Group favorite Xiaojiao Bao: The whole family is a big villain

Zhen'an Prince's Mansion.

As the morning light just arrived, Su Yunqing opened her eyes on time and turned her head to glance at his wife Song Zhirou, who was still sleeping beside him. A trace of tenderness flashed in his stern eyebrows.

It was summer, and the ice in the room had almost completely melted into a basin of ice water. The temperature in the room was not high. The two of them were covered with a thin blanket. Song Zhirou probably couldn't stand the heat and kicked the blanket away in the middle of the night. Everyone slept outside, against the wall, far away from Su Yunqing's big stove in the summer.

Su Yunqing looked angry and funny. He stretched out his hand to take her back, and touched her slightly bulging belly with his thick hands. His movements were cautious, for fear of touching her out.

After being gentle for a while, Su Yunqing reluctantly let go and got up to dress and practice swordplay.

If a scholar-official does not study for a day, he will look disgusting.

Su Yunqing has stayed in the military camp for so many years, and getting up early to practice martial arts has become a habit engraved in his bones.

The genius was bright, but many people had gathered in the martial arts training ground, and the sound of weapons clashing came from inside from time to time.

"Your Majesty!"

"Good morning, Your Majesty!"

"Brother Su!"

Everyone was warming up and sparring, and when they saw Su Yunqing approaching, they all stopped and saluted.

"You are so early." Su Yunqing never adheres to formalities, especially to these brothers who have been with him through life and death. "Stop saluting and start practicing."

The martial arts training ground is not small, enough to accommodate a hundred people.

Two hours passed, and everyone was sweating. They were all grown men, and the smell was particularly strong.

Just when Su Yunqing was practicing heartily, Song Zhirou was awakened by a rapid knock on the door.

"Princess, Princess..."

Song Zhirou opened her eyes, touched the area beside her body, and found that it was already cold. She was probably used to it because Su Yunqing had been out for a long time. She got up and asked the maid to come in and change clothes, and then went out to see the housekeeper.

"What's the matter?" Except for important military matters, Song Zhirou never participated. She was responsible for almost everything else in the palace.

Back then, the Song family was found to have evidence that Song father had betrayed the country and collaborated with the enemy. Emperor Beiyan wanted to kill everyone in the Song family. If Su Yunqing had not stepped forward to protect her and saved her life, she would not be alive today, but the price was to be sent to this place. In the land of the Western Jin Dynasty, as an idle person, he only had the title of King Zhen'an, but nothing else. Even the people who had been following Su Yunqing were not reused.

The butler handed over the memorial with trembling hands, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty has issued a decree... Prince Xuan, Prince Xuan, will come to Beijing immediately."

Song Zhirou's expression condensed, she took the book and read it carefully, her heart sank. Could this day have finally come? Did Emperor Bei Yan really not tolerate them?

The world has been peaceful and stable recently, and there is no war at all. There is still some time before her birthday, and Song Zhirou really can't think of anything that requires Su Yunqing to make a special trip.

This battle for the crown prince is a matter of success and failure. As the original eldest prince and the son of the late queen, Su Yunqing is almost recognized as the crown prince. He is just short of the step of canonization. Unexpectedly, Su Lixun takes advantage of the loophole. Su Yunqing does not want to spend more time. Fighting, now they just stay in a corner and protect themselves wisely. Could it be that the emperor can't even tolerate this?

The emperor's heart is unfathomable. Song Zhirou read the book for a while, but still couldn't figure out the meaning. She raised her head and looked at the butler: "Where is the prince now?"

"Back to the princess, the prince is still in the martial arts training ground at this time."

"No, this princess is talking about another prince."

The butler couldn't turn around for a while. Another prince? Where is there another prince in this mansion?

Song Zhirou had a bad temper because of her pregnancy and was a little irritable. When she saw the butler's appearance, she said angrily: "King Ding'an."

"I was confused for a moment. Please forgive me, Princess." The housekeeper showed a sudden look on his face, "I'm afraid Prince Ding'an is still in Yueyun Village."

"Prepare the carriage, I am leaving now." Song Zhirou stood up.

The housekeeper wanted to persuade him again, but Song Zhirou glared at her coldly. He immediately became a quail. He didn't dare to say anything. He could only agree, quickly walked out of the house, and sent someone to the martial arts training ground to inform Su Yunqing of this incident. Then he slowly asked someone to prepare the carriage.

Just kidding, the prince said that now that the princess is pregnant, the princess's affairs are a big deal. Not to mention the rugged road to Yueyun Village, if you meet some bad guy along the way and something happens to the princess, even if he has ten heads It's not enough for the prince to chop.

So, Song Zhirou waited and waited until the carriage came. When she got tired of waiting, the carriage did not come, but Su Yunqing came back on horseback first. When he received the news, he didn't even have time to wash off the smelly sweat on his body, so he just called When Song Zhirou stepped into the house with the sound of "rou'er", she was so smoked that she couldn't help but retched.

Su Yunqing:...

Helpless, Su Yunqing could only take a quick cold shower, and hurried back to the dormitory without even having time to dry her hair.

After a lot of delay, it was almost time for lunch. Song Zhirou was only four months old, and she was extremely pregnant. She started to fall asleep after lunch. Su Yunqing had learned about it from the housekeeper a long time ago. He managed to coax the person to sleep, and then he rode out and rushed to Yueyun Village.

Song Zhirou's worries were not groundless. Even if Su Yunqing didn't think about herself, she still had to think about Song Zhirou, who was pregnant, and the brothers who followed her through life and death but were feared by Su Lixun.

Yueyun Village.

It is a village surrounded by mountains on three sides. It is built on the mountains. The famous terraces of the Western Jin Dynasty are scattered on the mountains. From a distance, they look like an irregular chessboard.

Yueyun Village has beautiful mountains, beautiful water and even more beautiful people.

The waterwheel turned leisurely, and several children made balls of mud and fought with each other. After a while, many of them became mud men.

It was already afternoon when Su Yunqing arrived at Yueyun Village, and the sun was hanging in the west.

He found Su Xuanyan among the girls.

Su Xuanyan was wearing coarse clothes and linen, which still gave off an indescribable aura, and he looked like the type that many girls wanted to marry.

After hearing Su Yunqing's worries, Su Xuanyan held a cup of tea under his nose and sniffed it, "Don't worry too much. Even though that little pervert is perverted, he's not that desperate..."

Su Xuanyan paused and added: "At most, a layer of skin will fall off, but he won't die."

Su Yunqing: ...Isn't this enough?

"You all have to thank Jiu'er. If it weren't for Jiu'er, with that little perverted temperament, how could you still live such a peaceful life? You might have been sent to the frontier a long time ago."

Su Xuanyan took another sip of tea.

These words have almost become his mantra. Su Yunqing almost trembled after hearing this, but he did not refute, because Su Xuanyan was right. If it weren't for Jiu'er, with Su Lizun's temper, he, Su Yunqing, would never survive. After all, he was once the most likely person to become an emperor.

Su Xuanyan stopped talking while drinking, and stared at a certain place. Su Yunqing called him several times, but he didn't respond. Then he didn't know what he thought of, and turned his head and looked straight at Su Yunqing.

"Did you bring the discount?"

Su Yunqing took out the folding book from his arms.

Su Xuanyan quickly took it, and the words were still the same. Su Yunqing didn't know why Su Xuanyan suddenly became excited.

Hearing his sudden heavy breathing, Su Yunqing was a little confused: "Uncle Huang?"

"Quick! Hurry up! I'll go back to the capital with you!"