The evil husband has facial paralysis

Ye Xiaoming saw him stunned for a moment, his eyes darkened, and he didn't want to wait for his answer, so he pulled people out and walked out.

Luo Jiliang hurriedly asked, "Where are you going?"

"Go see your parents first, then go out for a walk."

The ceremony will be held the day after tomorrow, Luo Mansion is busy with everyone, and the mansion garden is decorated with lanterns and festoons, exuding joy.

"Young Master, Young Master Ye." Steward Luo couldn't help being stunned when he saw the hands they were holding, but after a while he smiled again, walked up to them and said with a smile, "How is Young Master Ye?"

"It's ready." Seeing that Ye Xiaoming didn't respond, Luo Jiliang responded.

"Master, are you going? I'm about to send you something."

"Go to Dad's place." Housekeeper Luo was holding some clothes in his hands, presumably he was going to send them there, "This is..."

"Madam ordered it to be made for the young master and young master Ye. This is the tribute from a distinguished guest last time..." Housekeeper Luo glanced at Ye Xiaoming, saw that he was a little impatient, and said, "Young master, you are going to the master's place." , the old slave will not bother you. I will send the clothes to your room."

Just as Luo Jiliang nodded, he was dragged away by Ye Xiaoming again.Luo Jiliang looked at his side face, and always felt that Ye Xiaoming seemed to be in a particularly bad mood today, as if everything made him irritable... Today he also asked what he would do if his brother really disappeared... ...Recalling that he ran to his brother early this morning, and the two of them talked about something, Luo Jiliang pursed his lips, as if his mood was infected, and he always felt uneasy.

Mrs. Luo was talking about them, instructing the servants below, and was about to send some ginseng soup over.

"Mother, there's no need." Luo Jiliang said, "It's just a minor illness, you don't have to worry too much."

When Mrs. Luo saw the nagging person suddenly appear, she couldn't help but brows happily, "Why are you here? Is Ming'er feeling better?"

"It's just a little cold, please bear it in mind."

"It's good if there's nothing to do. The weather here is not as good as that in Yancheng. It's inevitable that Ming'er will not get used to it." Madam Luo nodded, and ordered the servants to bring over the ginseng soup, "I asked the servants to stew some ginseng soup, you Drink some to replenish your body. Tonight, our family will gather together."

Ye Xiaoming nodded.

"What are you doing here?"

"Mother, Ye Xiaoming said that he needs to talk to Dad about something."

"Your father is teaching Yan'er to write in the inner room." Madam Luo paused for a moment, then frowned in dissatisfaction, "Liang'er, you are already Ming'er's prime minister, why do you even mention your name?" Shout, how decent it is."

"No problem." Ye Xiaoming pressed Luo Jiliang's hand, and said slowly, "It's okay, if he likes to shout like that, he can shout like that." Then he asked Luo Jiliang to accompany Mrs. Luo, and walked in by himself.

Luo Yan doesn't work hard at writing, but also loves to play. His handwriting is far inferior to what Liang'er wrote when he was a child.Although Luo Zhenghong was a businessman, he was very literary.Looking at Luo Yan's handwriting, he blows his beard and stares almost out of breath.He didn't want to be as strict as he was to Luo Jiliang when he was a child, so he had to hold hands, let Luo Yan sit in his arms, and teach him stroke by stroke.

Although Luo Yan is well-behaved, after all, he is a child at heart. After writing for half an hour, he lost his patience. When he saw someone coming in, his eyes lit up, and he quickly shouted: "Godfather! There is a guest!"

"I've taught you several times, what a shame to yell!" Luo Zhenghong scolded in a low voice, seeing Luo Yan's tears flooded by him, and thinking of Luo Jiliang's childhood, he couldn't help sighing. Don't you want Luo Yan to be the same as Liang Er?I had no choice but to pat Luo Yan's head, "Good boy, godfather didn't mean to kill you, but there are guests coming, so you can't shout."

Luo Yan nodded: "I know I was wrong, godfather. I won't do it next time."

"Okay, you go out first."

"En." Luo Yan replied in a low voice, and slipped from Luo Zhenghong's arms.He couldn't help raising his head weakly to look at Ye Xiaoming who was standing aside coldly, he couldn't help shaking, lowered his head, and hurried out.

The look in that person's eyes is terrifying!

Ye Xiaoming slowly looked back.

Luo Zhenghong hastily greeted him, asked Ye Xiaoming to sit on the upper seat, and called his servants to make a pot of Biluochun and come in.

"Ming'er, what's the matter?"

"I have something to tell you." Ye Xiaoming raised his eyes. .

"What's the matter?"

"I came here this time with the intention of staying until the adoption ceremony is over, but the situation has changed now." Ye Xiaoming said, "I will stay for seven more days, but the longer I stay, the more likely something will go wrong."

Luo Zhenghong opened his eyes wide in horror: "You mean..."

"So I hope you will prepare some manpower for me when the time comes. Although I have brought a lot of personal soldiers with me on this trip, I am well prepared."

"I know." Luo Zhenghong said a little uneasy, "Is His Majesty so intolerable to you now?"

"He is suspicious by nature." Ye Xiaoming curled up the corners of his mouth, showing a sarcastic smile, "It's just that if he wants to oppose me everywhere, I won't be polite to him."

"Ming'er! You can't say that lightly!" Luo Zhenghong said in horror, "How much energy your father spent to make you live in peace, you must not..."

"An Ning?" Ye Xiaoming sneered, and returned to his usual expressionless face, his voice was as cold as ice: "If I am in peace, then naturally we will live in peace with each other." There was the existence of the young man who was neither god nor ghost, but he told him, How did his brother keep him at peace?

Luo Zhenghong consciously made a slip of the tongue, thinking of the rumors he had heard, and thinking of Ye Xiaoming's performance, it seemed that he was inseparable, so he couldn't help sighing slightly.

Seeing Luo Yan running out in a panic, Luo Jiliang couldn't help laughing dumbly, this little guy, could he be scared by Ye Xiaoming?

"Godmother." Luo Yan plopped into Mrs. Luo's embrace, rubbed against Mrs. Luo's embrace, didn't speak, just looked at her aggrieved.

"What's wrong with Yan'er?" Mrs. Luo asked lovingly.

"It's okay, it's just that Yan'er can't write well, and I'm afraid of making godfather unhappy."

"You can't rush to practice calligraphy, as long as Yan'er has the heart, let's take it slowly." Mrs. Luo patted his head, "You see, your brother Liang also practiced slowly back then."

Only then did Luo Yan see Luo Jiliang who was sitting beside him, and hurriedly slipped out of Mrs. Luo's arms in embarrassment.Walking in front of Luo Jiliang, he said softly, "Brother Liang, you are here."

"Yan'er, you've grown taller again." Luo Jiliang smiled slightly. Seeing him smiling shyly, with the temper of a little boy, his parents were very happy to see him, and they couldn't help but soften their hearts.

It was really right to let Yan'er stay with his parents.When my sister is married, this little guy can also comfort his parents.