Dressed as a sickly villain and survived by farming

Duan Rongshu opened his mouth, and racked his brains to exaggerate, "Small and chic, looks pretty."

Zhao Huai, "..."

He didn't know for a moment whether to ask the imperial doctor to take a look at Duan Rongshu's speech problem, or to find a few gentlemen to improve... correct the aesthetics of the three children.

Zhao Huai began to ask Duan Rongshu about the word order, "Come and tell me, the little thing looks very unique."

"..." Duan Rongshu came to his senses, but Zhao Huai's attitude forced him to tease him.

"Small and chic, looks pretty."

Zhao Huai repeated it again, but Duan Rongshu still said the same thing.

When he patiently corrected it again, Duan Rongshu was right.

Zhao Huai, "Yes, it's small and chic, and looks pretty."

"..."

Duan Rongshu burst into laughter immediately, "I'm laughing to death!"

Zhao Huai covered his face helplessly, not wanting to see anyone.

"Yo, Zhao Qingyan also has shy moments?"

Zhao Huai put his head on his lap and hummed in a low voice.

Duan Rongshu taught with his throat closed, "Forget about me~"

Zhao Huai raised his head expressionlessly, but the redness on his face was already exposed.

"Sui'an, stop talking."

I'm afraid this hurdle will be difficult to overcome, and may be mentioned by Duan Rongshu for the rest of his life.

Duan Rongshu snorted, "You still know how to lose face?"

Zhao Huai nodded, "You can't keep losing face, and it's not good to be too indulgent."

Duan Rongshu, "..."

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During the winter solstice, Zhao Huai held a banquet in Fengtian Hall. In addition to civil and military officials, there were also envoys who came to congratulate him.

Duan Rongshu didn't go, he stayed at home obediently.

It's cold and lazy, so I can't push a wheelchair. Is it possible to let him go up and down the stairs?

Weird.

Zhao Huai actually wanted him to go, how could he not seize an opportunity to show his affection?

It's just that Duan Rongshu asked, "Do you have blue eyes again?"

One hit kill.

Zhao Huai immediately dismissed this thought, and let him stay at home as he wished.

Zhao Huai: I hate gaudy eyes!

Duan Rongshu didn't go, which made some people think carefully.

A prince from an unknown country asked, "I have admired the name of the regent for a long time, why haven't I seen it today?"

When the prime minister saw Zhao Huai frowning, he immediately smiled and said, "His Royal Highness is not in good health, and His Majesty is considerate. Naturally, he will not let him go out and suffer in winter."

This means that the two of them love each other, not because of estrangement.

But some people don't think so, how cold it can be this day, and the reputation of the Great Zhou Emperor is spread all over the world, he never forgets to show his love when he kills the enemy before the battle, and wants to cling to him all the time.

It is said that when he attacked Beidi, he always worked the night shift, just to go back early, and now a mere winter can stop him?

What they don't know is that it's not the winter cold that blocks Zhao Huaixiu's affection, but their blue eyes.

Zhao Huai took a sip of wine. Everyone could tell that he was not happy, and it was probably because of a conflict.

It's just that Zhao Huai's real thought is: What's so good about it?It's really annoying, where is the abdominal muscle really touched.

Rong Shu was still at home at this time, except for Mr. Rong, several older people chatted around the carbon basin.Duan Rongshu also roasted chestnuts and sweet potatoes in a charcoal basin. In short, he and Rong Yi roasted everything.

Rong Yi even went to the kitchen to find meat to roast.

Rong Jian tucked a blanket for Duan Rongshu, "Do you want to roast your brother too?"

Rong Yi asked in confusion, "Can this also be baked?"

"..."

If it weren't for the charcoal basin, Rong Jian would have kicked it up.

Duan Rongshu covered his mouth and snickered. Rong Qing was a little unrestrained. He kept laughing with oranges stuffed in his mouth and almost choked to death.

"..." Rong Jian, "Qing'er, you are not young anymore."

Rong Qing stopped coughing, "What's wrong, Dad?"

"Rong Shu's children can run away now, and you don't have a shadow yet. Go on a blind date after the Chinese New Year."

Rong Qing, "Then I'm looking for a widow with children? The husband's family doesn't necessarily give children."

It is only possible that children can run after getting married.

Rong Jian, "..."

This time there was no charcoal basin to stop him, he went up and kicked, "Marry one and get one free, you think it's so beautiful?"

"I asked you to find a wife, not a son."

Rong Qing patted the stained footprints aggrievedly, and thought for a while, "It's really a good deal."

Rong Jian was so angry that his teeth itch, "Why don't you go to the [-]-year-old lady? Then you can have great-grandchildren!"

After thinking about it, Rong Qing still refused, "Then I have to leave in a few years, and it's probably not good to be buried with the old man of my original partner."

If he wanted to bury them together a hundred years later, he would have to bury them next to the old man, one on the left and one on the right of the old lady.

If he finds another old lady, there will be five in a row.

Rong Jian was about to die of Rong Qing's arrogance. He wanted to find this daughter-in-law or not. When the time came to find a daughter-in-law, he would have to call him aunt.

Duan Rongshu's sudden cough interrupted Rong Jian's positive slap, Rong Yi patted him on the back, and Rong Jian put roasted oranges in the bowl.

In fact, Duan Rongshu was only frightened by his own imagination, and he coughed when he accidentally choked while laughing.

If Rong Qing really found an eighty-year-old lady, wouldn't he have to be called sister-in-law?

Duan Rongshu took a bite of the orange, and then said, "Brother, let's find someone of the same age. It's a bit scary for you to call an uncle a son."

Rong Qing let out an ooh, then glanced at Rong Jian, "Why don't you find one?"

Rong Jian picked up the feather duster and chased after him, "If you want to call me milk, or call me mother!"

After a pause, Rong Qing jumped up and down screaming, "Call me nanny!"

Duan Rongshu: You can't take it, you can't take it, you can't escape this beating.

Rong Yi happily watched the play, applauding while watching, it was simply gloating.

Sure enough, after a few days, Rong Qing was arranged to go on a blind date. She was the granddaughter of Mr. Rong's poker friend.

Duan Rongshu accompanied him on the blind date, and he was still sitting in the iconic wheelchair, so what happened to Yi Da last time would definitely not happen.

Rong Qing was kicked out early in the morning, saying that he had to prepare well, Duan Rongshu felt that maybe Rong Jian simply didn't want to see him.

It was still early, and the two of them wandered around the street to buy snacks without taking a carriage.

Just when Rong Qing was paying the money, a young man in foreign costume suddenly appeared, he approached casually, and then threw himself on Duan Rongshu's lap stiffly.

In the early morning, the thin ice on the road was still not cleared, Duan Rongshu was caught off guard and was thrown backwards, "Brother!"

Rong Qing:! ! !

He was still holding the pastry in his hand, and hurried up to stop it, but the road was a bit slippery, and he hit the wheelchair directly, speeding it up.

Fortunately, there are many people on the street, so I only skated for ten meters.

Duan Rongshu just breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the perpetrator blushing and leaning over to apologize, his eyes gleaming blue in the sun.

He grabbed Rong Qing, "Brother, you have to testify for me!"

He did not disobey male virtues!