Feng Danyuan lived for twenty-four years, and spent most of his time on the battlefield. For him, women were a strange species, and he had little interest in them.
However, when he saw the picture of Wei Zi and Wolf King's foreheads touching under the full moon.
All the blood in his body was screaming: He wants this woman!
"What's your name?" Feng Danyuan only remembered that she was the legitimate daughter of the Wei family.
"Wei Zi."
Wei Zi was speechless. He and the owner of this body had a child, but he didn't even know her name.
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"Can you please take me to the courtyard where I live?" She felt that the place was wrong. This was the courtyard where Feng Danyuan lived.
"My memory is really bad. You just set the house on fire. Did you forget?"
Feng Danyuan seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and his tone was like teasing a kitten or puppy. Wei Zi's scalp felt numb and his hair stood on end.
What on earth does this man want to do?
Feeling Wei Zi tremble all over, Feng Danyuan shouted: "Feng Su."
"Master..." Feng Su was very frightened. This unreasonable disaster was his fault. Even if his master beheaded him, he would not dare to say a word.
"Bring in as many charcoal fires as you can carry."
"Yes." Feng Su retreated to the door, wiped his sweat secretly, and quickly went to work.
Soon, the icehouse-like room became warm.
At the same time, the child started crying again.
Feng Danyuan was annoyed: "Why is he crying?"
Wei Zi was afraid that Feng Danyuan would beat the child, so she quickly coaxed him: "Be good, baby, don't cry..."
His hands were wet, probably from peeing. Counting the time, the child should be hungry.
But what to do now?
She raised her head and looked at Feng Danyuan: "Excuse me, please invite Song Ma and Cuicui to come over."
Feng Danyuan replied: "The younger one fainted from fright, the older one sprained his feet, and they are all lying dead in the room."
Wei Zi was speechless and could only ask: "Do you have female subordinates?"
Feng Danyuan glanced at her: "Just tell me, what do you want to do?"
Wei Zi gritted her teeth and said firmly: "The child needs to change his diaper and feed him. Please bring a clean cloth and hot water, and then bring the warm rice soup from the kitchen."
Feng Danyuan raised his eyebrows: "Are you begging me to do something?"
"Your Majesty, please." The situation was special and the child couldn't bear the hunger. Wei Zi had no choice but to lower her body and say what she just said again in a soft voice.
"That's enough." Feng Danyuan walked to the door and ordered in a cold voice: "Get out and come in."
After changing the child's diaper and feeding him some rice oil, the child opened his pink mouth slightly and soon fell asleep in Wei Zi's arms.
Wei Zi carefully placed the little guy on the bed and covered him with a quilt.
"He sleeps here, where should I sleep?" Feng Danyuan frowned, his expression unhappy.
"Shhh--" Wei Zi made a gesture of silence and whispered: "You will have to leave tonight and find another place to sleep."
"Let him sleep somewhere else." No one has ever dared to let him give in to Feng Danyuan.
Wei Zi's head ached slightly, and the pain became even worse: "You are his father."
"I am his father, so he should listen to me and find a place to sleep by himself."
Wei Zi finally couldn't help it anymore: "Then you discuss it with him yourself."
Isn't it sick to fight for a bed with a newborn baby?!
