After attending the wedding banquet between Zhao Che and Qi Bing, Lu Yuzhou held Baoshan's hand and walked towards the carriage.

Even the wind was gentle this night. Baoshan didn't want to ride in the carriage, so Lu Yuzhou accompanied her on the way back home.

The moonlight was bright, stretching the figures of the two, and the woman's moon-white skirt and the man's jade-colored skirt were erected.

"I had a dream yesterday." Baoshan pinched the man's slender palm and said in a muffled voice.

As the woman grows older, her face becomes more mature and gorgeous, with a charming spirit.

When she looked at Lu Yuzhou with her beautiful eyes, Lu Yuzhou would always be attracted by her appearance. She married for a long time and never tire of watching her.

"Well, let me tell you." Lu Yuzhou let her pinch her palm, put her other hand on her shoulder, and pulled her closer to him.

Baoshan tilted her head, "I dreamed of the next life."

Is this the same as the next life that my father-in-law and mother-in-law made an appointment? Lu Yuzhou smiled faintly and nodded, "I also dreamed of the next life."

Baoshan was surprised, "You talk first."

Lu Yuzhou looked ahead with a silver light and said slowly: "I dreamed that I am your guard in the next life, and I will work hard for you."

This is what she said, as if she would bully him.

Baoshan glanced at him and took a step, not wanting to pay attention to him anymore.

Lu Yuzhou chased after her and held her hand, "Why are you angry?"

In fact, it was not the case. I just wanted to act coquettishly, but Baoshan's way of acting coquettishly was not as obvious as Mu Yao, but it was enough for Lu Yuzhou to reflect.

Seeing that the person didn't speak, Lu Yuzhou stopped, turned her shoulder, and let her face him, "Tell me about your dream."

Baoshan looked around and saw that the driver of his carriage was parked far away, so he felt a little relieved and pushed his hand away, "It was pulled and pulled on the street."

Lu Yuzhou found it funny and grabbed her shoulder, "What's wrong with me hugging my wife?"

"No shame."

This person looks serious on the outside, but in fact he is full of charm in his bones and has often pestered her to do some ridiculous things.

With ten fingers tied up again, Lu Yuzhou took her hand and lowered her head to kiss her, "Tell me, maybe in the next life, I can still find you as you say."

Baoshan felt it fresh and smiled with a pursed lips.

She had a strange dream last night, dreaming that she was not separated from her parents, and in a harmonious atmosphere, she was childhood sweethearted with Lu Yuzhou, and naturally got married.

Lu Yuzhou in the dream was very fond of her, and liked to pat her head with a book, and said again: "Little girl."

That kind of taste seems to heal the heartache before she was sixteen, allowing her to feel the feeling of being spoiled.

But time will not go back to the current, and they cannot go back to the past, and many contradictions that cannot be adjusted in will eventually become regrets.

She knew that people should look forward and not stay in the past. After getting married, they were treated gently by the man in front of her. The old wounds in her heart had long been healed and would not feel wronged or unwilling.

I noticed his wife's faint sorrow, Lu Yuzhou took her into his arms and stroked the back of her head. If I could go back to the past and make up for the mistakes I made at that time, I would use it as an exchange for the world.

That night, the two hugged each other and Lu Yuzhou wandered in the dream and actually got into Baoshan's dream last night.

The next morning, because of the rest of the country, he did not get up early, but hugged Baoshan and intimate for a while.

Baoshan was so bullied that she burst into tears and pinched his handsome face, "You don't need to rest in the future."

Lu Yuzhou nestled in her black satin-like hair and took a few deep breaths of the fragrance on her neck, "Last night, I dreamed of your childhood."

"Hmm?" Baoshan thought he was joking and kicked him angrily.

He grabbed her ankle from the quilt, hooked his tail and scratched her soles, tickling the man to giggle, and then said, "You didn't pay much attention to me when you were a child. I was worried that I wouldn't marry you when I grew up. Fortunately, I still married you back."

Baoshan got into his arms, grabbed a strand of his hair and whispered a few times, "Can you dream of growing up from a child in a dream?"

She likes this little movement of whispering hair very much, just like a puppy.

Lu Yuzhou lay on the bed, hugged her on her body, closed her eyes and replied, "This dream seems to be a dream that has been done for ten years, and it is very painful every day. I am staring at you every day, for fear that you will secretly agree to others when you grow up."

In that dream, Lu Yuzhou had memories, but Baoshan had no memories. Therefore, Lu Yuzhou became anxious and extremely paranoid. When the little girl just got to the bed, she couldn't wait to propose marriage and even made the kiss cry.

Of course, this is an absurd dream and can't be counted, but the journey of my heart clearly reminds him that he is afraid of the next life and is afraid that Baoshan will regard him as a stranger.

"Shan'er."

"Hmm?" Baoshan lay on his chest, scratching his chin with the ends of his hair, and his eyebrows and eyes were filled with a gentle smile.

Lu Yuzhou grabbed the back of her neck, kissed her again and again, until she pecked her tender lips red, and asked unsteadily: "If there is a next life, can you wait for me?"

Baoshan patted his cheek, "Who will say it in the next life?"

"It's right." Lu Yuzhou hugged her and asked her to obey and lean on her. "Let's plan a common afterlife and keep this memory in mind. Then, no matter which lifetime, you can follow the memory to find the other person."

Baoshan lay on his chest with his face on his side, listening to his powerful heartbeat, and reached out to his nose to reach the tip of his nose. When he touched his nose, he pinched his fingers, forcing him to breathe through his nose, "You are so childish, Lord Lu."

Lu Yuzhou smiled, opened his thin lips lightly, and did not respond.

Be childish, just be childish, because he can't afford to block the uncontrollable next life.

Baoshan moved forward, but still did not let go of his nose. She lowered her head and grabbed his lips, and said with a smile: "I'll send you to the next life now."

Murdering your husband?

Lu Yuzhou turned over and pressed her down, holding her two little hands beside the pillow, "If you want, take it, just take it."

After saying that, he lowered his head and kissed her upturned lips.

Outside the door, A Sheng, wearing a royal blue straight skirt, sat in the corridor, staring at the closed door, and muttered, "Why haven't Dad come out yet?"

They agreed to go to Cuju in the palace today, and His Majesty the Emperor will arrive soon, and the father and son have not arrived yet.

The boy sighed. At the age of teenagers, his body had already lost its baby fat, became thin and slender, and his handsomeness was like the first young man in Bianjing back then.

It's not in vain that he had hoped to become thinner before in front of the bronze mirror.

At one end of the corridor, A Li and Tan'er ran over and hugged their brother's left and right arms, "Brother, when will Dad get up?"

A Sheng smiled bitterly, "Dad always takes this kind of time for a rest. It depends on when his mother will drive him out."

A Li tilted on A Sheng's shoulder and ate the fruit in his hand, "If I were my mother, I would really not be able to stand my father anymore. It's too clingy."

"Crack."

The door was opened, and Lu Yuzhou, dressed in gorgeous clothes, walked out slowly and stared at A Li with a smile, "What did my son say just now?"

A Li laughed and jumped off the beauty and ran away without looking back, for fear that his father would take revenge on him.

A Sheng pulled back the hand that was held by Tan'er and bowed to Lu Yuzhou in a regular manner, "Dad, it's getting late, it's time to have a meal. Today, Shenshi will enter the palace to Cuju to everyone."

His eldest son was well-behaved and sensible. Lu Yuzhou smiled lightly and rubbed his head, "At home, there is no need to do this."

After entering the private school, A Sheng made great progress in his studies and quickly stood out from his peers and became the leader. Therefore, his classmates were a little older, and naturally became much more stable when they got along with them.

But in front of parents, this is never needed.

A Sheng smiled shyly and said "Yes".

Lu Yuzhou patted his back, took them to the kitchen hall, and instructed the chef to prepare another meal for Baoshan.

Tan'er didn't understand why her mother didn't eat with them at the same table as she was on holiday, and she couldn't help but ask what she was suspicious about.

Lu Yuzhou took a sip of the hot soup and changed the topic, "I will check your homework for my father in the evening. You can prepare for it."

Tan'er said "ah", raised her tone and looked at A Li, who was bowing her head and was drying her rice.

A Li raised his head, wiped his mouth, and showed a sly smile. Obviously, he had expected that his father would check his homework today.

After the meal, Tan'er hurried back to work hard. The little kid looked at the textbook with a superb memory. In a short while, he mastered the homework arranged by Lu Yuzhou.

She hummed a small song and ran to Duke Huang's yard and played chess with her grandfather.

When Baoshan got up, the mansion was in a state of harmony. She smiled slightly and beat her waist to the dining hall.

At this time, in the palace, the emperor and the empress sat in the viewing shed with their ministers, observing a Cuju.

The little prince stood beside Mu Yao, clenching his fists to cheer for the players on the field.

Mu Yao hugged his son and asked, "When I go back a while, I will teach you Cuju."

The little prince grinned and silently remembered this sentence.

At night, Mu Yao took his son to practice Cuju in the courtyard of the bedroom. The mother and son laughed and laughed, attracting the sparrows on the branches.

When Zhao Yi came over, he saw his wife and children kicking him seriously and did not disturb him. He stood quietly by the moon gate with a smile in his eyes.

The little prince was tired of kicking, so he wiped his forehead and found that his father was coming.

"Father!"

He ran over and threw himself into Zhao Yi's arms.

Zhao Yi picked him up, walked towards Mu Yao, and took out a brocade handkerchief to wipe her forehead.

Mu Yao raised his chin, "Our son is talented. When he gets older, he can compete with those young men."

Zhao Yi leaned over and kissed her forehead, "You make an idea."

Muyao Nunu Nunu’s nose, “It depends on whether my son likes it.”

"Okay." Zhao Yi held his son with one hand and his wife's hand with the other hand, and the family returned to the bedroom.
To be continued...