"Why are you giving up? They all sent me here, and they only took one of the guards. The rest were left to me. How about a child?"
Prince Wu's breathing was slightly suffocated.
Why did his wife say that he suddenly became the person who made things difficult for the child?
Did Madam not understand the point of his words?
And the lady's eyes seemed to be displeased with him - it must be an illusion... right?
"A Yuan was very anxious when he left. Judging by his appearance, he must have something to do with his sweetheart..." Mrs. Xu's eyes were a little worried - it would be better if something happened.
Wu Jingming suddenly fell into deeper confusion.
...sweetheart?
When did my son have a sweetheart?
Listen to this, this sweetheart is actually from the capital?
When did this all happen? When did his son secretly get the idea?
Seeing that his wife already knew everything, as if she was ready to become a mother-in-law, Prince Wu even had the illusion that he had been isolated from the world for a long time - and a new illusion was added.
"Which family is this girl from?" There were so many doubts that Wu Jingming chose the most important question for the time being.
In fact, this question is not rigorous - because now he is not even sure whether his son's sweetheart is a girl.
After all, my son has never shown any obvious tendency in terms of orientation.
Mrs. Xu glanced at her husband.
When A Yuan was in the capital last year, her husband clearly knew that A Yuan and the girl would often meet at Xuesheng Teahouse. Why, did the husband actually think that A Yuan was planning to have sex with that girl?
This guess is certainly incomprehensible, but considering that this man is her husband, it doesn't seem so surprising.
"Who knows which family it is from? I just have a vague idea." Mrs. Xu was too lazy to elaborate with her husband.
After all, my husband is not only slow, but also has the unique pedantry of the Wu family in his bones. If he finds out that it is Miss Xu from the Duke of Zhenguo's mansion, and he is too busy to help, he will probably continue to nag.
Wu Jingming was stunned.
Why do you think Madam clearly knows who he is, but she is perfunctory with him?
Is it another illusion?
So, is it possible that Madam really doesn’t know?
Thinking of this, Wu Shizi, who thought he was cautious, sighed: "It's true that this child has a sweetheart, why doesn't he tell his family? Before he entered the city, he disappeared for the sake of his children's affair. Oh, seriously
There are no more rules."
Wait...why do you think Madam's face looks ugly?
Mrs. Xu sneered.
"In the eyes of the Crown Prince, does A Yuan have to follow the rules in everything to be worthy of being a member of your Wu family? And how does the Crown Prince know that he has never told the family?"
Mrs. Xu was furious and said: "... Ever since he was a child, everything has been arranged by you. What things have not revolved around the Wu family? He can't have a single trace of his own.
Do you have an idea? Now that I finally have a girl I like, is it a sin to go and meet her? "
As he said this, he couldn't help but blush.
Her words were somewhat excessive.
But these days, I see A Yuan trying to track down the old things, but the old man still doesn't want to have a good talk with the child. He looks like the so-called head of the aristocratic family who can't stand it anymore - her illness can be cured, half of it will be
I was angry!
She just wanted to recover from her illness quickly, take her son back to the capital to see the girl she likes, and calm down her mood.
Otherwise, she is afraid that the child will be depressed and have a heart attack!
It was precisely because of this that she had been hoping that A Yuan would find someone he liked as soon as possible.
If he can have someone by his side and keep it in his heart, then when he faces those things in the future, he will at least not feel that he is alone.
The meaning of some companionship cannot even be replaced by family members - or why there is a common saying among the people: you can't be close to your parents, and you can't be close to your husband and wife.
What's more, these family members are the ones manipulating this lie.
Looking at his wife who was wiping her tears with a handkerchief, Wu Jingming finally recovered from the shock.
What's wrong with my wife?
Why are you so excited?
And the words are sharp... Is this still his dignified and gentle wife?
But for some reason, he had an inexplicable feeling: he felt that his wife was finally more real in front of him.
But after all, it was the first time, so he was more panicked at this time.
"Ma'am, please don't be angry. It's my fault for speaking poorly... A Yuan has a sweetheart, and I'm really happy for him..."
As he said that, he suddenly raised his eyebrows——
Fortunately, he had foresight!
Prince Wu suddenly bent over, took out a bamboo basket from under the table, and carefully placed it on the small table in front of him. He raised his hand to remove the thin blanket covering the top of the bamboo basket, and said with a smile: "Madam, look at this."
Who is it?"
Xu stopped wiping her tears and looked down.
There was a sleepy white cat lying in the bamboo basket. At this time, it stood up, yawned, and stretched. Its two front paws were stretched straight, and a light pink color was exposed between the furry toes.
It’s her Tianjiao!
Mrs. Xu swept away the gloom on her face, lifted the cat up, and rubbed it with the tip of her nose.
The soft touch and the cat's unique smell soothed Xu's mood instantly.
The increasingly humble Prince Wu could not help but smile bitterly as he breathed a sigh of relief.
I don’t know what to say at all. If I have to say it, I suddenly want to be a cat.
…
In a village owned by Xu's family outside the city, Xu Mingyi and Wu Chao had just finished eating.
The meals are prepared temporarily by the kitchen, so they are inevitably a little simpler, but the advantage is that everyone who eats them is in a good mood.
After the meal, the two of them left the dining room.
As he walked down the stone steps, Xu Mingyi said: "Wu Shisun must be tired after working hard all the way. Let's take a rest early."
Wu Chao said hurriedly: "I don't feel tired at all."
This was no lie. Not only was he not tired at this time, he was also very energetic.
Yun Liu, who was guarding outside the hall, frowned.
You asked him to come with you, and we ate together. Why did you say you were not sleepy?
"I have heard the general mention Wu Shisun. It is said that Shisun has practiced martial arts since he was a child and is very skilled, especially his swordsmanship. I wonder if I am lucky enough to have Wu Shisun teach me something?" Yun Liu raised his voice.
Since he is not tired, then beat him until he is tired.
And in this way, they can still show their attitude of guarding the government - when the general knows about it, he will definitely appreciate his wit.
When Wu Chao heard this, he turned around and looked.
"It's not up to you to teach me." He looked at the person in his sight and said honestly: "It's just that your attire today is very inconvenient. I'm afraid it's difficult to use your fists and kicks. We might as well wait until the next day when it's more convenient for us to learn from each other."
Yun Liu's face darkened when he heard this, and then he remembered that he was still wearing a dress and beaded earrings.
As for why it hasn’t been replaced for so long?
Is it because you like it?
Isn’t it because he has to wear it again tomorrow after changing it now? He can’t stand the repeated stimulation...!
Seeing Uncle Yun's expression changing and being speechless on the spot, Xu Mingyi quietly waved to Wu Chao and whispered: "Follow me -"
