"Queen Mother, you scared Yan'er." Huangfulian looked at the Queen Mother speechlessly and hugged Jiang Nanyan tighter.
"Hey! How can a girl who grew up in the frontier be so conservative and delicate in the capital?" At this point, the Queen Mother had completely forgotten about Xia Houfengli.
She stretched out her hand, pulled Huangfulian to the other side of the carriage, gently pushed her son's elbow, winked, leaned into Huangfulian's ear, and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear, "Huang'er,
Tell your mother, in the past month or so, have you... uh, eaten her? Have you? Have you? Look at your face, you must have eaten her! You are indeed worthy of me.
Cheng Wuyi’s son has the same demeanor as his mother did back then!”
"Mother! Don't you think you are so disrespectful?" Huangfulian was really impressed by her.
He looked elegant and dignified in front of others, but when no one was around, his true colors were revealed, and he changed into the virtuous character of a bandit before he entered the palace.[
It's really hard to imagine how my father could tolerate the temper of my mother.
But when I think about it, my father probably has to endure it even if he can't bear it, and he has to endure it even if he can bear it.
My father, who had gone on patrol incognito, was snatched back to the village by his mother, who was the leader of the village at that time, and became the village's mistress.
With such a wife, it's no wonder that my father has been living in seclusion in recent years. Apart from playing with flowers and plants, raising fish, and occasionally walking to the flower market in the city, he no longer cares about worldly affairs.