The general's wife is sick

Ji Liu turned over and reached out to touch Xiong Jinghai's face. Peach Blossom's eyes sparkled, and her slender knuckle fingers slid across Xiong Jinghai's cheeks, making Xiong Jinghai swallow his saliva with a seductive gesture.

"No life!"

"..." Xiong Jinghai sighed resignedly, "If you don't give birth, then you won't give birth."

He said so, but his hands dishonestly picked troubles on Ji Liu, but he still said casually, "It will be hard for you to teach them well in the future."

Ji Liu rolled his eyes, "If I say no birth, then no birth, so don't use bitter tricks!"

Xiong Jinghai buried his head down, and successfully heard Ji Liu gasp a few times, "I didn't use bitter tricks, I just think it's a pity that the three of them don't have younger brothers and sisters, and they won't even have anyone to help them in the future."

Having lived with Xiong Jinghai for so many years, how could Ji Liu not understand him, "Help? With the personalities of the three of them, how can they use others to help?"

Xiong Jinghai also knew what Ji Liu was talking about, so he burst out laughing, rubbing Ji Liu's skin red with his bearded chin.

Zhanqi, Zhanping and Zhanyi are triplets, unlike the fake twins of Xiong Jinghai and Nie Xuyang, these three children are born exactly the same.

Because of this identical appearance, the servants in the mansion couldn't tell which of the three of them was who. Since childhood, in order to distinguish the three of them, Ji Liu made the belts of the three of them have different colors.

And because of the existence of this BUG, ​​the three children often play tricks on the servants by changing their clothes. It only takes a few breaths to change the belt from left to right.

For example, in the morning, the three children wake up at different times, and the servants wait for them to wash up one by one. The fighting spirit is the center of the three children, and he likes to stay in bed. In order to rest for a while, he often wakes up, Go directly to Zhanping's room, let Zhanping wash and eat instead of him, so that he can sleep for a while.

But usually it can only be relied on before the teacher gives a lecture, and three people must be present at the same time.

The three of them like to play around, but they each have their own specialties. Zhan Qi is the elder brother. He has better knowledge and correct handwriting. He is old, but the words are accurate. The husband has praised him more than once, but his fighting spirit is a bit sloppy. He doesn't like sitting at the table and listening to the gentleman's polite words. He prefers to be outside instead of sitting here. Running and jumping, often leaning on his chin with his hand, his eyes glazed over, he just wandered off again.

In class, Mr. lectured and asked about Zhan Qi, followed by Tie, both of whom were praised by Mr. When Mr. turned around, Zhan Qi and Zhan Yi quickly unbuttoned their belts and exchanged belts. , and then the will to fight was asked.

I saw Zhan Qi dressed up as Zhan Yi stood up and answered the sir's questions fluently. The husband was very satisfied, nodded repeatedly, and praised by the way, "The third young master has been working hard recently, and today's homework can be avoided."

Zhan Qi calmly thanked, "Thank you sir."

This scene was seen by the husband and wife who happened to come back from the palace.

On the second day, when Mr. Dan asked again, Zhanqi and Zhanping were still able to answer fluently. When it was the turn of Zhanyi, Mr. still turned his back. After finishing fighting, he sat back in front of the three of them again, stopped moving and asked questions one by one.

Now Zhanping and Zhanyi were dumbfounded, Mr. smiled and looked at Zhanyi's disguised Zhanping, "Does Second Young Master have any unique insights on this topic?"

Zhan Yi smiled awkwardly, his eyes kept asking Zhan Ping for help, Zhan Qi looked at the gentleman who was with the old god, why didn't he understand that their trick was exposed.

"The three young masters are quick-witted, but they used the wrong place." Ji Liu said, "This is what my husband told me at the time. The three of them are clever, but I don't know who they learned from."

Xiong Jinghai was lying beside him, always talking about the child, no matter what he wanted to do, he basically couldn't do it.

"Of course my son is like me!"

"You are so outstanding." Ji Liu sarcastically said.

"That's natural. If I'm not outstanding, can you marry me?" Of course Xiong Jinghai knew what Ji Liu meant, but he just had the ability to misinterpret it and take it as a compliment.

Ji Liu turned over and turned her back to him, "I'm also wondering why I married you in the first place."

Xiong Jinghai was full of regret when he heard this, he leaned over, leaned into his ear and whispered, "Didn't you like my skill?"

With an elbow back, Ji Liu scolded with a smile, "Do you want to be ashamed?"

Turning Ji Liu over, the husband and wife are nose to nose, on the soft bed, their movements are very intimate.

"Shameless, I only want you."

Ji Liu sighed, "Unconsciously, so many years have passed, and I don't know if there will be a chance to go back and see in this life."

"You still want to go back?" Xiong Jinghai frowned immediately. He knew that Ji Liu's world was different from here, but he had never heard Ji Liu say that he wanted to go back and have a look. to the feeling of abandonment.

Ji Liu heard what Xiong Jinghai said, "It's not that I want to go back, it's just that I always want to see it if I have a chance."

"No!" Xiong Jinghai sat up. He has a strong body, and he has been practicing martial arts all year round, which makes him look good even sitting on the bed.

"If you don't agree, don't allow it. What are you excited about?" Pulling him onto the bed again, and laying down, Ji Liu explained, "Just thinking about it, besides, it's not something I can go back if I want to. I’ve been back for a few years.”

Xiong Jinghai hugged him into his arms, "You are not allowed to have such thoughts, you have a father, a mother, a grandmother, and me and a child, what else do you want?"

After a while, before Ji Liu could say anything, Xiong Jinghai tore off his underwear, "You are still too leisurely to think about other things."

Looking at the approaching bear's body, Ji Liu couldn't help shaking. Over the years, they knew each other very well. Whenever Xiong Jinghai was in bed, it seemed that Xiong Jinghai had controlled the code of his body, which made him collapse again and again, remembering the deep-rooted love. Trembling, Ji Liu defended, "I didn't, I don't want to, calm down!"

The knife has been unsheathed, so there is no reason to insert it back without seeing blood, Xiong Jinghai naturally ignored what Ji Liu was saying, and just followed his own ideas.

In the early morning of the second day, Xiong Jinghai went out energetically and stayed with the three children practicing martial arts in the courtyard. Zhan Qi held a Mo Dao in his hand and swung a beautiful shadow of the sword in the air, but his eyes unconsciously looked towards the door.

While playing with the long spear, Zhanping involuntarily glanced at the door. Compared with the restrainedness of the two brothers, Zhanping's fighting spirit was more direct. In order to make him more stable, Xiong Jinghai ordered him to take a horse-riding step every day.

"Father, is Daddy still awake? Did you bully him again last night?"

Xiong Jinghai turned his head, "Who did you listen to?"

Zhan Yi curled his lips, "Isn't it? As long as Dad can't get up the next day, you must have beaten him at night!"

"It's too late for me to hurt him, how could I hit him?" Xiong Jinghai recalled the warmth of last night, and his tone was naturally soothing and pleasant.

The eyes of Zhan Qi and Zhan Ping almost stared out of the window, and the small winks flew towards Zhan Yi one after another, but Zhan Yi didn't notice it, and still said, "But if you didn't do anything, how could I hear Daddy begging for mercy?" sound?"

Finished!

Zhan Qi and Zhan Ping moved fast with the Mo Dao and spear in their hands, but when they looked closely, they followed the weapons in their hands, moving farther and farther away from the father and son who were talking.

Xiong Jinghai turned his head suddenly, "When did you hear that?"

"Just a few days ago, when I just returned to the northwest, I was a little thirsty one day, and the boy in the house fell asleep. When I came out to look for water, I passed by my father's door and heard it."

Slightly squinting, Xiong Jinghai didn't say a word of reproach, but chose a weapon that was convenient for him from the weapon rack at the side, "Don't rush, go and choose a weapon that is convenient for you, father will practice with you."

Zhan Yi's eyes lit up, and he stopped his horse stance immediately, running and jumping to the weapon rack, "Father, can you choose anything?"

"All right!"

Zhan Qi and Zhan Yi looked at each other, and they both saw a touch of sympathy in each other's eyes. It's fine if they don't study hard, but they don't even have a wink. Isn't this pitiful?

The fighting spirit here is still carefully choosing his weapons, but he doesn't know that the two elder brothers have already developed a heart of love for him.

Sure enough, even though he had few opponents among his peers, Xiong Jinghai was a real, serious iron-blooded general.

When Zhan Yi was being taught a lesson, Zhan Qi and Zhan Ping sneaked out of the courtyard. The academy hadn’t started classes at this time, and Master Sima was still in the mansion. Zhan Qi took the time to find Master Sima to get some ointment for Zhan Yi’s wounds. .

Zhan Ping went to the yard of Mrs. Ji, who loved the three of them to the core, "Grandmother, hurry up, follow me, father is about to kill the fighting spirit!"

In ordinary wars, one would not shout and exaggerate like this, but this time the fighting spirit was too much, and he could only ask Mrs. Ji for help.

The old lady Ji turned pale with fright, and rushed all the way to Xiong Jinghai's courtyard following the tie.

I saw the screaming Zhan Yi who had just been taught a lesson, kneeling on the porch with a bucket of water on his head, and the so-called violent Xiong Jinghai was also kneeling on the porch with a bucket on his head in the same posture. He was slightly different from Zhan Yi in that he There are two buckets of water on each arm.

The old lady Ji breathed calmly. She was getting old and had to be taken care of by Sima Jun. Although she was in good health, she couldn't help but still be an old bone. When she walked down a few steps, her heart would jump out of her chest. Out.

"What's going on here?"

Ji Liu stepped out from the door, saw her and rushed into the room, "It's nothing, the father and son are playing around, I can't sleep because of the noise, I punish them to reflect."

Zhan Ping couldn't help swallowing, and Zhan Qi, who was wearing the ointment, shrank his neck. Xiong Jinghai had a tall physique, but in front of Ji Liu, he was still a wife and slave.

Under the influence of their ears and eyes, the three children had an important understanding and understanding of Ji Liu's status as the head of the family since they were young.

When the two were being punished, a little man poked his head out from the door. The child had a round face, round eyes and round nose, and his smile was as cute as a little bun just out of the cage.Behind him was a slightly older boy, who looked at him poking his head, stretched out his hand to drag him back, and gave a silent gesture.

Zhanping was the first to discover them and beckoned him to come over.

The villain's eyes were full of starlight, and he hurried over, "Second Young Master!"

"Little Zhuzi, did you come here when you're full?"

"No, Daddy has suffered from morning sickness for the past two days, and my father will go to the street to buy his favorite pastries later, so I took the opportunity to sneak out."

This child is Zhu Changyuan's concubine's twin, Zhu Zhu. Zhu Changyuan and Cheng Cheng have been married for eight years and had this child five years ago.Now Zhu Changyuan is the nursing home in the mansion, although he serves beside Ji Liu, he has been exempted from slavery by Ji Liu's decision.

Then, due to a coincidence, all the people who were close to him in the mansion were released from slavery by Ji Liu in the official record.

The slightly older child is the son of Chen Guan and his wife. His name is Chen Xiang.

Whether it's Nie Xuyang, Xiong Jinghai, or Chen Guan's mansion, Zhu Zhu is the only twin among all the children, but he is so cute that he is held in the palms of all the brothers.

The four children took a sympathetic look at the two kneeling at the door, sighed in unison, and fought to take them to a corner of the yard, avoiding the father and son who were being punished.

"The third young master was punished again today?"

Zhan Qi couldn't help laughing, "He will never understand how powerful Daddy is."

The little cutie showed a terrified expression. Obviously he also had a kind of bookish fear of Ji Liu. It stands to reason that Xiong Jinghai was tall and mighty, and he was often slovenly on weekdays. But Zhu Zhu was not afraid of Xiong Jinghai, but Ji Liu. There is an indescribable sense of fear, I'm afraid it's because I'm used to watching Ji Liu punish people on weekdays.

"Little Zhuzi, don't be afraid, if you don't make mistakes, Daddy won't punish you." Zhan Qi reached out to rub his cheeks, causing the other two elder brothers to look envious.

This child looks very soft and easy to touch, his face is smooth and slippery, it must be soft and waxy.

Sister Chun brought a group of maids to pass the meal into the house, and when she saw the people divided into groups in the yard, she pursed her lips and smiled, and now she has also changed from a girl to a woman with a disheveled head, married to the steward who looks after the garden, Board and lodging are all in the house, life is very stable.

The maids set up the meals, and Sister Chun appeared at the door, "Madam said, come and eat."

These words were called in by the two punished people. Xiong Jinghai put down the bucket, stood up, looked at the fighting spirit standing in front of him, stretched out his legs and kicked him from behind.

Just as Zhan Yi was about to jump up and complain, Xiong Jinghai covered his mouth again, "If your father knew that you listened to the corner, your fate would be a hundred times worse than it is now!"

Fighting intent stuck his neck, his eyes rolled, and he felt that what his father said made sense, and now he understood why he was taught by his father, and he regretted that his words were too fast.

Everyone was sitting at the table. It was just an ordinary breakfast. A group of people, big and small, surrounded the round table tightly. Looking at the people in front of him, Ji Liu felt a burst of emotion in his heart. He raised his chopsticks for a moment, "Let's have dinner Bar!"