Hot wife lives in the field

When Zhao Yuan went down to court, he heard that Yuan Yinzhen and his family had come to the palace, so he walked towards the back palace.

When I went into the yard, I saw the figure standing by the cradle shaking the cot.

Yuan Yinzhen heard the footsteps, looked up and saw Zhao Yuan, and then released his hand shaking the little bed.

Zhao Yuan came up to him.

"Back?" The attitude is not very friendly.

"Well." Should also be very flat.

Zhao Yuan raised his foot and walked towards the house. After two steps, he stopped again: "if you have enough play, come back. Many things in the court need you."

Yuan Yinzhen smiles and shakes his head.

He has got rid of that burden, how can he go back?

Moreover, although he didn't want to admit that he managed nanqin very well, nanqin became more and more prosperous in his hands in the past two years.

"When I gave you the throne, I didn't intend to step here again. Moreover, if I really go back, will the ministers in the court be at ease? "

A son of heaven and a courtier.

Although he has always been at odds with Zhao Yuan, he believes in him. When he says this, he sincerely hopes that he will go back. However, he has been away from the court for five or six years. The situation in the court is no longer the same. Zhao Yuan has cultivated a lot of his own forces. Once he goes back, those under him will be afraid of him.

Zhao Yuan did not speak, but raised his eyes to the sky, for a long time low voice: "sometimes, I miss the original days in zhaojiacun."

At that time, he was not song Yuxuan, the emperor of the southern Qin Dynasty, nor song Yuxuan, the general of the southern Qin Dynasty, but Zhao Yuan, a hunter in the mountains. He worked at sunrise and died at sunset. Although he had hatred in his heart, he didn't have to worry too much——

"If you don't come back, don't come back. Maybe it's good for you and her."

Two people are saying, Yuan Mingzhu came out from the house, saw Zhao Yuan, called out: "big brother."

When he came out of the palace, it was not noon.

They did not stay in the palace to eat, nor did they go home, but went to the White House.

Just stepping into Bai Fu, a small figure rushed into yuan Yinzhen's arms.

"This child, how rash." Yuan Mingzhu smiles.

The child raised his eyes and looked at yuanmingzhu. His eyes were bright with curiosity: "who are you? What can I do for you

As soon as Yuan Mingzhu was about to speak, he heard a cry: "sheng'er."

The child called "Niang" and ran over there.

Yuan Mingzhu looked along the direction and saw Yuchi Qinling.

The child rushed to Yuchi Qinling and seemed to say something to her. Yuchi Qinling raised her eyes and saw them.

She gave them a smile and pulled the child over: "you're back."

A moment later, they sat in the living room. The child, sheng'er, kept running and jumping up and down in the living room.

Since sitting down, Yuan Mingzhu's eyes have never left the child. Wei Chi Qinling seems to be aware of Yuan Mingzhu's gaze. When the servant girl leaves, she says, "sheng'er is not my husband's child."

Although she felt that the child was neither like Bai Zhuoyan nor Wei Chi Qinling, she was shocked to hear her speak so frankly.

For a long time, she didn't know what to say, but yuan Yinzhen asked: "does ah Yan know?" Although it was a question, just the tone, but almost sure.

Weichi Qinling did not deny it, but gave a smile.

"Where's ah Yan?"

Wei Chi Qin was stunned, and then looked at Yuan Mingzhu: "didn't Xianggong tell her sister? Not long after you left Hongcheng, Xianggong left. "

"Where did he go?" Yuan Yinzhen frowned.

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