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    Yunfu, who was happily eating dim sum, raised his eyes when he saw a figure rushing in. He blinked, and Wei Chenglin stood beside him at some point.

    "What's wrong with your face? Who hit him?!" Seeing that there were some marks on his originally fair face, Wei Chenglin's face suddenly sank.

    Although the little boy is still small, he has been following his grandfather for several years, and unknowingly, he has learned the majesty of the British prince. Holding his breath, let alone the three children, he shrank his neck.

    "I-I'm not, it's okay." Yunfu stammered.

    "You've been beaten in the face, how can you be okay!" Wei Chenglin leaned over and carefully observed the red mark on his face that was almost invisible, and asked with a frown, "Does it still hurt?"

    "It doesn't hurt anymore, the madam gave me medicine, and the eldest son invited the doctor to come to see. Now it doesn't hurt anymore, it doesn't hurt at all." As if afraid that he wouldn't believe it, Yunfu stretched out his little fleshy finger to Press on the wound...

    "What are you doing?!" Wei Chenglin quickly grabbed his hand, preventing him from pressing it.

    "Anyway, it doesn't hurt anyway!"

    Wei Chenglin pursed his lips and stared at him tightly. For a moment, he asked again, "Who hit him?"

    "Brother, the person who bullied Yunfu has been kicked out of the house by grandma!" Xiao Yingzhi interjected.

    Seeing this, Shen Xinyan hurriedly pulled him to sit down and changed the subject: "Where did Mr. Lu take you today?"

    Wei Chenglin's eyes softened a little, and he replied respectfully, "Sir took the child to visit Mr. Shenji."

    Mr. God Machine? That Mr. Miracle, who is known as a ghost? Shen Xinyan was a little surprised.

    "Brother Chenglin, eat this." Yunfu flattered and brought a piece of dessert to Wei Chenglin's mouth.

    Wei Chenglin took half of it and took it into the mouth, and the other half was fed into his sister's mouth.

    The little girl squinted her eyes happily as she ate the snacks her brother fed.

    "Cousin Hui?" At this time, Wei Chenglin finally realized that there was one more person in the room.

    "Cousin Lin." Shen Huiran bowed her head and saluted him in a proper manner, Wei Chenglin hurriedly stood up to return the salute, the two of them were very polite in every move, but they were also a little more unfamiliar.

    Shen Xinyan has been paying attention to Shen Huiran's expression, and after seeing her and her son meet, she sits back next to her daughter, still with a bit of unease as a guest on her face.

    She sighed inaudibly and looked away.

    When he left the main room, Wei Chenglin told Yunfu with a stern face: "I will teach you another movement technique from tomorrow. If you encounter someone you can't beat in the future, you must learn to protect yourself."

    Thirty-six strategies to walk are the best strategies, knowing that you can't beat it and insisting on not running is what a fool does.

    "Okay!" Yunfu's eyes were bright, and he responded with a crisp voice.

    That night, I don't know if it was Shen Xinyan's illusion, she always felt that Wei Junhang was a little weird, especially the way he looked at her, so complicated and difficult to explain, she was puzzled.

    Finally, she sighed and put down the needle and thread in her hand: "Is there something you want to tell me, Shizi?"

    Wei Junhang nodded and shook his head, Shen Xinyan couldn't guess what he meant, but suddenly thought of those two strange servants, her mind moved, and she asked tentatively, "Qiutang found two servants from your courtyard today, and I looked at them. It seems to have some punches?"

    Almost subconsciously, Wei Junhang's body ignited a warning light, and his brain was running fast, thinking quickly about the words to get through.

    But when he realized that what was in front of him was his wife, not the "enemy" he was facing, he sighed helplessly and stroked his forehead with some headache.

    It's a habit I've developed over the years, reflexively preparing for the "perfect response" to any questioning.

    Seeing his reaction like this, Shen Xinyan was even more puzzled. Just as she was about to say something, Wei Junhang suddenly got up and walked to her side and sat down, wrapped his waist around her, put his head on her neck, and muttered: "Mrs. ."

    "Huh?" Shen Xinyan wanted to turn her face to see his expression, but could only see a black top of hair.

    "Madam, if I'm so unpromising in my life, will you still stay by my side?" Although she knew that with her temperament, since she became his wife, she would never give up in this life, but for some reason, he I still want to hear her say it.

    Shen Xinyan laughed and said teasingly: "So you still know that you are so useless?"

    "Hmm." The man hummed a few times as an answer.

    It was rare to see him show such childish behavior to herself, Shen Xinyan's heart softened, she held the man's big palm folded around her waist, and said softly, "What you said just now is just a joke, you don't have to take it to heart. Promising? Why not? In my opinion, it’s just that the benevolent sees benevolence, and the wise sees wisdom.”

    "What about you? What do you think?" Wei Junhang's heart moved, he held his breath unconsciously, and asked carefully.

    Shen Xinyan smiled, turned slightly sideways, and met his face, not missing the flash of unease on his face, adding a little tenderness in her heart.

    She caressed his face lightly and said very gently: "In my opinion, a man who can love his wife and children all his life, act worthy of the world, and be worthy of his heart is a promising man."

    Wei Junhang's eyes flickered a few times, his thin lips pursed, but he didn't say anything.

    Shen Xinyan sighed and kissed softly under the corner of his forehead, and said slowly: "You don't have to be confused by the gossip outside, I won't pay attention to what others say, I only know that it is my greatest honor to marry you in this life. lucky."

    It was the same in her previous life, but it was a pity that God did not give her the opportunity to cherish it.

    What is a payout? A person who has supreme power and honor, but is cold-blooded and ruthless, is such a person promising? A person who is mediocre all his life, but does his best to be kind to the people around him, is such a person useless?

    In her last life, her son was the most promising man among the younger generation in the capital. However, after reliving her life, she even thought that if she had been alive earlier, when she had just gotten married and was not pregnant, she would rather have never given birth. This promising son.

    However, God did not give her this opportunity.

    Wei Junhang's eyes were bright, and his heart seemed to be a bird flapping its wings, wanting to rush out and sing happily.

    "Then, that unpromising husband, or a promising son, which one do you want more?" As soon as he asked this question, he wanted to spit on himself. How old is he, and he is still jealous of his own son? It's really getting back to life.

    Although he thought so, he couldn't say the words to take it back.

    Shen Xinyan didn't expect that he would ask such a question, she was stunned, and pinched his already red ears a little funny: "When did the husband and the son have to choose between the two? Could it be that they do not coexist? ?"

    Wei Shizi cleared his throat and concealed his uneasiness: "That, that is just asking casually, just asking casually."

    Shen Xinyan smiled slightly, and was about to make fun of him a few more words, when she suddenly remembered that she was asking him about the two servants.

    He wanted to turn the subject back, but swallowed his words when he saw the undisguised joy on the man's face in front of him.

    Ask so many what to do! He treats his sincerity one day, and she waits for it together.

    Although he couldn't compare his position in her heart with his son, but being able to hear such sweet words from her mouth, Wei Junhang's heart was already as sweet as drinking honey, and it was as sweet as a breeze blowing through his heart. Bring a burst of joyful throbbing.

    He felt that if she kept saying these sweet words to him, not to mention a very personable minister, he would be the future prince of the country, and he could leave it.

    Suddenly thinking of what happened during the day, his eyes dimmed, and he gently pushed the soft cotton pad away and leaned against him, Shen Xinyan, who was already sleepy, looked into her eyes tightly, and said guiltily: " For so many years, Madam has been wronged because of my unsatisfactory performance..."

    Having said this, he twitched the corners of his mouth bitterly.

    Shen Xinyan was stunned, and suddenly sobered up. After listening to him again, she finally came to a realization.

    Wei Dao felt that his whole person was weird tonight, so he actually heard those words outside. For a while, there was some helplessness. This person is really, and he doesn't care if he is said so badly by outsiders. It's just sour words between women, why is it so abnormal.

    It's just that I was moved in my heart, and I knew that it was only because the other party put him in his heart, so he felt wronged for her.

    "What do you think about those long-tongued women, they are just talking sour words on the surface, but inside they don't know how much they envy me for being the prince's wife of the prince's mansion, and I will become the prince's wife in the future!"

    After her last life, how could she still care about those words? Wasn't she wronged enough in her last life?

    Wei Junhang stared at her closely, not letting go of every expression on her face. Seeing the disdain on her face when she mentioned those 'long-tongued women', she knew that what she said was really sincere, and finally let go.tone.

    The next moment, he kissed the wife in his arms heavily, stood up abruptly at the scream of the other party, picked her up, and strode into the bedroom.

    After a while, the woman's exclamation was blocked by something, and there was a small, thought-provoking sound...

    Fang Birong looked at the eldest sister who had almost smashed the china in the house, pursed her lips tightly, and never stepped forward to persuade her.

    It's just that she knew that her sister would be unreliable.Even the central feeder in the mansion can't keep it, what ability can she have to help her find a good future?

    Shen shi's road was completely blocked after the Hundred Flowers Banquet. Although the eldest princess has treated her quite well at the moment, she has never taken the initiative to plan for her.

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