After sorting out his thoughts, Jun Yiwei walked out of the study, his hair was hanging down at the end of his hair, and was gently picked up by the evening breeze. The door of the bedroom was half-closed, and he saw the beautiful figure sitting alone in front of the lights. He was flipping through the playbook, and a strand of hair was placed in his ears, waiting for someone to come.

Jun Yiwei pushed open the carved wooden door and heard the familiar voice. Duan Nian put down the script, "Sima."

"Yeah." Jun Yiwei sat down, "Jiuye told me that you went to Changqingshan today." Duan Nian thought he was just a formula and asked, but he didn't care, "Well, I went to play with Nanxing."

"A Nian--" Jun Yiwei suddenly shouted, full of affection.

"Hmm?" Duan Nian raised her head and looked at him.

"A Nian." After a pause, Jun Yiwei said, "I am your husband, the person you can rely on the most. You can say everything you want to say to me."

Hum? What does this mean? Duan Nian knows it. It must be Jiuye who eavesdropped on my conversation with the third prince. "What did Jiuye tell you?"

Without taking care of Duan Nian's inquiry, Jun Yiwei continued, "A Nian, I believe everything you said, because I am your husband, you are my wife. The only wife."

The hot and sincere eyes shot directly into Duan Nian, making her fascinated in this vast sea, "Jun Yiwei--"

"A Nian, promise me that I will be the person you trust the most." Jun Yiwei hugged Duan Nian and tightened his arms.

Duan Nian also hugged him. He was her husband. "Okay, I promise you." The red curtain fell, and the dark candlelight swayed on the head of the bed full of affection.

Duan Nian and Jun Yi were lying down on both ends. No one would go to bed early that night.

After a moment, Jun Yiwei sat up, turned her body gently, moved behind Duan Nian, and lay down. The breath of the tip of her nose blew on Duan Nian's neck and shoulders, making her body itchy. Seeing that A Nian's body trembled for a moment, she knew that she was not asleep either. She became even more excited. She lay down with her hands between her abdomen, and her eyes were bent into the moon.

Duan Nian, who was beside him, closed his eyes and pulled a curve that she didn't even realize. "Sister, sister, look, the eldest brother made a sword for me." Xiao Nanzhu took the wooden sword he brought from Jiuye this morning, and first gave it to Nanxing for excitement, and then ran over to show it to Duan Nian.

Duan Nian put down and ate the fragrant breakfast, picked up Nan Zhu who ran towards him with happiness, let him sit on his lap, followed Nan Xing's tricks, and looked at Mu Jian, "Well, what a majestic sword."

Jun Yiwei's face was slightly darker next to him, staring at the little boy who jumped out of nowhere.

Seeing Jun Yiwei's face, Duan Nian explained with a smile: "This child is Nanxing's younger brother, named Nanzhu."

Humph, I didn’t see Jiuye report this to me. I’ll just let it go and save it. What happened to me when I came here early in the morning.

"Nan Zhu, call me brother." Duan Nian signaled Nan Zhu to look at Jun Yiwei, "Call me brother."

Nan Zhu held the wooden sword and ran into Jun Yiwei's low face. He was shocked instantly, his body stopped moving, and he could no longer sound. His big watery eyes turned back to look at Duan Nian.

Seeing Nan Zhu's reaction, Duan Nian said in a slight angrily: "You scared him." Then he stopped looking at Jun Yiwei and touched Nan Zhu's head to show comfort.

Nanxing couldn't see Nanzhu outside, so he looked for it in the bedroom. When he walked in, he happened to meet the cold eyes of Da Sima. The dangerous aura was obvious. Nanxing hurriedly stepped forward and carried Nanzhu down from Duan Nian's legs and walked out quickly.

Looking at Jun Yiwei's bad eyes, Duan Nian felt uncomfortable, "Okay, I'll eat." She put down the bowls and chopsticks, got up, and walked out.

Jun Yi grabbed Duan Nian's sleeves only, as if he was imitating Nan Zhu's eyes just now, "A Nian, I was wrong."

Duan Nian helped his hand down, sat down, and said helplessly: "Eat quickly, I will go to court later." "Sister, that uncle is so fierce, Nan Zhu is a little scared." Xiao Nan Zhu said pitifully.

Nan Xing put down Nan Zhu who was hugging him, pinched his nose, and smiled and said, "If that uncle is here in the future, Nan Zhu will not go to find his sister, do you know?"

"Well, Nan Zhu knows." Nan Zhu nodded.

"So good, go find the eldest brother. Didn't you still want him to teach you how to play swords?"

Nan Zhu lit his eyes, held the wooden sword and ran to the east courtyard. "Ye, which little kid is this?" Shi Ye walked out of the room and saw Jiu Ye practicing sword in the courtyard, followed by a child, jumping and walking with him.

Shi Ye looked at Nan Zhu's round head and mind, very cute, so he pulled him in front of him, pinched his cheeks, and tried a little hard, "Tell me, are you Ye Nanxing's little brother?" His tone pretended to be a little fierce.

"I am the younger brother of my sister." Nan Zhu said pitifully, and then shouted loudly, "Big brother, there is a weird uncle."

Jiuye smiled and stopped the sword and pulled Nan Zhu down.

"Uncle, big brother?!" Shi Ye felt unhappy when he heard this. Why is there a generation missing? He hummed, gave the little guy a blank look, and went to the front yard to find the young master.

"Young Master, go on a horse today?" Shi Ye asked. Didn't you sit in a sedan chair in the past? I saw Jun Yiwei riding on the black wind with a springy look on his face. "If you don't go to Kuye Mountain today, don't go to Kuye Mountain."

Not early morning court? The emperor is on holiday? No, I rode on a horse and followed the young master.

Wen Zhaoyi's palace,

"Eya, why do you think of going to the palace to see your aunt today?" Wen Zhaoyi took a sip of tea and asked in a harmonious voice. She thought this girl would hold a grudge against me for several days.

Wen Erya said in a soft voice: "My father always misses his aunt at home, so he asked me to come to the palace to accompany him."

Wen Zhaoyi held Wen Erya's hand and said in a gentle voice: "Have you figured out the marriage between you and Qi'er? You have to know that your father and I are considering you."

Consider me? If you consider me, you shouldn't ask the emperor to give me a marriage. Which decision you made is not for the benefit of the family, for the benefit, and even to pay for my lifelong happiness. Thinking of this in your heart, you should pretend to be guilty, "It was Erya who was not good before and didn't understand the painstaking efforts of her father and aunt. Now I have figured it out, please don't worry."

Wen Zhaoyi finally let go of this thought, "You are still sensible." Then Wen Zhaoyi thought of something again and said, "You said Qi'er, don't discuss things with me about Jizhou, just go like this. Let's see how he ends up."

"It's not my cousin's fault, Rong Jie is cunning." Wen Erya said.

Thinking of Rong Jie, Wen Zhaoyi's heart became unknown. In the court, the only one who dared to be against the Wen family was the Rong family. However, they could only talk about it. Seeing the son of Rong Guipin, they could only play the piano, haha.

"Aunt, Erya has heard some rumors recently," said Wen Erya.

"What rumor?"

"Erya heard that the Minister of War intended to promise his daughter to his cousin before." Wen Erya said, observing the expression of Wen Zhaoyi.

"Ha." Wen Zhaoyi sneered and said, "What is his daughter? The emperor has already praised her for giving her to the Grand Sima, and he still wants to climb up to Qi'er." Erya's words sounded a little jealous, and it seemed that she had really figured it out.

"Erya also heard that the Grand Sima treated his wife very well and had not taken a concubine yet." Seeing that his aunt's face changed, Wen Erya hurriedly continued, "Erya just envied her. I hope that after getting married to my cousin, my cousin could treat me like Grand Sima treating his wife, with her eyebrows in the same way, and her pairs were like mandarin ducks."

My aunt entered the palace since she was seventeen years old, and she had not enjoyed a day of husband and wife and love. Her great years were buried in the deep palace and she had never received any affection from the emperor, which led to her being unable to stand other people's zither and zither, and Wen Erya knew this deeply. As expected, Wen Zhaoyi's face began to have a subtle hideous look.
Chapter completed!