little wife

Chapter 140

"Brother Ting, your little pony is so pretty."

"Of course, it was given to me by the Empress. Look at its coat color, it is shiny, and it is the purest white color, exactly the same as Chasing Cloud."

"The foal looks quite docile."

"Of course, what I have trained, it can still be good."

"Brother Ting, I heard that you could ride a horse and shoot arrows when you were very young."

"Of course, I also performed in front of the emperor's grandfather."

"Brother Ting, what do you think that is?"

"Hey! Shu'er, what are you doing! Come down!"

"Brother Ting, don't be so stingy, let me ride here for fun, you said you were like this when you were young!"

On the school grounds, a white pony galloped "deadly", and a seven or eight-year-old girl was riding on the horseback, happily humming a ditty, her red clothes fluttering like a flower. Red clouds passed by.

And behind the little pony foal, a twelve or thirteen-year-old boy was chasing after him angrily, his voice was a little trembling: "Shu'er...Shu'er, please stop..."

A tall horse galloped towards him, and a man was lying on the horse's back, with a vigorous posture, holding the rein with one arm, and in a short while, he arrived at the side of the little pony. Stretching out his arms, he grabbed the little girl's waist and gently stretched it. The little girl's body rose into the air and landed in front of the man with ease.

The little girl giggled loudly, clapped her hands and shouted: "Father is so amazing! Come again, Shu'er will fly higher!"

The little pony ran forward and then turned back, and followed closely beside Zhuiyun. The two white horses, one tall and one short, one big and one small, paced slowly in the middle of the school field.As soon as Yang Yun reined in the horse, Chasing Cloud stopped. On the spot, he swung his palm up high, but it landed lightly, and patted the little girl's buttocks lightly, but her face sank. : "Sirou, why are you so naughty? What if you accidentally startled Ma Ke?"

Yang Sirou stretched out his arms and hung them around Yang Yun's neck, coquettishly: "Father, my son is learning equestrianism with Aunt Siye, don't be afraid."

The maids and servants beside the school grounds were so frightened that they knelt on the ground. Yang Ting stood not far behind Zhuiyun, his face was pale, his lips were still trembling and he was speechless.

"Brother Ting is really timid. He is afraid of riding a horse like this. How can he become a general and fight in the future?" Yang Sirou stuck out his tongue at him and said with a smile.

Yang Ting stared at her for a long time, then suddenly turned around and walked back without saying a word, and kicked as if to vent his anger while walking, a few stones flew up, then rolled down to the ground with a grunt.

Yang Sirou was stunned. Yang Ting was five years older than her. He was a generous and gentle elder brother. He always just laughed off her mischievous behavior and never got angry. Why did he become so angry today?
She subconsciously called out: "Brother Ting, don't go, are you angry?"

Yang Yun got off the horse, Yang Sirou yelled for a long time but didn't see Yang Ting turning back, she also got a little angry, hummed twice and said: "Father, Brother Ting is so mean, I don't want to talk to him anymore."

Yang Yun's face was solemn, and he said in a deep voice: "When your brother Ting was the same age as you, he also rode a horse, but the horse was startled and almost fell off and trampled to death. Tell me, is your brother Ting stingy or worried? Did you have the same accident as him?"

Yang Sirou was stunned, pouted and said: "That horse must not be a good horse, not as obedient as Xiaobai."

"Is Sirou a good boy? Have you listened to what Brother Ting said?" Yang Yun said calmly, "Brother Ting must be very sad. Sirou is disobedient and calls him stingy and coward. He will never Played with Sirou."

There was a hint of regret in Yang Sirou's eyes, he struggled to jump off Yang Yun, and ran towards Yang Ting all the way: "Brother Ting, don't be angry, let me tell you, I won't ride Xiaobai anymore, I will secretly Let me tell you a secret..."

She dragged Yang Ting's sleeve for two steps, Xiaoyuan's face was full of flattering smiles, Yang Ting finally stopped, she hit the snake with the stick, grabbed Yang Ting With his arm, his little head leaned over and began to whisper.

The corner of Yang Yun's mouth could not help but smile, and walked towards Ning Luo who was standing on the sidelines of the school field.

"Your Majesty dotes on her so much, I'm afraid Sirou will become more and more lawless." Ning Luo looked at him disapprovingly, "She is almost seven years old, it's time to temper her temper."

I don't know if it's because it's the first child of the two of them. Yang Sirou has been favored by Yang Yun since she was a child. The palm of the hand is afraid of falling, and the palm of the hand is afraid of melting in the mouth.

Upon hearing Ning Luo's words, Yang Yun couldn't help defending her daughter: "I think she has a good temper, she is really cute, and she is not coquettish and overbearing. She chatters and runs up and down all day long. She is much more lively, if one day she sits there in a dull manner, I'm afraid you still have to worry about whether she is sick."

"Okay, okay, no matter what Sirou does, it's good in your eyes." Ning Luo gave him a look.

Yang Yun approached her calmly, and whispered in her ear: "Where, Luo'er is the best in my eyes."

Ning Luo's face turned red, and she couldn't help but look away, looking around and talking about him: "Where are Si Qi and Si Jue? They were arguing to play with their brothers and sisters just now."

Yang Yun looked behind her, and saw five-year-old Yang Siqi standing on the steps, wearing an apricot-yellow brocade dress with dark cloud patterns and a dark belt inlaid with gemstones around his waist. , resembling Ning Luo, with a small palm-sized face sunk in a snow-white fox-fur scarf, looking more and more sculpted, but her stature is similar to that of Yang Yun, and she is as tall as six or seven-year-old Si soft general.

"Why don't you come down? Do you want my father to take you to ride a horse?" Yang Yun said with a smile.

Yang Siqi shook his head, cherishing the words like gold: "Mud, dirty."

Yang Yun got a headache. This child's temperament is somewhat similar to his, introverted and calm, not easy to get close to others, but his hobbies are completely different. He likes to be quiet and doesn't like to move. The most troublesome thing is that this child has a weird obsession with cleanliness. When he leaves the house before the age of three, he is almost always hugged by his nurse, and refuses to go to the ground to get dusty; when it is unavoidable to go to the ground, he never goes to the grass or mud On the ground, if the clothes, shoes and socks are even a little dirty, he will never wear them again; Sirou likes to do naughty things like climbing trees and hunting birds, and he just plays with Lubansuo and Jiulianhuan all day long. , Hua Rongdao, there is no child's liveliness and innocence.

The husband and wife chatted occasionally, feeling rather regretful, if the tempers of the son and the daughter could be changed, it would be perfect.

"Father... Hug..." Yang Sijue, who was just two years old, was hugged by the nanny, and cried out unwillingly.

Yang Yun stretched out his arms and took it. This youngest son looked like him the most, with handsome features, tiger head and tiger brain, especially a pair of eyes, dark and deep, very masculine.He combined the advantages of both brothers and sisters, he spoke early, had a sweet mouth, and was outgoing and lively. He was called "father emperor" and "mother queen" all day long, making people feel heartbroken, and he was most favored by the emperor and empress.

"Throw it high, throw it high." Yang Sijue looked at Yang Yun expectantly.

Yang Yun stretched out his hand and threw it, Yang Sijue laughed "giggle" in mid-air, dancing with hands and feet, which made Ning Luo cover his heart, and shouted in fear: "Okay, okay, don't be too high!"

After tossing it three times in a row, Yang Sijue was finally satisfied, and stretched out his hand towards Ning Luo: "Mother...hug..."

Ning Luo accepted it helplessly, and took a handkerchief to wipe the sweat from the tip of his nose for him: "I know how to be naughty."

Yang Sijue didn't care about 21, hugged Ning Luo's neck, smacked his face fiercely, and said happily: "Mother's queen... likes mother's queen...eating noodles...going to the theater..."

Tomorrow is Ning Luo's birthday, although Yang Yun and Ning Luo don't want to mobilize the crowd, the palace is still bustling, and Yang Sixue has heard some of it subtly, and is also eagerly looking forward to it.

"What gift did Sijue prepare for the queen mother?" Ning Luo pinched his chubby face and joked.

Yang Sijue was obviously confused, tilted his head to think for a while, struggled to get off Ning Luo, and ran towards Yang Siqi in a stumbling manner: "Second brother... wants a gift..."

Yang Siqi's white and tender cheeks suddenly turned pink, and he winked at him desperately: "What are you talking about, third brother, I don't understand."

Yang Sijue became anxious: "Second brother is lying...Second brother has a gift...for the queen mother!"

Yang Siqi got angry: "That's what I want to leave for my mother to surprise tomorrow. How can you surprise my mother after you tell me, third brother, little idiot."

Yang Sijue scratched his head, smiled naively, and rushed forward to hug Yang Siqi: "Second brother hugs, second brother is not angry."

Yang Siqi hastily avoided Kailai: "Third Brother, you are drooling, don't rub against me, Mother Wang, hurry up and hug him!"

While backing away, he carefully kept a distance from Yang Siqi to prevent his younger brother from falling, and waited until the wet nurse came to hug Yang Siqi, then he raised his chin like a little adult, with his hands behind his back and his face full of pride: " The third brother is disobedient, so I won't talk to you in the future."

Ning Luo and Yang Yun looked at each other and couldn't help laughing. Although the second child has a weird temper, he has the most delicate thoughts. He knows how to prepare a gift for the mother at such a young age, which is really considerate.

"What did Si Qi prepare for the queen mother?" Ning Luo squatted down and said with a smile, "The queen mother's heart is itching, I really want to know earlier."

Yang Siqi blinked, his thick and dense eyelashes were like a small cattail fan, so beautiful that people couldn't help but want to kiss him: "The mother will know tomorrow."

"Okay, okay, my mother will wait for you tomorrow, but is it okay for my mother to ask for a small gift in advance today?" Ning Luo held back her laugh and asked solemnly.

Yang Siqi nodded reservedly: "What does the queen mother want? My son will do it for you."

Ning Luo suddenly took advantage of his unpreparedness and kissed his eyelashes: "The queen mother thought about it for a long time, and finally Si Qi agreed."

Yang Siqi froze, and shouted accusingly: "Mother! Drooling!"

Seeing the appearance of the mother and son, Yang Yun, who has always been serious, couldn't help laughing, and the palace people beside him also showed smiles.

The next day was Ning Luo's birthday, and he invited several relatives and friends to get together in the palace, and the palace also called in an opera troupe to add to the fun, and when Shiro came out to visit his mother, they sang very lively.

Yu Huiyao and Zou Zelin also have a son and a daughter. Their son, Zou Ding'an, is a few months older than Yang Siqi. Like his father, he is precocious and has a photographic memory. , was hugged by Yu Huiyao with a bright smile on his face, very cute.

It has been a while since Ning Heng was transferred back to Beijing from Beigu City. Her daughter Ning Fan is three years old this year. She is as gentle and sweet as her mother, and she is very obedient beside her brothers.

With so many children in the palace, it was like a market, chattering endlessly.

After Yang Yun finished approving the memorials in the South Study Room and dealt with the government affairs, what he saw in the Jingning Palace was such a lively scene.The few female relatives who had been around Ning Luo saw the saint coming up, and asked An to say a few words, then went to the other side knowingly.

There were many gifts on the corner of the room and on the coffee table. The Qin family in the south of the Yangtze River sent many rare playthings as usual, such as the clairvoyance of the West, and the mahogany elephant carving from Siam. Yang Yun glanced at it hastily and picked up a piece with interest A veil with a strange thing embroidered on it: "What is this? A bug?"

Ning Luo let out a "shh", and looked at her daughter in the distance. Yang Sirou was fighting with the martial arts students on the learning platform with a wooden sword, full of energy. "Don't let her hear the butterfly that Sirou embroidered for me. She will never be like a girl again."

Yang Yun shook his head and sighed, picked up another piece of wood carving, and said in surprise, "Is this carved by Si Qi?"

Ning Luo said happily: "Yes, he carved a kitten for me. Look, does this look like the old snow ball?"

It was a piece of cedar wood. Although the wood is very soft, it is very rare for Yang Siqi to complete such a small wood carving with his current hand strength. I agree."

Ning Luo looked at him in surprise: "Why, did you also carve a cat for me?"

Yang Yun smiled and raised his hand. Someone beside him came over carrying a white basket. Inside the basket was a white woolen blanket. In the middle of the woolen blanket sat a snow-white kitten, who was more beautiful than Yang Yun. His palm was not much bigger, and his blue cat eyes were watery, as if he hadn't woken up, and he stared at Ning Luo with a blank expression.

At first glance, the kitten is almost a replica of Xuetuan's childhood.

Ning Luo's eyes suddenly glowed, and tremblingly hugged the kitten in his arms: "Xuetuan..."

Yang Yun raised his hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and said in a gentle voice, "Why are you crying instead? I just wanted to make you happy, so I found this rare thing. Now that the child is grown up, I have to raise a cat." It's okay. Come on, what name should I give it?"

"I'm so happy," Ning Luo snuggled into his arms, stroking the kitten's soft and beautiful fur, watching the cat's eyes narrowed comfortably, and let out a contented "meow" sound, in her heart A wave of heat surged past, and he murmured: "I'm so happy, tell me, could it be Xue Tuan's reincarnation?"

"It must be," Yang Yun said with a smile, "We don't like it, and when we touch it, we bark our teeth, but we just fell in love with you so much."

Ning Luo laughed, put the kitten into the basket reverently, clasped his palms together, and muttered a prayer for a moment: "Then call it Xueqiu, and Xuetuan is a family."

When the children discovered this new thing, they all swarmed over, chattering and laughing around, and the snowball who just got a new name didn't make a fuss, but her eyes became vigilant, and she huddled in a corner and said nothing. throat.

"Cats like to eat dried fish, I'll get some."

"Second brother, touch it."

"Don't touch it, it's dirty."

"Brother Siqi, I want to touch you."

"...I'll grab your hand and touch it, okay?"

Looking at the lively scene of the children, Yang Yun hesitated for a moment, then took out a letter and a bag from his arms, and handed them to Ning Luo reluctantly: "It was sent by Bei Zhou, your good brother is a gift every year." I don’t even want to miss your birthday.”

Ning Luo suppressed a smile and said, "It's been so many years, and I've already recognized my younger brother, are you still brooding about the past?"

After Yang Yun succeeded to the throne, Wei Si and Ning Luo paid homage to her sister and brother in a serious manner. Although she didn't come in person, she asked the servant next to her to bring her personal belongings to the Great Chen Jingshi, and confessed to Ning Zhenchuan on his behalf. With a big gift, he became a brother and sister of the opposite sex with Ning Heng and Ning Luo.

Yang Yun snorted softly: "Although he calls me brother-in-law now, I still want to remember that incident for the rest of my life, and I must not let him take advantage of the loophole."

While the two of them were talking, a servant hurried over from outside, handed Yang Yun a brocade box, and whispered something in Yang Yun's ear.

The chuckle at the corner of Yang Yun's mouth gradually disappeared. He caressed the complicated patterns on the brocade box with his fingertips, and opened it after hesitating for a while, only to see a scroll inside.

Ning Luo asked curiously, "Who sent this?"

Yang Yun took out the scroll and handed it to her. She opened it and saw that there was a picture of the blue sea and waves inside. The sea boats were shining brightly under the sunlight, the sky was high and the sea was wide, and seabirds were flying. spirit.

On the upper right corner of the scroll is a poem inscribed in soft handwriting, signed by Ning Xuan, wishing the ninth sister a happy birthday.

Ning Luo looked at it for a while, and her heart was clear. The thick and heavy brushwork must not be done by Ning Xuan.Thinking of the jokes she had with Yang Yan in Empress Minghui's Palace before, she felt sad, and asked after a while: "Your Majesty, where are they... now?"

"He went all the way to the northwest, went around Changzhou and Yingzhou where we stayed, then turned south, went to Jiangnan, went out to the sea from Jiangnan to the east, and lived on some nearby small islands. It's been a while, I recently returned to my father's tomb, and I've found a place to live outside for a while." Yang Yun said calmly.

"Is he really sincerely repenting?" Ning Luo looked at him expectantly.

Yang Yun nodded: "It should be, I sent someone to observe in the dark for a long time, and I didn't see any contact between him and the old department. A while ago, they just adopted a girl, who is also one or two years old. You Seventh sister took care of it personally, and he opened a shop himself, selling some goods brought from other places."

Ning Luo couldn't imagine that Yang Yan, who was once mighty, would open a shop and do business. This is a way to turn death into life, making money every day, right?However, it sounds like the two of them had a good time together. Yang Yan was accompanied by Ning Xuan, and would always put her down slowly. Ning Xuan's wishes came true, but she felt sorry for her mother Ning Cheng, who was rich and prosperous. It was nothing. In the few years when Ning Xuan left, she hid in the house and cried all day long, which made people feel sad.

"That's good. Since she's near the imperial mausoleum, she's not far from here. We'll meet each other sometime in the future." Ning Luo breathed a sigh of relief.

Yang Yun put away the scroll, handed it to the waiter, coughed lightly, and said, "It's your birthday today, and if you miss them again, I'm going to get angry. Come on, are you hungry? See what the imperial dining room is preparing for today." how's it going……"

Before the words were finished, there was a small commotion in the north of the imperial garden.

Yang Yun turned his head to look, but saw Jing Le coming in a hurry, his face was flushed red: "Your Majesty...Your Majesty!"

"What's the matter?" Yang Yun was a little puzzled. Jing Le had been in the Yulin Army for so many years, and his actions became more and more stable. It was rare to see him so groggy.

"Chasing the cloud... Chasing the cloud... its ponytail was cut off!" Jing Le was very angry, "The horse breeder came to report just now, and all of them were cut bald! It looks very unwell and a little sluggish. I am worried that it will die." won't be sick anymore."

It has been more than ten years since Zhuiyun followed Yang Yun as a pony. Both Yang Yun and Ning Luo regard it as their family, and the people under him also take good care of him. Jing Le is Yang Yun's close friend. The guard, and Zhuiyun's relationship is even more extraordinary.

Yang Yun's face darkened: "Who is so bold? Could it be that there is something wrong with the defense of the palace?"

Jing Le was ashamed and angry: "Your Majesty, I have sent someone to investigate. This person is very arrogant. He dared to cut off his ponytail to provoke us. He must not be tolerated..."

The more Ning Luo listened, the more she felt that something was wrong: "Wait a minute, Jing Le, only Zhui Yun was cut?"

Jing Le thought for a moment in a daze: "It seems... there was another pony that was cut off, and I didn't notice it."

Thinking of the two dolls who were staring at Zhuiyun and whispering in the school field that day, and thinking of Ju who had been kicked almost to the point of missing a few days ago, Ning Luo's heart brightened, and she looked at the group of children: "Sirou Where's Sirou? Where's Ting'er?"

A group of children looked around in a daze, and the two older children who were still leading the way in teasing the cat just now were gone.

"Emperor Sister is there..." Yang Siqi's eyes were sharp, and he saw that Yang Siqi and Yang Ting were retreating secretly under the cover of a clump of crabapple trees.

Yang Yun suddenly understood, he was angry and funny at the same time, and said in a deep voice: "Yang Sirou, stop!"

Yang Ting paused and turned around obediently, but Yang Sirou not only didn't stop, but also grabbed Yang Ting's sleeve and ran forward: "Father! It's not our fault! Who told you to chase me?" Yun looks so good! The curly bow made by the good-looking ponytail is amazing! Father, I went to play there, don’t be angry! I’ll come back when you’re not angry!”

Suddenly, a group of people turned their backs on their backs in the imperial garden, and the maids and servants all chased after them, little ancestor, what if something happened to them, how would they survive!
The warm winter sun jumps among the leaves, and even jumps on the corners of the double eaves. Laughter can be heard everywhere, making this palace full of blood and killing full of vitality.

Ning Luo shook her head and sighed softly, but couldn't help laughing again.As soon as her hands warmed up, she turned her eyes and saw that Yang Yun was looking at her with helplessness in his eyes.

The happiness that was once only out of reach in dreams is now in the eyes of the brows.

Ning Luo smiled, let it be like this, and live happily ever after with her brother Jing.

(End of this chapter)