Stay with me, I rely on the childbearing system to get pregnant and dote on me alone

The lotus on the collarbone has long been blurred by thin sweat.

Cha Jiu curled up in Shen Suyuan's arms, breathing lightly to regain her strength.

Shen Suyuan placed a kiss on her sweaty forehead, raising the corners of his lips as if asking for reward: "Are my skills good?"

Chajiu's face turned red, her eyelashes trembled and she hit his chest: "Be more serious."

Shen Suyuan was innocent: "I'm talking about the technique of painting lotus on the collarbone. Madam, where did you think of it?"

Chajiu bit her lip and glared at him.

Chen Suyuan suppressed his smile, hugged her tighter, and treated her tenderly.

"Jiang Yu."

"Ok?"

"Actually, you said something wrong before."

Cha Jiu raised her head in his arms, not knowing why: "Which sentence?"

Shen Suyuan couldn't help but kiss her always clear and clean eyes again.

"You rescued me from the curse and then told me that my life will be mine from now on."

Cha Jiu listened quietly.

"No." He smiled, "My life still belongs to you and our children."

……

A year later, Cha Jiu gave birth to a pair of twins, a boy and a girl.

Shen Ciye was so happy that he had younger siblings. He eagerly pulled on his father and mother's thighs, hoping that they would agree to let him name the younger siblings.

Both Shen Suyuan and Cha Jiu agreed.

Shen Ciye finally named his younger siblings Shen Mianxing and Shen Mianyue respectively.

Cha Jiu hugged Shen Ciye, kissed his childish little face, and asked, "Why did you choose these two names?"

Shen Ciye tilted her head and looked at her mother: "Xingyue Ye?"

Chajiu: "Huh?"

"If I were Wuyuan Ye, then my younger brothers and sisters should be Xingchen and Haoyue. I, the eldest brother, will tolerate and protect them all my life!"

After saying that, Shen Ciye patted her chest with a righteous look.

Cha Jiu couldn't help laughing: "Good man."

Shen Suyuan also praised: "Good brother."

Shen Wu and Shen Qi nodded in appreciation: Their future good master!

The years are long and peaceful.

As he was getting old, Zhong Zhong resigned from the position of city lord, and Shen Suyuan officially took over as the lord of Qingzhou city.

Shen Ciye also grew up from a naughty little dumpling to a rich and handsome young man, and was personally led by his father to learn various affairs in Qingzhou.

Although he is kind to others, he always smiles and looks very kind to others.

But when it comes to dealing with serious matters, his methods are decisive and merciless, even worse than Shen Suyuan's.

Therefore, Qingzhou's subordinates did not look down upon him because of his youth.

The most important thing is that their young city master can communicate with ghosts. All disobedient words and rebellious behaviors will be reported to the young city master intact by those damn, ubiquitous gossip ghosts.

Therefore, everyone kept to their own standards and did not dare to go beyond the rules.

The second son, Shen Mianxing, has a much more introverted personality. His emotions and anger are inexpressible, and his thoughts are unpredictable.

However, he was very talented in leading troops in battle. He was familiar with various military books and formations, and even created his own offensive and defensive formations based on different combat situations.

When he was 17 years old, he led his troops into battle for the first time. He fought a beautiful victory with a small number and defeated a large number, and captured the strongest city in the troubled times.

At less than 20 years old, he has already achieved great success.

One of his subordinates was interested in swaying Shen Mianxing to ascend to the throne, so he pretended to be unwilling to do so: "You have been fighting in the field all these years, capturing one city after another for Qingzhou, but the young city lord doesn't need to do anything. Sitting in a high position... Alas, I really don't think it's worth it for you."

Shen Mianxing raised his eyebrows: "Then what do you think I should do?"

The subordinate said cryptically: "Of course, those who are capable will live there."

Shen Mianxing nodded: "I like what you said very much."

The subordinate smiled.

Shen Mianxing threw the dagger on his waist in front of him: "Come, cut out your tongue. I want to see what kind of tongue can say such beautiful words."