Evil husband dressed as a desolate prince

The black steed looked at the unfamiliar road ahead, took a tentative step, made two "heavy" sounds from time to time, and flicked its tail awkwardly.

"Is this horse too docile? Look at it when you pick it. It's a young man."

Xie Feng seemed to want to make sure, but Song Jingwen snatched his head back before he lowered his head, and was bitten by his ears, breathing out, "Sit down, your legs will break if you fall!"

"I'm pulling the reins, and Dahei won't suddenly go crazy." Xie Feng insisted on retorting, but he was so frightened that he held the horse's neck with both hands obediently, and turned his head to smile at Song Jingwen.

Song Jingwen was so angry that his teeth were itchy, he lowered his head and rubbed against Xie Feng's back helplessly, and said sternly, "Don't hug the horse's neck, do you want to strangle it? Come, hug me!"

Xie Feng was really worried, and cherished this precious thing so much, he moved his butt back and let go of his hands, muttering, "It's called Dahei."

Song Jingwen had a headache for a while. The green-eyed wolf was named Xiaolang, and the black horse was named Dahei. His daughter-in-law's ability to choose names is really not flattering.

"Look, it doesn't like you calling it Dahei." Song Jingwen reined in the rein secretly, preventing the horse from going any further, and said flickeringly, "It thinks the name is too ugly, so it gets angry."

Xie Feng rubbed the horse's back, and seriously thought about the new name, "It's amazing, it can understand human language. So call it black egg?"

"..."

The corners of Song Jingwen's mouth twitched, and he babbled about a title, "Little Gongju, it's called Gongju, look at its reserved appearance, it looks like a delicate one."

Xie Feng was still thinking about it, Song Jingwen let go of the rein immediately, clamped the horse's stomach again, the black horse moved leisurely, pretending to be surprised, "Gongju likes this name, let's call it this."

Xie Feng half-pushed and compromised on the spot, feeling that the "public election" was very ignorant.

Song Jingwen waited until Xie Feng got used to the height and speed before he slapped the horse's butt. He tightened the arms around Xie Feng's waist, and he knew it with a smile, "The public exam is about to speed up, you see Look at the current speed is like a snail crawling on the ground, how can it be a horse."

Unexpectedly, Xie Feng fell back, and sank tightly between Song Jingwen's arms, met Song Jingwen's eyes, and raised his head with a smile, "Let's go, Bai Jinrong and the others must have eaten it all."

Gongju stomped on the ground with his strong and powerful limbs, Song Jingwen pulled the reins suddenly, Gongju raised his forelegs and fell back to the ground with a "snap", he reflexively protected Xie Feng's head, "Almost overrun. "

The tall black horse stirred up a burst of dust, which had a great impact on the people on the horseback. Xie Feng's face turned pale suddenly, and cold sweat broke out on his back instantly.

Bai Jinrong waved at them, drinking soda without any idleness in his mouth, and said in boredom, "I'll just wait for you, why did it take so long to buy a horse."

In the blink of an eye, he saw Xie Feng clutching his stomach with a pale face, hiccupped in shock, and rushed forward worriedly, "Brother Feng, what's wrong, why did you go?"

Song Jingwen held Xie Feng's face in his hands when he heard the words, he was horrified, "Little ancestor, what's wrong?"

"It hurts," Xie Feng whimpered and curled up, unable to straighten up due to the pain, with tears in his eyes, "...stomach, it hurts."

Song Jingwen turned over and jumped off the horse, carefully carried him off, and shouted at Bai Jinrong, who was standing stupidly beside him, "Quickly, go to the doctor!!"

Bai Jinrong came back to his senses and stumbled towards the largest medical clinic in the town.

Song Jingwen's appearance just now was really scary, he completely lost his usual playful smile, as if he was going to swallow people alive.

Bai Jinrong spent a lot of money to find the best doctor in the hospital, and when he heard that his life was at stake, he urged the apprentice on the tricycle to hurry up, don't really die.

Doctor Jiang gave Xie Feng a pulse, and the old god was stroking the non-existent beard on the ground, and changed hands after a while.

Although Song Jingwen was in a hurry, he knew that he could not interfere with the doctor's diagnosis, so the doctor withdrew his hand abruptly, and hurriedly asked, "Doctor, what's wrong with my daughter-in-law?"

Dr. Jiang glared at him angrily. He thought that something serious had happened, so he sprained his foot in a hurry.

Doctor Jiang spoke quite aggressively, and scoffed, "How do I know what good things you have done, you are already a father, and you don't take good care of your daughter-in-law. Do you want to kill two people?"

Song Jingwen choked, stunned, and dumbfounded!

He numbly turned his neck to look at Xie Feng who was lying on the bed, and said in disbelief, "I, is he pregnant?"

Dr. Jiang blew his beard and waved his hands, prescribed some anti-abortion medicine for the patient, and said solemnly, "It's been more than a month, and this time the fetal gas was disturbed. There is no danger. There will be another time, but there is no guarantee." No more tire slips."

Dr. Jiang paused, seeing that these two were also novice fathers, the old man blushed and said, "Don't do that in the first three months."

Xie Feng's bloodless cheeks were blushed, it was embarrassing to yell about such a thing.He shyly looked at Song Jingwen's expression, but instead of seeing the expected ecstasy, he was at a loss.

His whole body was like falling into an ice cellar, and the cold air forced him to crawl straight into the quilt.Does the husband not like children? He was immediately wronged.

Just as he was depressed, Song Jingwen cried out loudly.

"?!!! I, idiot, am pregnant!" Song Jingwen jumped up belatedly, speechless with excitement, "then I can't hurry, I will leave after I have raised it. No, no, no, I won't go , my baby is really king when it comes up, the big baby is the little baby!"

Bai Jinrong couldn't understand what nonsense he was talking about, and felt that this person was crazy, so he helped him send Dr. Jiang out, and then went to Ji Zhou's place to boss him around, making people rush to boil the anti-fetal medicine.

Song Jingwen dug the red-eyed brother out of the quilt, kissed him on the forehead uncontrollably, and coaxed him to drink a bowl of porridge and the medicine.

Xie Feng didn't say a word, he still hated Song Jingwen's stupid appearance just now, and always suspected that he didn't like children.

He hugged his stomach pitifully and shrunk under the quilt, leaving the back of his head for the other party, and said sullenly, "You don't like me, and you don't like children either."

Yes, proud of being favored!

Song Jingwen held back his laughter, playfully held Xie Feng's collarbone in his mouth, and said with a straight face, "You're not me, how do you know. I hold you in my hand and I'm afraid you'll melt, you little heartless one! Nonsense, I will beat you in front of Zai Zai."

Xie Feng twisted his body, buried in Song Jingwen's chest like a cub, moaning.

Song Jingwen gently moved the quilt into his arms, took off his shoes and socks and sat cross-legged behind Xie Feng, "My darling, is it still uncomfortable?"

Xie Feng shook his head, licked his lips and said, "I'm hungry."

Song Jingwen went downstairs to order a few dishes without complaint, but Xie Feng didn't expect to be interested at all, so he stopped eating after a few mouthfuls, "I want to eat hot and sour noodles."

Song Jingwen fed another chopstick of shredded potatoes, "Same thing, these are vinegar potatoes. What's so delicious about hot and sour noodles, be good, eat rice."

Xie Feng shyly put down his chopsticks, blinked his eyes and said coquettishly, "If you want something strong, you give me a bowl of plain porridge. I don't even know the taste of sour, sweet, bitter, spicy."

Song Jingwen stood up, kissed him on the eyes, and said with a smile, "I really can't do anything about you."

Xie Feng leaned on the door frame and watched Song Jingwen ask people to go to the car to get things. After standing for a while, he was tired again and lay down on the table to drink soda.

Song Jingwen hugged a few jars, pushed the big one in front of Xie Feng, and smiled with the corner of his mouth curled up, "It's still grandma who has the foresight to satisfy her craving with preserved fruits, and I'll soak hot and sour powder for you."

Xie Feng opened the jar with bright eyes, and the sweet and sour smell of green plums rushed to his face. He grabbed one and put it in his mouth, then reached out and took another to Song Jingwen's mouth, shaking his feet happily.

Xie Feng felt sleepy after eating, Song Jingwen regretted going out at this time, it seemed that his little ancestor was tired.No wonder I haven't been able to eat anything for the past two days, and I'm still dizzy.

After Song Jingwen confirmed that Xie Feng was asleep, he stuck it on Xie Feng's stomach like a thief, and muttered, "Baby?"

The older one fell asleep, the younger one was still too young, and no one responded to him.Song Jingwen still smiled to himself, slipped off the bed quietly, asked Ji Zhou to find a doctor to follow him all the way, and then changed to a more spacious and comfortable carriage.

In the evening, he told Xie Feng that he would wait for the child to be born before going to the capital. Xie Feng deliberately kicked him in a fit of anger, fuming softly, "You just dislike me for dragging you down!"

How unreasonable!Obviously afraid of being left behind, he stretched out his claws in a bluffing manner.

Song Jingwen smiled and pressed him down to be submissive before waving his hands, teasing his bright red ears, "Let's go slowly, anyway, there is nothing important about Cha Jinwu."

After resting for two days, the group of people then went to the direction of Kyoto. "Public Judgment" is definitely not daring to give Xie Feng a ride.Song Jingwen handed over the black horse to others to take care of him, and he stayed in the carriage all day long.

Xie Feng didn't have any morning sickness reaction at first, but he couldn't eat as soon as he got in the car, lying sickly on Song Jingwen's lap, with an orange-flavored hard candy wrapped in his mouth, and threw a piece of milk candy to the little wolf while Song Jingwen was not paying attention .

The wolf and the wolf looked at each other and smiled, Song Jingwen half-closed his eyes and pretended not to know, as long as Xie Feng didn't feel uncomfortable, he could do whatever he wanted.

After eating hot and sour noodles for five days, the carriage drove into Kyoto.

The appearance of so many people in Kyoto did not attract the attention of others. After all, people come and go in Kyoto every day, and the people who see the most are people.

As soon as Bai Jinrong arrived in Kyoto, he was a runaway wild horse, and he wanted to find Cha Jinwu in joy.

Song Jingwen poured a basin of cold water on his head, and said calmly, "Can you figure out which way the Che Mansion's gate opens?"

Xie Feng lazily raised his eyelids, hummed, hooked Song Jingwen's fingers suspiciously, and said to Bai Jinrong, "Don't worry, someone will definitely come looking for us."

Bai Jinrong grudgingly scribbled on the ground with his feet. Ji Zhou glanced at him and followed him, "Why are you in a hurry? It's not chasing a husband thousands of miles away. If it's Chen Shimei, you can cry."

Bai Jinrong was so angry that he jumped up and chased after him, but Ji Zhou held it down with a finger. This man's venomous tongue probably got Song Jingwen's true biography, and he said quietly, "I'm talking about the story in the story book, why are you so aggressive? Don't you cry too?"

Song Jingwen watched the play happily, and gloated over Bai Jinrong's loss. It was quite interesting for the two of them to bicker all the way.

Xie Feng couldn't stand it anymore, pulled the angry Bai Jinrong over, stuffed him with a handful of candy, and pushed him towards the restaurant, "Eat first."

Song Jingwen crossed his legs, put one hand on Xie Feng's waist, and greeted the waiter to serve the food. After the person took the menu and left, he wondered, "Why is there no one in the restaurant? There are too few customers."

Xie Feng turned his head, also puzzled, "The 'Xianghuan' restaurant in Kyoto is indeed not as prosperous as the one in Ningchang Town."

"It's already past noon, and it's normal that no one is there. Boss Song, the storyteller you arranged in this capital is not as good as our town." Bai Jinrong knocked on the peanuts on the table, struggling to peel the peanut kernels The coat is too hypocritical.

When the waiter brought the dishes, Song Jingwen knew why the business was not as good as other branches.He swallowed the duck meat in distaste, it was smelly and smelly, obviously missing steps, "This is not the level that 'Xiang Huan' should have, the chef should change."

Xie Feng was very hungry, he was not as particular as Song Jingwen, and he ate rice until his belly bulged.Song Jingwen pinched his face, dumbfounded, and lost weight after driving for so many days.

To be precise, it's not that the food is too difficult to swallow, it's just that such nonsense is ruining the signboard of "Xianhuan". How can it stand out in Kyoto where there are many restaurants?

There is an argument that the income on this book is too low.

The author has something to say: Boss Song’s diary on October 16, 7.12th year of Yuanlong calendar

Pay attention to people!Che Jinwu, an old boy, even has an ice cellar, and he pretended to follow me to the summer resort.Of course I had to show off my skills. While my wife was making ice, I pushed Cha Jinwu in, let's see!This is what it means to be rich and powerful, rich and self-willed, to play casually, and to control enough.