyes, like a whip hitting his chest. He shook off the hand held by his servant and strode away in the opposite direction to the mother and son.

Even if he fell down, someone would hug him nervously and caress him. Now that he has been beaten like a pig's head, there are no more people who care about him, and some are just indifferent.

People, after making mistakes, will never be redeemed?

It is rumored in the court that His Majesty has been suffering from cold since the beginning of spring, and his health has not been very good since then. Now it has reached the point where it is in daily condition. Apart from the two little princesses, His Majesty has no other children, which has forced the ministers to turn their attention to

to the royal family members.

At first, the royal family members pretended to be frightened and closed the door to thank guests. As time went by, after seeing that His Majesty could not get up every now and then to attend the morning court, they became a little bit more ready to move. The children who were usually hidden like treasures at home would be let go from time to time.

The female family members brought them into the palace to pay their respects, hoping that their children could be adopted into His Majesty's name. When His Majesty died young, their children would be the legitimate heirs to the throne.

It's a nice idea, but it's not very practical.

The emperor, who was rumored to be seriously ill, was half-lying on the soft couch in Longyin Palace, with a casual posture. Next to him, Chang Qing was lightly applying the fine powder used by his daughter on his face, trying to let His Majesty see it.

He looks more haggard and more seriously ill.
Chapter completed!