Fierce “Husband”

Before the auction started, Wang Shijing finally "caught" the elusive Jiang Moxi. The two had a man-to-man conversation. Even Shao Yunan didn't know what the two of them said. Wang Shijing said that it was a secret between him and Jiang Moxi, and he promised Jiang Moxi to keep it a secret for him. Jiang Moxi assured that he would not do anything that would endanger himself and his family. He wants to make himself stronger, to avenge his father and little father, and Wang Shijing did not reveal the rest.

In this regard, what Shao Yunan can do is to remain silent and unconditionally support Jiang Moxi when he needs money. Jiang Moxi is a child prodigy, and a child prodigy who definitely has his own ideas. He must not be forced to use family relationships. If what the Wu family did to Jiang Kangchen and Jiang Moxi only cut off Jiang Moxi's relationship with the Wu family in the future, then the Wu family's poisoning of Wu Jian caused Jiang Moxi's hatred for them. After provoking the emperor and Jiang Moxi, Shao Yunan could only let the Wu family ask for more happiness in his heart.

On the day of the auction, no one who received the invitation dared to neglect. King Luo Rong and Guo Zimu just slept quietly the night before without doing any intense exercise. The auction is scheduled for 9 o'clock, but people have already started to go there, wanting to have a sneak peek and see what an auction house is.

Guo Zimu was not in a hurry to get there, the reason why he got up early was to make breakfast. It is estimated that the auction will take a long time, and if you are not full, you will be hungry in the middle. Guo Zimu was busy with his work, and King Luo Rong hesitated and said, "Zimu, is it possible for me to ask Shizi and Xiaohui to come over and eat together? After eating, let's go over for four pieces."

Guo Zimu turned his head and gave Luo Rongwang a charming smile: "Yes, I have done a lot."

King Luo Rong was very happy, and ordered someone to call the prince and the concubine to come over for dinner, and rolled up his sleeves to help, but Guo Zimu drove him out.

After a while, Murong Yi came over with her younger brother. The two first went to the small kitchen to greet Guo Zimu. Guo Zimu hadn't officially entered the door, but his identity had already been set, and there should be no less rules. Knowing that Guo Zimu was introverted, Murong Yi brought her younger brother into the house after asking for safety to avoid Guo Zimu's embarrassment.

In the mansion, Guo Zimu no longer wore a mask, and many people dared not look at his face, including Murong Yi and Murong Hui. The two sons came, and King Luo Rong asked them to sit. After greeting Dad, Murong Yi and Murong Hui sat down.

King Luo Rong said: "After eating, let's go to the auction house together. In the future, you should bring Xiaohui to meet the world. Shizi, Xiaohui is your only brother. In the future, you will be needed in the house. The two brothers work together."

Murong Hui looked at his father in confusion, and Murong Yi asked directly, "Father, you won't let my little father stay behind?" Murong Yi frowned in her heart.

King Luo Rong said with happiness and regret: "Your little father doesn't want it. He is afraid of pain, and he is afraid that having a child will take away his energy. He envy Ishijing and Yunan, and father will let him."

Murong Yi still couldn't help but tighten her eyebrows: "Are you worried about me?"

Murong Hui is a concubine, so naturally this problem does not exist. King Luo Rong shook his head: "No, he's just afraid of pain." After a pause, King Luo Rong endured his blushing and said, "Your little father should be spoiled by nature, he ate so much before. It's bitter, if Dad wants to spoil him well, having a child will inevitably distract some energy, so don't want it. If he wants it again in the future, Dad will give it to him."

Murong Yi understood, he touched Murong Hui's head, Murong Hui lowered his head again and didn't ask anything. Looking at the ruddy prince, King Luo Rong said: "Prince, you are in your twenties this year. You were not in good health before, and Dad didn't worry about your marriage. Now that you are in good health, should you think about it? If you have something you like, Dad will find someone to come and propose you a marriage; if you don’t have it, Dad will ask Qiansui to choose a suitable one for you.”

Murong Yi's expression was indifferent, and she asked, "Dad, is someone looking for you?"

King Luo Rong did not shy away: "There are people from the Duke of Lu, the Duke of Ning, the Duke of Zhaoyang, the Duke of Zhengyuan, the Duke of Ping'an, and others. They were looking for you. Little Daddy, if your little Daddy doesn’t see anyone, Daddy will meet you. But you still have to like it yourself, your marriage, Daddy won’t force you. It’s just that there should be individual people around you to take care of you.”

Murong Yi said coldly, "When I was determined to not live long, I didn't see anyone come to say kiss. Now I'm scrambling to be the first."

King Luo Rong restrained himself.

Murong Yi continued: "Dad, you have received the gift of the emperor, and the younger father is also the righteous brother of Marquis Zhongyong. Marquis Zhongyong is nothing, Wang Shaozhengjun is Qiansui's nephew, with only a few layers of relationships, even if his son is going to die now, he will still be fine. There will be countless people who want to be the first wife of the prince. Let alone me, after two years Xiaohui, countless people will come to come to kiss her."

King Luo Rong took a deep breath and remained silent.

"How many people used to wait to see the jokes of our palace. There is a princess who is dedicated to cultivating immortals, and there is a prince who does not live long."

"Brother Yi!"

Murong Yi's jaw clenched: "There is another, the prince who has a false name."

King Luo Rong was not angry, he was just distressed and guilty.

Murong Yi: "In front of the dignified prince's mansion, the door can be arrogant. Now, it's the one who goes up to the pole to kiss. I'm disgusting!"

King Luo Rong took a deep breath: "If you don't like it, Dad pushed you."

Guo Zimu, who was carrying the steamed buns, was outside the door, neither entering nor not entering. All three people in the hall saw him, King Luo Rong and Murong Yi stood up at the same time, Murong Yi stopped the steps taken, King Luo Rong took the plate from Guo Zimu's hand, and Murong Hui also stood up.

"There's more in the kitchen."

After saying a word, Guo Zimu returned to the kitchen, and Murong Yi raised his feet: "Xiao Hui, come and serve the meal." Murong Yi hurriedly followed.

Guo Zimu made Xiaolong Tangbao and egg-filled cakes, boiled colorful pearl soup, and several dishes of side dishes that he made himself, each half of steamed corn, and a plate of cut pears after dinner.

Murong Yi, who sat down again, had the mildness that a fat man should have on her face, and said angrily, "Little Daddy, the flesh that I lost just now has to grow back."

King Luo Rong stared: "What to lose, good health is the most important thing."

"I can't make it, I can't walk, I can't walk, I can't reduce it."

Thinking of the words he had just heard outside, Guo Zimu said to Murong Yi for the first time: "I can't lose weight on an empty stomach, so I need to exercise. You ask Yun Anke what a good way, I heard him mention it before, I just didn't remember, but it's definitely not hungry."

Putting a soup dumpling for King Luo Rong, Guo Zimu reminded: "There is soup in this dumpling, it is hot, take a bite first and let the soup flow out."

Over there, King Luo Rong has already demonstrated it himself. Murong Yi hesitated on the soup dumpling with chopsticks, Murong Hui turned a blind eye to his brother's struggle, picked up a soup dumpling and followed his father's example, biting open.

"Hiss..."

Guo Zimu: "Be careful."

King Luo Rong looked at the prince's tangled appearance with disgust, and said, "If you don't eat it, pull it down, I'll eat it with Xiaohui."

"That won't work." Murong Yi took a soup dumpling under his chopsticks, and he walked a few more times in the field. After eating one with satisfaction, Murong Yi was no longer tangled. It would be a shame not to eat such a delicious food.

King Luo Rong didn't mention his son's marriage, Murong Yi ate five soup buns in a row, then put down his chopsticks to wipe his hands, and picked up an egg to fill the cake. After taking a bite and swallowing it happily, he said, "Little father, please give birth to a younger brother for me and Xiaohui. You and father don't care when the younger brother is born. I will bring him. When he grows up, he will be the prince."

King Luo Rong put down his chopsticks, and Guo Zimu pursed his lips. Murong Hui glanced at his brother and drank the soup in silence. Murong Yi continued to eat, and when he finished eating, he wiped his hands, raised his eyes, and said to the serious-faced person, "Father, it's enough for me to have a girl or boy who can pass the room. I don't want to marry someone who is impure. , when the time comes, our house will not be able to live in peace. If I marry one, there will be a second one vying for the door. Not to mention, if the person who comes in is impure, what will the little father do?"

Guo Zimu lowered his eyes, and King Luo Rong's eyes were solemn.

"You and my little father have a child. First, our Luo Rong Palace is not considered to have broken the incense from me; secondly, you and my little father are so affectionate, it will always be a pity if you don't have any children, don't you think?"

King Luo Rong looked at Guo Zimu and held his hand, but Guo Zimu didn't struggle.

"Thirdly, you and your little father have a child. From the outside, my position as a prince is in danger, whether it is for me or you and my little father, it will not hurt. In our house, or It's better if there are less idle people waiting, what do you think?"

King Luo Rong: "But aren't you too wronged?"

Murong Yi took the last bun, and said indifferently, "If I really meet someone I like, I will naturally marry him. Those who have ulterior motives are fine. There are so many things in the house and the little father, and the son really has no energy to make peace with him. The people beside the pillow are fighting for their minds. Marquis Zhongyong is only a few years older than his son, he is a first-class marquis, and his son can’t be worse than him.”

How could King Luo Rong not know his son's ability, but he was tortured by illness before and was powerless, but now it is time for his son to show the ability he should have, and he can no longer be restrained.

"Since you've made up your mind, it's up to you."

"Thank you dad. Then you and my little dad... don't worry, if you and my little dad can't be separated and bring it, I will bring it, I don't mind the trouble."

When King Luo Rong went to see Guo Zimu, the matter of wanting a child also depends on Guo Zimu's own intentions. Guo Zimu lowered his head, his face was flushed, and his ears were all red. Murong Hui was stunned, Murong Yi kicked him under the table, Murong Hui hurriedly lowered his head and did not dare to raise his eyes again.

After a long while, Guo Zimu bit his lip and said shyly, "That, that is also, next year's thing."

Murong Yi smiled, and King Luo Rong smiled. Picking up the chopsticks again, King Luo Rong greeted: "Hurry up and eat."

On the way to the auction house, there were only two people, and King Luo Rong said, "Xiao Mu, don't force yourself on the matter of the child, maybe in two years, Brother Yi will meet someone you like."

Guo Zimu's face was a little red again, but he said: "The prince and Xiaohui are both good people. If the prince is really willing, let's have one. In the future, if the prince finds someone he likes and has a child of his own, he will Let them get along as brothers." With pursed lips, Guo Zimu said earnestly, "If the first child is a boy, we'll have one, would you say?"

"Okay, okay, whatever you say is fine!"

To be honest, King Luo Rong really hates wanting a child of him and Guo Zimu. Now that Guo Zimu has let go, how could he be bad.

In the other car, Murong Hui kept looking at his brother. Murong Yi's eyes passed, and Murong Hui hurriedly lowered his head again. Murong Yi tapped him on the head.

"If you have something to say, what are you hiding?"

Murong Hui patted his head, lowered his head, and asked, "Brother, are you really not planning to get married?"

"Why, do you want to find a sister-in-law to take care of you?"

"No." Murong Hui shook his head desperately, "I'm also afraid, brother, find a powerful sister-in-law who will bully me." But he still mustered up his courage and said, "Brother, do you really want to support me, brother?"

Murong Yi still asked back, "You don't want to?"

Murong Hui still shook his head: "No." After struggling for a while, he said, "Brother, you haven't raised a child before, how are you doing well, do you want to raise a younger brother?"

Murong Yi raised her hand and was about to fight, but Murong Hui hurriedly hugged her head and shouted, "Brother, you can raise it if you want, and I will help you raise it together!"

Snapped!

Murong Hui was still slapped on the head.

Murong Yi said slightly sternly: "Xiaohui, listen, in the future, if the people around you do things that are not good for the palace and the little father, don't blame my brother for being ruthless, including you. Whether my father gives birth to a younger brother or a younger sister, I will raise your brother as my own child. In the Luo Rong Palace, there is no distinction between direct sons and concubines, but there must be some rules, don't give your brother a chance to punish you."

Murong Hui shuddered and nodded sharply, "Brother, I don't dare."

Murong Yi patted Murong Hui's head and softened her tone: "Little Daddy is very good, he really likes Daddy, you don't have to be close to him, maybe Daddy won't like us being too close to him, but you have to respect him , to protect him, understand?"

Murong Yi nodded again and again.

Satisfied, Murong Yi patted her brother's head again, and Murong Yi closed her eyes. The scene of Guo Zimu feeding the fairy water left to him to his father appeared again in front of him; and again, the box of private money that Guo Zimu had. Guo Zimu looked at his father with sincere love and unreliable dependence. That was the true love that he probably couldn't even ask for.

Murong Yi opened her eyes, her eyes were sharp, and then, Ling Li was covered in the usual simplicity and honesty. Those people who sneered at him openly and secretly for being a fat white pig, but now they hurriedly come to his door to give him grass. They are not disgusting, and he is disgusting.

Squinting, Murong Yi thought about seeing Shao Yun'an for a while, and asked him if there was any good way to lose his body. Glancing at the thin Xiaohui, Murong Yi wondered if she could transfer her body to Xiaohui. Murong Yi didn't dare to raise his head in fear, he felt the malice from his brother, who would be unlucky? It can't be me!