Chapter 301

There was a drizzle in the night.

The Musa is new green, and the apricot fragrance dyes the clothes.

In the wedding room, the general calls for a golden retreat, and his voice stops temporarily.

The Duke of Yan held people in his arms and stroked his wife's head. Her hair was soft and thin, like bright black satin, and slightly moist. He was quite fond of playing with it.

"Hot."

The other side disliked pushing the chest of Duke TuYan, indicating that he should stay away from him.

The Duke of Yan did not move.

The other side turned over neatly and moved into the bed.

Yan Guogong's chest vibrated slightly, "it's disgusting to ask for the husband to finish. His wife is not kind."

He saw that people were really asleep, but did not respond. He laughed and shook his head. He extended his long arm and shook the quilt that Lin Lang kicked into the corner. He rolled the person over and covered her well.

The man in his arms murmured that he still wanted to struggle. The Duke of Yan raised his hand and patted her little buttocks, which was gentle.

"If you don't want to cry like that just now, I'll give you some money for your husband."

As if aware of some kind of threat, the little wife really did not move, cuddled up to her husband to sleep.

The next day, the sky was clear and the forest was quiet.

She subconsciously reached out to touch the position next to her, and then was grasped by a pair of coarse big.

"What is Madame looking for?"

At this time, Lin Lang was still a little confused and said vaguely, "well Find a bad bully

The Duke of Yan chuckled and half held him up. The woman's head was slouched back, and her black hair was scattered everywhere. He pushed the hair that covered her face so that she could breathe easily.

While the man dressed for others, he said, "Madam Xu is wrong. She is not bad or bullied. A good husband is here. His wife will wake up and claim it."

In response, a foot was put between his waist and abdomen.

What a bully.

The Duke of Yan caught the thin ankle and put on the thin Luo socks.

When Lin Lang wakes up, she is already sitting in front of the bronze mirror and letting the maid comb her hair in a bun. The Duke of Yan sits on the side and observes carefully, looking rather leisurely.

Lin Lang is nothing but the maid's hand shaking with fear.

This is a man of high power and extremely hot. His place can be the central court where the world's power is highly concentrated, and it can be the frontier battlefield where the war is raging. But people can't think of it. One day, this man who is almost deified will be warm in the boudoir's sleeves to watch his new wife's makeup and eyebrows.

The little girl's hand trembled even more.

"You see how frightening you are, what kind of bluff my girl is." Lin Lang is a dare to stroke the tiger's whiskers, casually threw a box of colorful silk flowers, "count how many flowers there are, how many petals." It's just to distract his attention. Otherwise, the maid doesn't have the mind to make up for her?

The Duke of Yan has no parents. As soon as Lin Lang enters the house, she becomes the biggest hostess. Therefore, she does not have to offer tea, but waits for others to offer tea.

This "other" is not who she is, but her new stepson.

This time, however, she has to rush to the next stage. How can she do without Yan Yan?

The old husband really did as his wife said. After careful teasing, he reported to the superior, "three silk flowers, nine petals, six silk flowers, and twelve petals."

At this time, Lin Lang is also full of makeup.

"How nice?" Asked her.

The Duke of Yan listened to her question, so he went over, held his face in his hands, and looked at it carefully. Then he wiped her lips with his fingers and cut off some rouge. "This is very good."

He pinched the palm of his wife's cool hand and confirmed that she didn't need to add any more clothes, so he took people to the main hall.

Someone's already there.

The prince was obviously carried out by his entourage. His clothes were a little messy and looked very decadent. At ordinary times, they did not dare to commit crimes like this. However, the master of the Duke of the state made a speech. For the sake of his own life, the followers had to braved the murderous eyes of the son of heaven to carry the people over.

"What are you doing? Tea for mother. "

The Duke of Yan sat on the throne with a Damascus sword. Because he was newly married, the Duke of the state wore a long shirt with a red bat pattern and a black rhinoceros horn hanging from his waist, which made him look handsome and energetic.

When steward Shen met people before, he thought that there was something wrong with his eyes. He always loved black hemp and silver gray. Apart from the flaming red wedding dress, steward Shen had never seen an adult wear clothes of other colors.

Looking at the lady of the state, she is also a crimson dress, just like a young peach.

Steward Shen doesn't understand.

"Tea?"

Yan zhaolie picked up a sneer at the corner of her mouth? Is it worth it? "

Lin Lang sat firmly in the hostess's position, pulling the jade bracelet between her wrists, which was put on by a man when she was asleep. The size was very suitable.

As a stepmother, what should she do in the face of stepson's provocation? Lin Lang did not speak, but turned her face slightly to see what her husband meant.The Duke of Yan stroked the back of his hand so that she didn't have to worry about it.

Turning his head, the smile of the man's lips converged completely, and the other people's heads and necks were shrunk, and they did not dare to look at each other for half a minute.

As a husband who had seen the wind and rain and was getting older, the Duke of Yan was undoubtedly mature and wise. He guided his wife patiently and tolerated her mischief.

As a pillar of a country, the head of a government, or even a father for a long time, men are much more severe.

His wife is a man who wants to carry him for half a life. He is tender and tender in blood. He has enough patience to teach her what is good, what is bad, what can't be done and what should be vigilant. It is because his life is abundant, so he is not in a hurry. He is more willing to lead people with a posture of spring breeze and rain.

And from the selfish point of view, he was not willing to use a severe attitude to scold her.

Anyway, this person will be protected behind her in the future, even if she has made a big mistake. It is natural for her husband to take care of the aftermath for his wife.

But his son is different. In the future, he will inherit the government. Maybe under certain opportunities, the youth should stay away from his parents, go out to make friends, study, be reasonable and make contributions. Sooner or later, the young eagle will fly high and can not be protected under his wings forever. At that time, he will still be like today's, ungrateful and arrogant. Sooner or later, he will be the stepping stone and other people's stepping stone Food and wine!

"Zhaolie, give your mother tea."

The state of Yan said fairly and quietly, "don't say that the masters didn't teach you. The king of heaven and earth should not be unfaithful to your teacher. You can't be ungrateful when you do something intimate, and you can't be disrespectful to your teacher. Are you going to be an unfilial and disrespectful rascal? "

"Unfilial and disrespectful Hum! Come and go, you'll use this annoying etiquette to oppress people Yan zhaolie was still young as expected, and was said to be impetuous by the Duke of Yan just a few words.

Lao Tzu's face was calm, like a grand master with great bearing. He stuck a knife into his son's heart. "Etiquette is made by sages. After thousands of years of testing, it has become common practice. You can't reach the height of a saint, and you don't have the demeanor of a saint. If you don't succeed, you'll only be angry at women. There are useless words on his face. What's your qualification to say The etiquette of saints is annoying? "

Yan zhaolie wanted to throw out a lot of truth to confuse his father, but after a lot of searching, he found that there was no suitable one. He had to hate and hate to say, "pedantic antiques!"

"Antique?" "Don't you know that the older the antique, the more valuable it is? The painting of Spring Moon, river and mountain left by the former dynasty was not worth 300 Wen in the heyday, but now it has been changed. Do you know how much it took for my father to get it? "

Yan zhaolie snorted, "at most, it's just a thousand taels of gold."

Father shook his head.

His heart suddenly suddenly suddenly, the bottom gas dropped by more than a half, "how much more? Is it the whole government? "

The Duke of Yan still shook his head.

The others listened with two ears.

Is this volume of maps of rivers and mountains sold at a very high price?

Lin Lang propped up her chin and looked at Yan zhaolie with a smile. She saw how the shiziye who drove the duck to the shelf ended up.

The other party was angry and glared at her, obviously thinking of that ridiculous wedding night.

In the full view of the public, dad did not give the slightest step down, so that the majestic son of a son in front of his stepmother face. Yan zhaolie's brain was buzzing and he felt like a puppet playing with his hands.

The young man was dishonored, and his eyes were tinged with red. In Lin Lang's eyes, he looked a little pathetic. He gritted his teeth and said, "it's impossible for this roll of paper to go up the river, but it's necessary to use another river for it?"

The Duke of Yan looked at his son strangely and seemed surprised that he would say such an answer.

Yan zhaolie's chest rose again.

Then he heard Dad say, "how could it be? The other party gave it to me without taking a cent. "

The Duke of Yan looked at him again and sighed.

As if to say, how could he have such a silly son?

Who dares to ask for the money of the Duke? Not afraid to burn your hands!

"Poo --"

Lin Lang finally failed to hold back and laughed on the spot.

Fortunately, she still remembered that she was the wife of the government and covered her face with a round fan, but the laughter could be heard by everyone. Feeling around a big circle, deliberately dig a hole for his son.

Is it to avenge that "antique"?

Yan zhaolie's handsome face flushed, and he was ashamed and angry, "do you deliberately make me happy?"

The man knocked on the table with his fingers. He calmed down. The Duke of Yan said slowly, "do you really think that being a father is making fun of you? Being a father is just to let you know that, as a man, you should not be narrow-minded and narrow-minded. Even if you can't be both literate and martial arts, you can't lose your bearing. Well, tea for your mother. "

Yan zhaolie held back a stream of evil fire and wanted to turn around and leave. Finally, he succumbed to his Laozi's influence.

Lin Lang took out the prepared red seal, as if complaining, "the child is still young, in the future more knowledge is, which has no such as you, let people down." She smiles at Yan zhaolie, "your father is such a temper, don't pay attention to him."The couple have a face and a white face. They cooperate with each other very well.

By a two-year-old woman's "loving" care, Yan zhaolie choked in her throat with a vicious breath, and she could not go up or down, and her face was extremely ugly.

The Duke of Yan glanced at him, "OK, go down. Don't go out these days. Do some practical articles in the house."

Yan zhaolie has not refuted, one side of the stepmother hypocritically advised, "are all children, how can you restrain his playful nature?"

He doubted that Lin Lang was so kind as to plead for him?

Yan Guogong said again, "well, since you are a child with unstable temperament, you should have a good practice. You can learn literature in the morning, practice martial arts in the afternoon, and go to my father's study in the evening to do a daily assessment." "He understated," do not pass, do not think of the government to play, in the study to play a floor, sleep is also very good. "

Yan zhaolie's face turned green.

But his father completely ignored his son's mood, raised his hand to let him go.

Lin Lang saw that the man was out of his wits and left with a shallow foot. He waved his handkerchief and expressed his sympathy.

Tut, a bloody case caused by an "antique".

It seems that men are not old.

Then she was not afraid to die and said, "antique, your beautiful lady is hungry. What will you have for breakfast?"

The Duke of Yan squinted at her.

"How about steaming Qingqing?"