Space at hand: Pick up a prince to farm

He suddenly regretted why he came here to cry.

Ten days... what's enough for ten days?
Even now, he couldn't even imagine what kind of situation he would face in ten days.

But the words have been spoken and the matter is over. If he says no now, it will be a complete slap in the face.

As a result, Cang Muchen almost responded with tears in his eyes.

That day, he and Cang Xiuxuan changed their lifestyle.

Cang Xiuxuan is no stranger to handling government affairs, and he is very comfortable with it. This does not put any pressure on him at all.

For Cang Muchen, things like eating, drinking and having fun can be learned by oneself without a teacher. After bringing Lu Qingyi back to the manor, the two of them started a new life.

No, it can't be said to be a brand new life. After all, it has been there before, but it's just been a long time.

The news that Lu Qingyi is pregnant is true. She is already more than two months pregnant. Although she is at the manor now, Song Chen is more effective than any imperial doctor.

Song Chen checked her pulse every day, and then became their chef willingly, cooking food for them in different ways every day.

All ingredients come from her space.

Over the years, they have been able to eat some from time to time, but now they don't have much reaction to eating like this all the time.

The manor has been under construction these days, and it is not really a comfortable environment, especially for people raising babies. However, Lu Qingyi has really not enjoyed this kind of life for a long, long time, so she does not feel that It's very noisy here.

On the contrary, she would drag Cang Muchen around the manor with him every day, and she would be interested in everything.

Cang Muchen was also very patient. People in Zhuangzi could see the two of them wandering outside every day. For some reason, when they looked at them, they all felt like they were looking at their master and them.

Song Chen also looked at the backs of the two of them, with the corners of his lips raised slightly.

Time passed day by day, and Cang Xiuxuan had stayed in the palace for three days. During these three days, he had really been working non-stop, because only in this way could he not miss his wife all the time. Thinking about that unfilial son of mine, he and his wife left the palace in style, but he ended up here, working for him...

He couldn't see his dear wife, and he couldn't help in Zhuangzi.

There are still seven days... He doesn't know how to survive these seven days.

It was too painful.

Song Chen could probably guess how Cang Xiuxuan was feeling now. He would personally cook two of his favorite dishes for him every day, and then arrange for his most trusted secret guards to deliver them to him.

This was the happiest time for him when he ate the food cooked by Song Chen every day.

At times like this, Cang Xiuxuan misses the mobile phones used in modern society very much.

A video can alleviate some of the pain of lovesickness, and it can also share interesting things around you with the other person in real time.

But these are destined to only be thought about, and now they really have no way to come up with that thing.

"Would you like to help with the work tomorrow?"

When having dinner, Song Chen asked casually, and Cang Muchen nodded without even thinking, "Fuck it, why not."

He is not an emperor now. In front of his mother, he will always be just a child, not to mention that he is in the manor now.

He clearly saw that his mother would do something herself every day when she was free.

"I'm doing my job well, can you stay a little longer?" (End of Chapter)