On the first day of the Lunar New Year, Mrs. Zhao Yunting wanted to go to the palace to pay New Year's greetings early.

Although Qin was the nominal wife of the Marquis and had the qualifications to go to the palace to pay New Year's greetings, Zhao Yunting took a leave on the grounds of being unwell and recuperated at home.

Just after Yin, the room was pitch black. Listening to the sound of horse hooves on the street outside, Zhao Chen hugged his wife: "Are you awake?"

Aji nodded. She woke up when Zhao Chen turned over, and later she heard the movements from the main room.

Zhao Chen kissed her forehead, remained silent for a moment, and whispered: "As long as I make a contribution this year, the emperor will give me the position of prince. At that time, you will become the prince's wife and you can go to the palace to pay New Year's greetings next year."

Just like the Ning family's exile to the frontier was the order of the late emperor, and the emperor was unable to overthrow it easily. It took some effort to get the position of prince who was deposed by the late emperor. Zhao Chen himself did not care much about that title, but he wanted his wife to get what she deserved earlier. There was still a difference between the Zhao family's wife and the Zhao family's wife.

Aji could hear the guilt implicit in the man's words, and put it against his shoulder and said, "What's the point of visiting the palace to pay New Year's greetings? I have to get up so early, I don't want to." She was telling the truth. Perhaps other ladies regarded entering the palace as decent, but she didn't care at all. She went to the palace to kneel down and kowtow early in the morning. What's decent?

"Silly." Some things are deeply rooted. Zhao Chen does not expect his wife to understand the meaning of these false rituals, nor does he need her to become like the daughter-in-law of the Marquis, who is next to him. She just needs to be his little wife.

Zhao Chen smiled silently, and his master skillfully got into his wife's clothes and said softly: "Yes, I don't think I'm going to be so early. If you have that skill, what's wrong with doing? Aju, do you think so?"

I had already tossed last night, and Aji didn't want to ask for it anymore. She folded her legs and refused to let go. She whispered to him: "You have to get up early today, so you can let me sleep a little longer..."

"Okay, you sleep with your eyes closed, I'll be busy with mine." Zhao Chen was very patient. His wife blocked it, so he slowly stepped down. Aji bit his lip and endured it. When he was forced, he raised his legs and kicked him in anger. However, Zhao Chen was holding his legs and lifted them up and turned her over. His movements were so fast that he didn't give Aji time to react. She turned around in anger. Zhao Chen had already climbed up and said to her ear: "I won't let you be on top this time, so as not to complain about being tired again."

Aji really wanted to call him a scoundrel, but he was successful. It was useless to scold him anymore, so he simply buried it in the pillow and accepted his life.

Zhao Chen was as if he was very dissatisfied with his wife not getting up early and entering the palace without letting her sleep to make up for her, but he was struggling hard. At first, he was still a little afraid of quiet at night, afraid that his wife would wake up his daughter. Later, there were firecrackers outside one after another. Seeing that his daughter was sleeping well, Zhao Chen became bolder and pulled his wife's hand covering her mouth, deliberately causing her to speak out.

Aji was really afraid of him, and he didn't want to do what he wanted, so he called cold weakly.

Zhao Chen looked at the quilt that was off his wife's shoulder and felt distressed. While complaining about her cunning, he quickly fought and decided to withdraw his troops.

The room was dark and both of them were panting.

Aji opened his eyes first and looked at Zhao Chen secretly. He had no pillows. His chin, which seemed cold and resolute, was raising his Adam's apple and rolling constantly, making her swallow. His lips were open. When he thought of his various things, Aji wanted to reach out to cover his mouth and see what he said. But it was useless to cover him at this time. Aji was a little despised his fake intelligence afterwards, and looked up at Zhao Chen's eyes.

He closed his eyes and stretched his eyebrows, looking very comfortable and enjoyable.

Aji suddenly didn't want to blame him, as long as he didn't always remember those worries, as long as he stopped frowning, she was willing to make trouble with him.

"Lying up, don't be frozen." Aji pulled the corner of the quilt to cover his exposed shoulder, and said with some complaints.

Zhao Chen was surprised at her gentleness, "Aren't you angry?" In the past, he had to coax her for a while before he could calm down.

Aji lowered her eyes and ignored him.

But he didn't look angry either. Zhao Chen thought about it, only guessed a reason, and leaned into her ear and said, "You are very comfortable, aren't you?"

Aji was stunned for a moment, then suddenly pulled the quilt onto him and left him outside to freeze.

Who can do anything to get involved in that matter.

Zhao smiled dullly and soon got back into the quilt and hugged the person to apologize.

Aji was tired, and she was really comfortable all over and didn't feel sleepy. The two of them whispered softly and the sky was completely bright.

Cancan woke up and frowned and was about to cry. Zhao Chen asked Aji to lie down. He got up and brought over the small chamber pot specially prepared for his daughter on the windowsill, and then carefully picked up his daughter to squeeze. Cancan rubbed his eyes, turned his head to look for his mother while squeezing. He grinned when he saw Aji.

Zhao Chen was very tempted: "She wouldn't smile at me first if I please her so much."

Aji lay on his side and looked at the father and daughter, laughing at him: "Then don't worry. I heard that other people's fathers don't like to hold children, so why don't they hold grandchildren?"

"I just hug my daughter if I like it, who can care?" Zhao Chen didn't care. When his daughter was ready to swear, he handed it to Aju to feed her breasts.

Half an hour later, the family of three went to Xinlanyuan to pay New Year's greetings to Ning's family and ate dumplings there.

The sun was high and the wife of Zhao Yunting returned from the palace. After dinner, Zhao Yunting led a family to worship the ancestral hall.

This is also the first time Aji has seen Mrs. Tai since the last drugged incident.

The lady was thin and her face was not good-looking. When she saw her, she obviously had hatred in her eyes, but when she glanced at Zhao Chen, she quickly opened her eyes, as if she had seen a ghost. Aji felt strange and suddenly wanted to know how Zhao Chen told the lady that night. On the way back to Zhuxuan, she asked Zhao Chen tentatively, but Zhao Chen smiled without saying a word.

Aji won't ask anymore.

In Rongshou Hall, the grandmother asked someone to call Zhao Han over.

"What's the matter with grandmother's call Cheng'an?" Zhao Han asked respectfully.

The lady waved to Zhao Han and stood up, holding his arm and looking at him with a smile: "Cheng'an is eleven years old, he is much taller than last year. At first glance, he is all older. How are you? How are you studying recently? Are you tired?"

The two legitimate grandsons, when Zhao Chen was born, the grandmother wanted to raise the eldest grandson by his side. Ning disagreed, and Zhao Yunting refused. The grandmother was unhappy. Zhao Chen was sensible and first did not get close to her. Later, he left home for many years. There was no relationship between the grandparents and grandsons. Zhao Han was different. Although he was not raised in Rongshou Hall, he was not raised in Weifang Garden. In addition, Zhao Han only had one legitimate grandson in the family. The grandmother was quite concerned about Zhao Han. Zhao Yunting did not give Zhao Han the treatment he deserved, so the grandmother often rewarded Zhao Han's things.

Zhao Han didn't need the compensation from the wife, but his grandmother cared about him, and he was grateful in his heart and simply told his grandmother about reading.

The grandma nodded and said with satisfaction: "Your elder brother is in the martial arts world. With his ability, even if you cannot succeed your father's title, it is not impossible to earn a title by yourself in the future. As for you, your father should have been appointed as the crown prince for you in the past two years. You study hard and will be the same as your father in the future. You have a title and a real official, so you will have a lot of potential."

Zhao Han smiled and did not respond.

My father had told him that the Marquis' Mansion would be his elder brother in the future, so that he could study with peace of mind and follow the imperial examination.

The lady said again: "Today I went to the palace to see the Empress Xian Concubine. The Empress has also asked me about you."

Zhao Han looked surprised.

The lady smiled and explained: "The fifth prince is one year younger than you. Her previous companion was cold before the New Year. The emperor wanted to choose a companion for the fifth prince from the noble family. The concubine of Xian heard from somewhere that you were smart since childhood. She asked me and said that after the Spring Festival, the emperor would personally select companion for the fifth prince. If you are interested, prepare well."

Zhao Han's heartbeat faster.

The virtuous concubine favored the harem, and her eldest son, King Rui, was the crown prince who was favored by many court officials. If he could become the companion of King Rui's younger brother, the fifth prince, he would be considered as King Rui's person. He was young and could not help King Rui, but, but his grandfather had military power. King Rui received him as the support of his grandfather. Then, if the eldest brother wanted to deal with his grandfather, King Rui would definitely not stand idly by, right?

Zhao Han's thin face slowly turned red with excitement. He knew that he was young and there must be something wrong with his ideas, but it was basically nothing wrong. This is also the only way he thought of to save his grandfather. If his grandfather keeps him, his mother will not die.

The elder brother wants to take revenge and he understands that he does not hate the elder brother, but his grandfather and mother are his relatives, so he cannot watch them die. When he grows up, he will immediately go out to live, take his mother away, and no longer get in the way of the elder brother's eyes, right? The father can divorce his mother and marry Ning again, and he only needs his mother to live well.

"What, does Cheng'an want to be a companion for the fifth prince?" the grandmother asked knowingly.

Zhao Han lowered his head and said humbly: "Cheng'an has limited talent and knowledge, so he may not be able to catch the eyes of the emperor."

The lady patted him on the shoulder and said meaningfully: "Whether this thing is successful depends on fate. If you study hard, it is best. If it fails, it doesn't matter. Don't take it too seriously. By the way, don't mention it to your father before the matter is finished, so as not to be happy."

Zhao Han smiled bitterly.

Father……

He wouldn't be happy that he took this path, but he had no way to go and always had to give it a try.

The grandparents and grandsons said a few more words, and Zhao Han said goodbye and went back to the front yard.

The lady smiled at the boy's back.

Since Zhao Chen doesn't recognize her grandmother, she can pretend that she doesn't have that eldest grandson. Do you really think that he can make a name for himself? Now that the concubine Xian has fallen in love with Zhao Han, she has trained this second-generation grandson with all her heart, and one day she will overwhelm his arrogance.

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Before dusk, it was cloudy.

After seeing the gift that Aji would bring to her parents' house tomorrow, she entered the house and said, "Is it going to snow? It's only snowing this year."

Zhao Chen was sitting on the kang teasing his daughter, and replied casually: "Don't worry, I will accompany you to your parents' home tomorrow."

"I didn't mean that." Seeing through his mind, Aju defended guiltily.

"What do you mean?" Zhao Chen looked up and smiled at her.

Aji angrily put the little cotton socks of his daughter in his hand into balls and threw them at him.

Zhao Chen took it with a smile and put it in Cancan's hand for her to play with. The father and daughter whispered: "Your mother can't tell me, and she is so angry."

Cancan grinned and grabbed the socks and stuffed them into his mouth. Zhao Chen laughed at her again: "Your socks don't smell bad, right?" He pulled the other end of the socks and refused to let his daughter eat them.

Cancan tried to compete with his father, and his little face gradually turned red. Zhao Chen didn't care. This was the case when his daughter tried hard. He thought that when his daughter was about to cry, he would let go and play with her. Aji listened to the sound but felt something was wrong. She walked over to look at her daughter and said hesitantly: "Do you want..."

Before he finished speaking, he heard a roar in his daughter's cotton pants.

There is a faint smell on the kang.

Aji was stunned. This was the first time her daughter had her father.

"You are going to stand there and watch?" Zhao Chen asked in anger, holding his daughter's back with one hand and pulling her socks with the other. Cancan didn't steal it from his father, as if he knew he had done something wrong, and he was motionless, staring at his father with big eyes blinking.

Aji refused to laugh, turned around to get the things he had packed up, and heard her husband complaining with great grievance: "I understand, Cancan looks at you, and I just said you, and she will teach me a lesson."
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