Daughter of aristocratic family

Chapter 426 Nightmare
In the evening, Yun Hao met Zheng Jin who had brought his troops. Zheng Jin said confidently, "Lord Yun, I have brought a group of elite soldiers. They are all carefully selected by Marquis Jingbian. They are all very skilled and good at night operations. This operation will surely succeed in one fell swoop."

"Thank you General Zheng for coming to help." Yun Hao took out a simple map and discussed with him how to capture Yang Zheng and his gang.

At the same time, Minister Sun entered Zhenhaiwei. On the emperor's dragon table was the secret memorial sent by Yun Hao, while Zhao Wangshu was competing with his son in wits and courage.

Zhao Wangshu didn't understand why a little kid who was less than a year old could crawl so fast? Why did he like to crawl to strange places?
The nurse went to have her meal, and she took the little one out to play. In a blink of an eye, the little one crawled under the thin round low table with four legs inlaid with snails.

The table was quite heavy, and several people could not move it. Zhao Wangshu had no choice but to squat and shout inside, "Yu'er, be good, crawl out of there quickly, and mother will feed you some meat paste."

The little guy was obviously not impressed by this tempting proposal. He giggled as if he was playing hide-and-seek with his mother.

Zhao Wangshu sighed helplessly. The little guy's mischievousness was beyond her expectations.

She reached out to try to reach the little guy, but he nimbly moved under the table, and every time she was about to catch him, he managed to cleverly dodge.

"Yu'er, come out quickly. Mother will tell you the story of 'The Monkey King Crossing the Flaming Mountain.'" Zhao Wangshu used storytelling to attract the little guy's attention.

Seeing the little guy poking his head out from under the table with his round eyes rolling around, Zhao Wangshu thought the little guy was about to come out, and the corners of his lips slightly raised.

However, the little guy just looked at her curiously, shrank back and continued to crawl under the table.

"Yun Yu, you don't want to come out, right? Well, I won't care about you anymore. I'm leaving." Zhao Wangshu said as he pretended to walk out.

When the little guy heard his mother say she was leaving, he panicked, crawled out from the table, and called out in a clear voice, "Mom."

"Son, you can call me mom now. You are so good." Zhao Wangshu happily turned around, picked up his son, and kissed him twice on his little face. "Son, call me again, let me hear you."

The little guy was amused and giggled, his eyes narrowed into slits with joy.

After teasing him for a while, the maid brought him some meat soup. Zhao Wangshu put him on a chair and fed him the meat paste while telling him stories.

When Yun Hao divided his troops into three groups to capture Yang Zheng and his gang, Zhao Wangshu went to bed with his son, who had just been washed.

In the middle of the night, Zhao Wangshu suddenly woke up, his heart beating rapidly and his pajamas soaked with sweat.

She looked out the window and saw only darkness, with only a faint moonlight shining on the ground, but it could not dispel the fear in her heart.

In the dream, Yun Hao was shot in the chest, bleeding profusely, and fell on a chaotic battlefield. The people around him had hideous grins on their faces.

She wanted to rush over, but her body was restrained by an invisible force. She could only watch Yun Hao fall down in front of her and never get up again.

Zhao Wangshu hugged himself with both hands, muttering, "Dreams are the opposite of reality, dreams are the opposite of reality, Yun Hao will be fine."

After calming himself down, Zhao Wangshu lay down again, hugged his son, and tried to continue sleeping.

But she couldn't sleep. As soon as she closed her eyes, she saw the bloody and chaotic battlefield. The fallen figure of Yun Hao kept lingering in her mind, which made her feel suffocated.

Zhao Wangshu didn't sleep well that night. He woke up in a sluggish mood. After breakfast, he looked for Zhong Sheng and asked, "Did the master send back any letters?"

Zhong Sheng was startled. "Madam, didn't you just receive a letter from the master the other day?"

"He only reports good news in his letters, not bad news. Who knows what his real situation is? How can I not be worried?" Zhao Wangshu frowned.

"Please rest assured, Madam. My Lord is highly skilled in martial arts and is both wise and brave. Even if he encounters trouble, he will be able to turn danger into safety and return safely." Zhong Sheng comforted her.

These words did not ease Zhao Wangshu's worries. "Zhong Sheng, go to the court and ask if there is any news about the adults." "Yes, young madam." Zhong Sheng responded and walked out.

As soon as he left, Yao Shanzhi came in with a small basket of grapes and told the servants to wash them. When she entered the room, she saw the faint dark circles under Zhao Wangshu's eyes, "Yue'er, were you a thief last night?"

Zhao Wangshu rubbed his forehead and said, "I was thinking about something last night and didn't sleep well."

"Tell me what you're thinking about and I'll help you solve it." Yao Shanzhi sat down next to her.

Zhao Wangshu was too embarrassed to talk about the nightmare, so he smiled and said, "It's a small matter, don't bother you, I can handle it."

"If you can't solve it, remember to tell me." Yao Shanzhi patted her shoulder.

"I know. I won't be polite with you." Zhao Wangshu said with a smile.

As they were talking, the nanny came in holding little Yunyu. Yao Shanzhi smiled and walked forward, holding little Yunyu over, "Yu'er, my godson, your godmother is here to see you again. Do you miss your godmother?"

Little Yunyu recognized her and happily held her face with his little hands.

Zhao Wangshu smiled, "He called me mother yesterday. After a few days, he will call you godmother."

"Really? Yu'er, you are so smart. You are not even one year old yet you can already call people. Godmother is so happy." Yao Shanzhi couldn't stop smiling.

After teasing little Yunyu for a while, the maid brought in rice porridge, and Yao Shanzhi rushed to say, "I'll feed him. This time I promise not to feed him like a little cat."

Zhao Wangshu remembered that she had smeared the rice paste all over Yun Yu's face, and chuckled, "Okay, you feed him."

"Come here, little Yu'er, open your mouth and take a big bite." Yao Shanzhi took a spoon, scooped up a spoonful of food along the surface, and fed it into the hungry mouth of little Yunyu.

Little Yunyu was very considerate and swallowed it in one gulp, smacking his lips and seeming to like the taste of the rice porridge very much.

Seeing this, Yao Shanzhi immediately scooped another spoonful and continued feeding.

But this time, things were not so smooth for her.

Xiao Yunyu turned his head to avoid the spoon, his mouth still moving.

Zhao Wangshu smiled and reminded: "He hasn't swallowed it yet, feed him slowly."

"Oh, sorry, godson." Yao Shanzhi laughed, and waited for Xiao Yunyu to swallow the porridge in his mouth before she fed him the second spoonful. This time, Xiao Yunyu opened his mouth obediently again.

After eating the porridge, little Yunyu refused to sit on the chair obediently. He twisted his little body and wanted to get down.

Yao Shanzhi carried him down, put him on the couch, and let him crawl.

The maid brought in the washed grapes.

"It's just been sent from the farm. It's very sweet. Come and try it." Yao Shanzhi grabbed one and asked, "Can Yu'er eat it?"

"Take out the seeds and give them to him to eat." Zhao Wangshu said, and then he peeled a grape, took out the grape seeds, and fed them into little Yunyu's mouth.

Little Yunyu ate so much that his eyes narrowed, and his little hands tried to grab grapes from his mother.

Yao Shanzhi picked a slightly harder grape and put it in his little hand, letting him play with it.