Moreover, when the little prince was born, the sky was full of colorful clouds, and the first snow fell that night.

When Ye Chen was one year old, Ruanruan told Wan Ge that he became the male protagonist, and the male protagonist's aura was gone.

Wan Ge looked at the little ball jumping around beside him, oh? He became the male protagonist, so would he have a female protagonist? Would he have a daughter-in-law? He was alone in so many worlds, what kind of person would his daughter-in-law be?

"What is Xiao Ge thinking about?" Ye Zhao hugged his wife. When the little prince saw that his father had left the court, he dropped the things in his hands and ran to his father.

As a result, his father only knew to hug his mother and didn't even give him a glance.

In an instant, the little prince's eyes turned red, and he cried out with a pout.

"Your son cried because of grievance." Wan Ge said with a smile.

Ye Zhao frowned, holding Wan Ge's waist with one hand, and holding the little prince who was holding his thigh with the other hand: "What a little ancestor, I should have known not to keep you. You disturb my intimacy with my wife every day."

The little prince didn't know what his father was talking about at this moment. He only knew that he was happy again when his father hugged him.

Wan Ge looked at Ye Zhao who had completely restrained his temper. Now he would not kill people at every turn, but in the previous dynasty, as long as someone mentioned the selection of concubines, Ye Zhao would immediately turn his face black, and finally no one dared to mention it again.

At first, Jing'an Hou was very worried that his daughter would end up badly if she was the only favorite in the harem, but later he found that he didn't need to worry at all, and finally he was relieved.

"A Zhao, why did you forgive me so easily at the beginning?" Wan Ge thought about it, and still felt that with Ye Zhao's temper, shouldn't he get angry first and then slowly forgive himself? But when he came back and explained in a few words, the other party said forgiveness and forgave.

Ye Zhao walked towards the bedroom with his wife and children, and said slowly: "At the beginning, I was really angry. I thought that if I caught you, I would keep you by my side and never let you leave.

But later, I missed you more and more, and felt that I couldn't lose you. I thought that as long as you could come back, as long as you could come back to my side, I would not be angry.

But who would have thought that you would come back for another man. At that moment, I was really furious. But you met again, I chose to believe you and forgive you."

"Thank you, Zhao."

Ye Zhao handed the little prince in his arms to the maid, and picked up his queen: "The queen wants to thank me, so why not give me another little princess?"

"Hey hey hey? Ye Zhao! Can you have other ideas besides these things?"

"No!"

...

...

The day before the New Year, it was Wan Ge's birthday party in this world.

Generally, Jing'an Hou would enter the palace earlier than other ministers at this time. Ye Zhao held his queen and looked at Jing'an Hou indifferently.

Jing'an Hou coughed unconsciously. After that incident, every time he saw his daughter and his wife in the same frame, Jing'an Hou felt an indescribable sense of guilt.

The young marquis also stood quietly aside. After all, he was also involved in this matter and he felt guilty.

That's not right! Seeing his sister so calm, it was obviously his sister who said she wanted to do this first. If she is not afraid, then what are they afraid of?

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