V2.Chapter 315

The night is deep and the wind is cool.

A few little black eggs roared in King Yan's house for half an hour, rolling on the bed, bouncing on the ground, and finally fell asleep on a piece of fluffy tiger skin with their heads tilted.

When King Yan changed his clothes and entered the house, all he saw were three little black eggs pouting their little butts, their faces on the tiger skin on the ground, and sleeping soundly.

The fleshy face was squeezed out of shape, flowing out of crystal clear jelly.

Yan Jiuchao was not like this when he was a child. He slept very well and no one taught him, but no matter how he went to the house during the day, he would obediently lie down on the bed when he felt sleepy.

These little guys don't know who they are following, and it's hard to say what they are sleeping.

But no matter what, King Yan loves them in his heart.

King Yan walked over gently and carried the three children to the bed one by one. He set the sleeping position of the three of them, but when he turned his head, the three of them fell asleep again.

What is the sense of sight of this group of little bandits...

King Yan covered the three of them with quilts.

Boom!

It was Dabao who lifted his feet high and kicked the quilt off.

King Yan covered it.

Soon he was kicked by Erbao again.

King Yan took the trouble to cover them with a quilt, until the three of them fell into a deep sleep state and could not be shaken by lightning, then King Yan stood up and put out the candles on the table, leaving only a dim yellow oil lamp.

The moon is bright and the stars are sparse, and the surroundings are silent.

The even breathing sounds of several little guys came from the ears, and King Yan's hollow heart seemed to be beating again.

Suddenly, he heard a rude voice: "I'll go buy it!"

After saying that, with a creak, the door opened.

Then the sound of the galloping horses gradually disappeared at the end of the street.

That voice belonged to Xiao Zhenting. He was in a hurry to buy something King Yan didn't know, but he could guess that it was related to Shangguan Yan.

King Yan couldn't remember how she was pregnant back then, and he couldn't help regretting that he hated Nangong Yan not only because she broke up a few of them, but also because she deprived him of his right to recall.

What will you use to support yourself in the rest of your life?

"Father?"

Yu Wan's voice recalled King Yan's consciousness.

King Yan paused, only to realize that he had walked into Xiao Zhenting and Shangguanyan's courtyard unknowingly.

Shangguan Yan couldn't sleep, and she thought the room was stuffy, so she put her needlework in the yard, and Yu Wan sat beside her.

Yu Wan was facing the direction of the courtyard, so she was the first to see King Yan.

But with her soft call, Shangguan Yan also turned her head.

The former couple met again without warning.

Their eyes met for a moment, and their bodies froze slightly.

King Yan opened his mouth, not knowing how to explain his visit to the door in the middle of the night.

On the other hand, Yu Wan stood up awkwardly, looked at King Yan and said, "Father, come and sit."

"I..." King Yan hesitated.

Yu Wan looked at Shangguan Yan, who hesitated to speak, as if she had something to say to King Yan.

And King Yan was able to come here, whether it was intentional or not, it was naturally driven by the subconscious.

Xiao Zhenting went out to buy food for Shangguan Yan, Yu Wan believed that the two of them would not do anything out of the ordinary, but she still had to say what she should say, Yu Wan said with interest, "I'll go see Dabao and the others. "

King Yan nodded: "Alright."

Yu Wan put down her needle and thread and went to the yard opposite the door.

The courtyard gates of the two houses were wide open, and light shone through the courtyards, interweaving dim shadows on the silent road.

Shangguanyan stood up and bowed slightly, "Your Highness."

King Yan didn't remember the past, but she vaguely felt that she was not the one to be too polite to her husband. The reason for this was that she had not seen each other for many years.

King Yan's heart was sour, but his face didn't show: "You don't need these rituals when you are pregnant, sit down."

Shangguan Yan didn't sit down. According to the etiquette, she had to wait for King Yan to sit before sitting down.

King Yan has been waiting for her.

She thought about it and had to sit down first.

King Yan sat down on the stone bench opposite her. It wasn't the seat Yu Wan had ever sat on. That seat was too close to her and was not suitable for their current identities.

The two sat quietly, neither of them said a word.

On the first side of the reunion, the two of them had too much shock in their hearts. Shangguanyan's emotions almost collapsed, and she couldn't speak properly. Now she has calmed down, but she doesn't know where to start.

I do not know how long it has been.

"sorry."

"sorry."

The two spoke in unison.

Shangguan Yan hurriedly said: "It's me, I'm sorry the lord, the lord did nothing wrong, Awan has already told me, the lord is involuntarily, I blamed you on the way here, and only later found out that I was wrong, the lord is the The one who suffers the most, if I..."

Shangguan Yan didn't say anything after that.

What if?

If he was determined not to remarry, would he be so cheeky to enjoy Xiao Zhenting's contribution to Yan Jiuchao?

If she knew he was still alive at the time, she might have done it ruthlessly.

But he "died" and her heart died, so what does it matter if she remarrys or not? As long as she can keep her son alive, let his only bloodline in the world live, and let her do anything, she is willing.

Shangguan Yan said guiltily: "He didn't force me, it's me... I want to remarry."

King Yan nodded: "I know, you don't want to owe him, and you don't trust him like you trust me."

Shangguan Yan raised her head sharply.

King Yan said: "In this world, only a biological father loves his child unreservedly. One day he loves you, one day he will find an antidote for Cong'er. You are just worried that he will suddenly stop looking for him, so you have to tie him tightly. Live in his heart."

This was said lightly, but every word felt like the tip of a knife had been pierced into his heart.

What he didn't do, Xiao Zhenting did.

Yan Jiuchao is not his flesh and blood, but he has hurt him for so many years, more than his own father.

"Is he good to you?" King Yan suppressed the bitterness in his heart and asked with a normal expression.

Shangguan Yan nodded lightly: "Okay, it's okay for Cong'er."

It can't be said that Xiao Zhenting and King Yan, who is better for their mother and son, she did not compare, and there is no need to compare, they are the most considerate and excellent men in the world, her greatest luck in her life is to meet them.

"Cong'er he..."

"The person he respects the most in his heart is you."

Perhaps it is not that Xiao Zhenting has not been touched, but the young mind also understands that Xiao Zhenting already has Shangguan Yan, and he will be filial to Xiao Zhenting's father and son, and King Yan's life will only be endless loneliness.

Shangguan Yan said: "He never told me that he found something strange in your coffin. He has always believed that you are still alive and has been waiting for your return."

What if he said it? Will you also wait for me?

In the end, King Yan did not ask these words, because it was meaningless.

From the moment he became Nangong's concubine, they could never go back.

clack.

Shangguan Yan's hand slipped, and an embroidered bead fell to the ground.

Shangguan Yan was about to bend over to pick it up.

King Yan took a step ahead of her and picked up the beads on the ground.

Shangguan Yan is making clothes for the child in her stomach. She has already made the little black egg, and the size is a little smaller. Just now, Yu Wan is helping her to change the size.

Shangguan Yan stretched out her hand to take the beads.

"I come."

It was King Yan who brought over the half-embroidered clothes in her hand.

With fingertips as slender as jade, she picked up the needle and thread, passed it through the beads, and took a few stitches according to her original stitches to sew the beads.

Shangguanyan remembered that when she was in the boudoir, she was always punished by her mama for being too bad.

Her stitching is really bad. When she was pregnant with Yan for nine dynasties, she insisted on making a small apron for her son by herself, but she either embroidered the wrong pattern or tied it.

In the end he did it.

She still has the apron, but he probably doesn't remember it.

"young married woman!"

Xiao Zhenting strode in with two shiny roast geese in his stride, and happened to see King Yan cutting the thread and handing the beaded clothes to Shangguan Yan's hand.

Shangguan Yan looked down and smiled knowingly: "My lord sews really well, better than me."

"Daughter-in-law." Xiao Zhenting said aggrieved.

Shangguan Yan raised her head and smiled in surprise: "You're back."

The daughter-in-law wanted to eat roast goose in the middle of the night. He ran seven or eight streets and finally bought the largest and most shiny one. But when he came back, the daughter-in-law and King Yan were sitting in the yard talking and laughing. He is sour.

King Yan glanced at the roast goose in Xiao Zhenting's hand and realized that he ran out in the middle of the night to buy food for Shangguanyan. King Yan glanced at Shangguanyan's bulging belly, looked away, got up and said, "It's getting late. ,I go first."

Shangguanyan put down her clothes, held the table, stood up and saluted: "I respectfully send the prince."

King Yan looked at her inconvenient body, opened his mouth, hesitated before turning around and went back to the house.

Shangguan Yan had been craving roast goose all night, and finally she was able to eat it. She ate two goose legs in one go, scaring herself.

Xiao Zhenting bought two, one for Shangguan Yan to eat, and the other for Yu Wan's house.

By the time he came over from Yu Wan's side, Shangguan Yan couldn't restrain her sleepiness during pregnancy and fell asleep.

Xiao Zhenting was not in a hurry to go to bed. He tiptoed to the dressing table, opened the door, and took out Shangguanyan's embroidery basket.

Isn't it just sewing beads?

He will too!

The first step, thread the needle!

He picked up the needle with one big bear paw and the thread with the other big bear paw.

I wear.

I wear.

I wear it!