Male concubine married to II

Qingyuan left the palace and went back to the Imperial Hospital, but the more he thought about it, the more angry he became. He hadn't been in the mood to do things for a long time, and he was absent-minded about dealing with others. In addition to being angry, his heart drifted towards a certain person. He hadn't seen him for many days. Well, even if it's just to take a look from a distance, Shangguan Ye is too ruthless and doesn't give him any room at all.

This kind of torture is even more torturous than being assigned far away. Knowing that people are under the same roof, but can't see them no matter what, this is a kind of torment.

Murong Qiufeng and Shangguan Ye also received a surprise today, or it was almost a shock to Shangguan Ye.

They had just stepped into the mansion when they heard a cheerful call.

"Daddy."

This sound was like the sound of heaven to Murong, and like a devil's spell to Shangguan Ye.

Then I saw a young man in a silver-white gown leaping towards them cheerfully, like a white dove spreading its wings.

Murong Qiufeng subconsciously opened his hands to welcome the flying pounce, but Shangguan Ye suddenly stepped forward to block him, stretched out his hand to catch the flying pounced young man, then hugged the young man's shoulders, smiled and rubbed his hair kindly, " Nian'er is not young now, how can he throw at your father at will, his thin body will be damaged if he is thrown."

Murong Nian's face turned dark immediately, he struggled in his arms, and said with a stiff smile, "Really, so father is here too, father can let go of Nian'er."

Murong Qiufeng looked at their father and son fighting again with amused expression, but shook his head helplessly, the big and the young were like natural nemesis.

"Why did Nian'er come over suddenly? Oh, and Ai'er, just the two of you?" Murong Qiufeng asked, looking up at the girl who was running over from Murong Nian, covering her mouth and snickering so that she couldn't see her eyes, stretched out her hand He rubbed Murong Nian's head.

"Hehe, Uncle Murong, Uncle Shangguan, we came here with Uncle Huan and Uncle Yang, but they went out and haven't come back yet." Yun Ai replied with a smile. With them, there is only Murong Nian as a partner, who has a relatively precocious personality, and has already met Wen Wanbiyu for the first time.

His temperament is not like Youxiang, but like her father Yuntian, relatively calm and quiet.

On the other hand, Murong Nian, even though he is 14 years old, he still looks like a child, and he doesn't know who he looks like. Of course, this is also due to being spoiled too much. He has been spoiled by a bunch of grandpas, uncles and aunts since childhood Everywhere is the object of pampering.

"Daddy, Nian'er misses you so much. Will Daddy stay in the palace forever? How about Nian'er being with Daddy?" Murong Nian finally broke free from Shangguan Ye's shackles, ran to Murong Qiufeng's arm and acted like a spoiled child.

Although he is already a handsome young man who has grown to the height of his shoulders, his appearance and brows are still a little childish, and he does not look feminine and unfriendly in such coquettish movements, and has a bit of cuteness.

Murong Qiufeng pinched his nose lovingly with a smile and said with a smile, "Okay, Daddy misses him very much too, but this imperial city is no better than Maple Leaf City, so you can't make trouble."

"Hmm, no, no, no."

"Hehe." Seeing Murong Nian's childish look, Yun Ai couldn't help covering her mouth and laughing. You know, her big brother Nian only behaves like this in front of Uncle Murong. Simple and lovely fairy-like appearance.

Shangguan Ye gritted his teeth resentfully, and then separated a pretender. After a few days of hard work, the two of them lived together, but this little villain wanted to come over to be an oil lamp again.

Of course, he was only dissatisfied with Murong Nianzong and him for robbing people. In fact, he didn't need Murong Qiufeng to love Shangguan Ye less, but father and son were already used to this way of getting along with each other since childhood.

The four of them entered the hall, and Uncle Yang also came over with the refreshments he had just made, and said with a smile, "My lord and concubine, you are back, my little lord, Miss Ai, here are your refreshments."

"Oh, Grandpa Yang, don't be too busy." Yun Ai hurried up to finish the dishes.

Murong Nian stepped forward and hugged Uncle Yang's arm with a smile, "Grandpa, you ran too fast just now, come quickly, we brought you a gift, do you like it or not?" He pushed Uncle Yang onto the chair Up and down.

Uncle Yang also smiled and did not refuse, he stroked the heads of the two well-behaved children with a doting expression on his face, "Grandpa likes everything you gave me."

Uncle Yang's temperament is a bit stubborn, except for some titles that he can't change his mouth, he has adapted well in other places, such as being the grandfather of these two children.

He has been in the palace all his life, serving Shangguanye. Not only Shangguanye regards him as his father, but he also treats him as his son. He does not have his own wife and children, but he will not be old and helpless. More than a thousand times.

Murong Qiufeng and Shangguan Ye were also full of smiles when they saw their grandparents being reconciled. This way, it was really three generations living under one roof.

"It's rare that there are so many people together, Uncle Yang, I will order people to prepare it later, let's have a reunion dinner tonight." Shangguan Ye said.

Before Yang Bo heard the words, Murong Nian picked up the evil eye, and said with a half-smile, "Why don't we eat dumplings tonight, and my father will make dumplings for Nian'er, okay, I always heard that my father The dumplings made by Wang are delicious, but it's a pity that Nian'er has never eaten them." He said with a regretful sigh.

Shangguan Ye's face darkened, his eyes shot at him coldly, and he gritted his teeth, "Okay, but Nian'er must eat up everything my father did, otherwise my father will be sad."

This will make the corners of Murong Nian's mouth stiff.

Murong Qiufeng looked at them amusedly.

Ever since he accidentally heard the embarrassing story of Shangguan Ye making dumplings from the big-mouthed setting sun when he was a child (see the article about dumplings from the male concubine), I often use this to stimulate him.

And Shangguan Ye never refused to wash his hands for soup after that incident.

"Heh, where's the little prince's gift?" Uncle Yang laughed to divert Murong Nian's embarrassment.

Murong Nian quickly took out a small palm-sized box from the ring, "This, Uncle Huan and the others got it from a strange small country that no one knew about when they were traveling. It is said that it can raise bones."

"Nursing bones?" Murong Qiufeng and Uncle Yang spoke at the same time, somewhat puzzled.

Yun Ai pursed her lips and smiled, "It's similar to the medicine that nourishes the muscles and bones, but this medicine is different from the general nourishment of the muscles and bones. It can slowly restore the aging muscles and bones. Grandpa is not young now. Although his body is strong, but There must be some minor problems with this muscle and bone."

"That's right." Murong Nian interjected, "Besides, Grandpa is a martial arts practitioner. He must have accumulated a lot of minor ailments as he grows old. This thing is just right for him. Nian'er will help Grandpa clean it later."

Uncle Yang took the things, and replied with a smile, "Okay." But his eyes were obviously slightly moist, and his hand holding the box was also slightly tightened.

Shangguan Ye looked at them, with a gratified smile in his eyes, he couldn't help reaching out and shaking Murong Qiufeng's hand, seeing him turn his head to look, he opened his mouth and said thank you silently.

As a child with so many powerful backgrounds, Murong Nian has not become an arrogant and domineering second-generation ancestor. It can be said that Murong Qiufeng played a very important role in it. If it weren't for his teaching and the connivance of so many people, Murong Nian will definitely grow crooked.