The cannon fodder stepmother dressed as the villain Zai Zai

Xu Yaqin noticed Shengze's psychological changes. She walked aside and said softly:
  "Young Master has only missed twice. Are you going to give up like this? You must know that your father is watching you."

"During training, I remember Shengze was very good. Why didn't he perform well today? Is there something on his mind?"

The young master was obviously aggrieved, and he whispered in a hesitant voice: "Dad...Dad."

The little guy didn't know how to express his emotions, so he could only stretch out a hand and look in Sheng Lixuan's direction.

Xu Yaqin also looked over.

It has to be said that it is rare for Sheng Lixuan to show such a serious expression.

Even Xu Yaqin was slightly startled when she first saw it.

But she understood the intention of Sheng Lizuan's attitude.

So Xu Yaqin pursed her lips and continued:

"Young Master, the Marquis is looking at you, come on."

"Just like you do in normal practice, keep yourself focused and make the throw, and the Marquis will naturally encourage you."

"Really...really?"

Sure enough, after hearing this, the young master's eyes became much brighter.

He raised his head and looked at Xu Yaqin.

Xu Yaqin nodded sincerely and continued: "What? Could it be that Shengze can't even trust me?"

The young master replied immediately without thinking:
  "letter!"

After listening to Xu Yaqin's enlightenment.

The young master regained his energy and picked up an arrow again, this time concentrating on it.

With a swish, the hit is sure to hit.

The arrow fell accurately into the throwing pot.

Then several more arrows came one after another, and they all entered the throwing pot.

Even Sheng Lixuan was slightly surprised by the little guy's skills.

As a father, he knew that Shengze had never been exposed to this kind of pot throwing game before.

I didn’t expect that after such a period of practice, I could reach this level?

Sheng Lixuan then smiled, clapped his hands, and kept shouting:

"Okay, Shengze is great. He really didn't disgrace our Qingdu Marquis Mansion. Come on, come on!"

He saw his father looking at him with a smile on his face.

Sheng Ze immediately ran over and stood in front of Sheng Lixuan, showing off proudly:
  "How about it, daddy, I'm awesome...amazing, right?"

"Well, great, great."

"Shengze is the most powerful."

Sheng Lixuan rubbed the little guy's head and held him in his arms.

Then Xu Yaqin, as a member of the Qingyun team, naturally has to participate in the pot throwing competition.

But her throwing pot was really boring, and no one was interested. They could even guess with their knees, and all ten arrows would definitely hit.

Since the results are no different from what everyone expected.

When it was Mrs. Zhu's turn to throw the pot, everyone was busy drinking and chatting about their own affairs.

Who cares about this? How can an extremely unknown concubine in the Hou Mansion participate in the pot throwing game here?
  Only Xu Yaqin noticed Mrs. Zhu's sense of neglect.

She walked up and patted Mrs. Zhu on the shoulder, comforting and said:

"Go ahead, I'm watching from here."

"After all, after practicing for so many days, if you don't show it, wouldn't it be a waste of effort?"

"Mrs. Xu, I..." Mrs. Zhu's expression trembled slightly.

At this time, the young master who was in Sheng Lixuan's arms suddenly spoke louder.

He stretched out his white fingers and pointed at Mrs. Zhu who was picking up arrows and preparing to participate in the competition.

He kept saying to his father:

"Daddy, Daddy."

"Look at the throwing pot, the throwing pot."

"A'Zhu, A'Zhu."

A'Zhu is the young master's abbreviation for Mrs. Zhu.

I don't know why, but he always has his own understanding of other people's names.

No matter how elegant and elegant the name is, as soon as the young master calls it out, he suddenly loses his temperament. Sheng Lixuan followed the little boy's wishes and glanced at Mrs. Zhu on the field as if nothing had happened.

He nodded in cooperation and said casually: "Okay, let's take a good look at the pot."

Lord Hou actually...

The moment Sheng Lixuan's eyes met his wife's.

Mrs. Zhu felt that all her efforts were in vain.

Now his confidence had grown and he straightened his chest again.

Confidently completed the pot throwing performance.

Although there is not much attention, as long as Mr. Hou is watching carefully, Mrs. Zhu feels that it is worth it.

After the pot throwing competition, many entertainment programs were performed at the banquet.

But as the saying goes, there is no such thing as a banquet that lasts forever.

The hour gradually passed.

The lively banquet in the Qingdu Hou Mansion finally came to an end.

Sheng Lixuan had already drank a lot, and as he was recovering from illness, he should have rested early.

But in order to take into account the face of all adults.

With the support of Sheng Yue, he bid farewell to the ministers who came to attend the dinner one by one in front of the Marquis Mansion.

Wait until the carriages and horses in front of the Qingdu Marquis' Mansion leave one by one.

Until it disappeared without a trace.

Only then did Sheng Lixuan reveal the fatigue he had been hiding.

He waved, patted Sheng Yue on the shoulder, and said feebly:

"Sheng Yue, thank you for your hard work today. Please help me get back to the house. I am indeed a little tired today."

Sheng Yue knew how his eldest brother was in shape.

I drank so much wine today, I'm afraid I need to recuperate for a while.

He nodded after hearing this, his expression changed a little, and he said:

"Brother, why are you and I talking to each other with such polite words?"

Sheng Yue helped Sheng Lixuan into the room.

He was still wondering when he was walking in the Hou Mansion.

Right now, his eldest brother's attitude towards Mrs. Xu has just improved a lot.

Mrs. Xu should not behave well during this period.

Is it right to serve in front of the Marquis?

But before the banquet was over, Mrs. Xu had disappeared.

Sheng Yue lamented in his heart, feeling that Mrs. Xu seemed smart, but she was stupid when faced with this kind of problem.

He really felt that he hated iron but could not become steel.

But Sheng Yue sent Sheng Lixuan to the room and just helped him lie down.

I was about to call a few servants to come over and say hello.

When I go back to rest myself.

At the door of the room, Xu Yaqin's figure suddenly appeared.

She also held a bowl of steaming soup in her hand.

Sheng Yue's face changed slightly, but he didn't know that he had already sent his eldest brother back to the room at this time.

Why did Mrs. Xu come over to join in the fun at this time?
  He frowned, walked over and asked:
  "Mrs. Xu, if you are not in Fangcao Pavilion this late at night, please stay well. What are you doing here?"

Xu Yaqin smiled and looked up at Sheng Lixuan who was lying on the bed.

Unexpectedly, this Qingdu Marquis looked a little cute when he was drunk.

But she didn't look much and looked back.

He handed the hot soup in the bowl to Sheng Yue's hand and patiently asked:

"Second Master, this is the hangover soup I just asked the kitchen to prepare. The Marquis has eaten a lot of wine today, which is not good for your health."

"There are some benefits to drinking this soup. Don't let the soup cool down while it's hot. Wait for the Marquis to drink it as soon as possible."

Sheng Yue's expression moved slightly. He felt that he had misunderstood Mrs. Xu, and asked again: "Mrs. Xu, you..."

Xu Yaqin had already left the room at this time.