"Stop crying, I'm wrong in the morning." Ling Yuanfeng held her, stroked her little face with his big hand, and gently stroked it. "I was so angry at that time that I would say those words to you, and I would never again."

Wen Ning'er still felt very sad. She lowered her face and said nothing no matter what the man said.

Ling Yuanfeng looked at her and knew that she was injured by him. He sighed slightly and continued to say, "I didn't think about you. There are many children in the family and many things. It is common for him to take care of him occasionally. In the morning, I didn't think about it carefully and made you feel wronged."

After hearing his words, Wen Ning'er felt a little better. However, the grievance in her heart became more and more severe, and the tears that had just stopped were flooding again.

Ling Yuanfeng sat down on the chair, stretched out his arms and hugged her whole in his arms, and naturally spoke softly and persuaded her.

Wen Ning'er raised her eyes, looked at the man's eyes in a scent, and said, "You said, are you wrong?"

The man couldn't help but nodded, but he still nodded, "Aren't I admitting my mistake to you again?"

Wen Ning'er pursed the corners of her lips and said after a while, "I know you think you are not wrong. Every time you are like this, you just think I don't know anything and can't do anything. You are right. Even if you come to coax me first every time, in your heart, you just feel that you are giving in to me and not calculating me, right?"

After hearing what his little lady said, Ling Yuanfeng was slightly stunned, his black pupils stared at the woman in front of him, but he had not said anything for a long time.

Wen Ning'er said it was true. He felt this way in his heart. Maybe it was because Wen Ning'er was young, or maybe it was because she was always innocent and weak. Although she compromised and coaxed her no matter what happened, in his heart, he really never felt that he had missed it. Even if he felt that he was her husband, he naturally had to give in to her. No matter whether it was right or wrong, he should bow his head first.

But at this moment, when he heard his little lady say this, his heart moved slightly, and he didn't know what to say for a moment.

"Talk," Wen Ning'er urged him again when she saw that he didn't say anything.

Ling Yuanfeng had no choice but to nod, and smiled, "Yes, what you said."

Seeing that he admitted so simply, Wen Ning'er didn't know how to speak what he had originally planned to say.

Ling Yuanfeng held her little hand, but between his deep eyebrows there was a look that Wen Ning'er couldn't understand. He looked at her and finally whispered, "Ning'er, you have grown up."

Wen Ning'er heard this and said in discomfort, "I'm not a child, how could I say that I'm a grown-up?"

The man smiled and hugged her body tightly, and then said, "In my heart, I always treat you as a girl who doesn't grow up. Just as you said just now, I do think you don't know anything, and no matter what I do, I'm right. Since you mentioned it to me today, I will pay more attention in the future and will not be as self-righteous as before."

Wen Ning'er felt warm when she heard him say this. The sadness and discomforts gradually disappeared. She looked at the man's handsome eyebrows and said softly, "Actually, it was pretty good before. With you here, I don't have to worry about anything."

Ling Yuanfeng then said, "You don't have to worry about it in the future, just leave it to me."

Wen Ning'er nodded, but felt that she was useless in her heart. She was so uncomfortable just now. Now that she was coaxed by a man, her heart became sweet again.

Ling Yuanfeng's eyes turned, he glanced at the cold rice on the desk, but his brows frowned slightly and asked, "Why, I haven't had dinner tonight?"

Wen Ning'er nodded and whispered, "I didn't want to eat it at first, and I'm not hungry now."

Ling Yuanfeng looked at her thin little face and felt even more pity. When he came back from the shop at night, he would take his third boy and Xiner to play first, and ask Wen Ninger to have dinner first, and then take the two children to feed him after she finished eating.

After dinner, Wen Ning'er bathed the child at home. He went to the stream at the east end of the town to wash. When he came back, the child would have finished his meal and he would coax the three children to sleep, while Wen Ning'er went to wash clothes.

Only today was because of the incident in the morning, Wen Ning'er fed the child on his own without waiting for him to come back. He was unhappy and didn't care about her. He just washed it simply in the stream on weekdays, so he had a good time today, so he came back too late.

He didn't say anything, but stood up and asked Wen Ning'er to sit on the chair. Then he walked to the stove and started cooking again.

Wen Ning'er looked at his figure and felt gradually full of satisfaction, without any trace of grievance.

After she finished eating, Ling Yuanfeng packed up the dishes and held her hand and walked into the room.

"Tomorrow, let Mrs. Zhao from the west end come to your house and help you take care of the children." He suddenly stopped and looked back at her.

Wen Ning'er was stunned at first, and she refused without thinking, but the man made a gesture to stop her next words; "Let her do some housework at home during the day, and let her go back after bathing her child at night. As for the wages, let her pay for the price."

"But..." Wen Ning'er knew that he felt sorry for him, but whether in Yun Yao or now in Lingjiaji, it was very common for women to take care of the whole family at home. Don't say that Ling Yuanfeng would go home to help her with housework on weekdays, and he would take care of all the dirty and tiring work at home. Even if he did nothing, Wen Ning'er had no reason to ask someone to take care of the children. If it was spread, it would definitely be ridiculed.

"It's nothing, it's settled." The man's tone was simply decisive and there was no room for maneuver.

Wen Ning'er didn't say much. There were indeed many things at home, and she was so worried that she would be so sad that someone could help her.

Ling Yuanfeng held her little hand and the two walked towards the bedroom, but Wen Ning'er stopped and shook the man's sleeve.

"What's wrong?" Ling Yuanfeng turned around and said in a warm voice.

Wen Ning'er spoke lightly, "I want to go and see the child. The third boy loves to kick the quilt the most, I'm not relieved."

Ling Yuanfeng nodded and walked towards the room next to the bedroom with her.

The third siblings were sleeping quietly in the small bed at this time, with Ling'er and Xin'er sleeping soundly, and the third siblings slept between the two sisters. Although they were only over one year old, there was a hint of heroic spirit between their eyebrows and eyes, which was quite a bit of a manly smell.

Ling'er and Xin'er have white skin, both of which look like pink and white, and they look cute and tight.

Wen Ning'er looked at the three siblings, and her body became exhausted without a trace. She had a smile on her lips, tucked the corners of the quilt for the children, and looked at the three tender little faces, which made her heart soften and almost melt.

Just as she leaned over to tuck the corners of the quilt for the children, her big hands quietly hugged her waist, held her in her arms, and sat down on the edge of the bed with her.

Wen Ning'er leaned in the man's arms, and her breath was full of masculinity. When she raised her eyes, she saw three cute little faces of Yuxue. She sighed slightly, but she was so satisfied in that sigh.

"The third boy will definitely look like you when he grows up." She turned around quietly, pursed her lips and smiled.

Ling Yuanfeng stared at her little face and smiled, "If he looks like you, he will be a pretty young man. If he looks like me, he will be hard to marry a wife."

Wen Ning'er refused to support herself and said softly, "You will talk nonsense. If you were like you, he would be a man who stood up and down. How could he not get married?" At this point, she paused slightly, and her voice became smaller and smaller. "Besides, those pink-faced men are not as good-looking as you..."

Ling Yuanfeng looked at her white little face with a hint of redness, and the light candlelight was even more exciting, which made his heart beat faster.

He smiled faintly and leaned over to kiss her on the face.

Perhaps the two of them had arguing that the sleeping child was sleeping. Ling'er turned over and put his little arm on the third boy, and it seemed that he was holding his younger brother in his arms.

Seeing this, the two finally smiled at each other. Wen Ning'er looked at the child and her heart was as sweet as honey. Ling Yuanfeng's big hand was placed on her waist, while she leaned her body towards the man's chest tighter.

The family of five is full of warmth and quietness.

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Capital, imperial palace.

"Your Majesty, the Xiliang bride-seeking team will arrive outside the city tomorrow. The Ministry of Rites sent someone to ask, saying that if the emperor will go out of the city to greet him tomorrow?" The eunuch bent and walked into the hall, looking at the man in the main position, looking down at the man in his throne.

He stood there, not even daring to raise his head. Time passed by minute by minute, but he was reluctant to see the man in the main position reply.

He couldn't help but raise his eyes quietly and looked at the main seat.

The emperor in the main throne was not wearing a dragon robe, but a white robe. He held the memorial in his hand. His young and handsome face was a very quiet expression, and his narrow and long phoenix eyes were even more unpredictable.

"Emperor..." The eunuch couldn't help but call again.

"I understand, go down." The young emperor spoke lightly, his voice extremely indifferently.
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