Chapter 1391 Jia Heng: Don’t worry, a filial son will emerge from under the stick
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Grand View Garden, Cicui Temple
The lights are bright and brilliant as day.
At this moment, Jia Heng stared at Miaoyu who was hesitant to speak, just like Kong Yiji who couldn't take off his gown.
Miaoyu, who used to be open and shut even though there were thousands of years of iron barriers, was no more than a local steamed bun. Now she has become worldly and started to talk about her status.
Of course, being a mother means being strong, so there is nothing wrong with asking her this way.
Miaoyu seemed to be disturbed by Jia Heng's smile, or it could be said that the two of them had been close to each other for a long time and had a deep understanding.
A look of embarrassment appeared on Miaoyu's clear and frosty face, and she said softly: "I'm not doing this for Momo. I usually don't care much about this kind of status. It's just that in the eyes of outsiders, after all, Momo is
An illegitimate child."
Jia Heng said: "Then after I conquer Liaodong and make you a county king, I will ask you to make me your wife. In the future, this child's title will be guaranteed."
The prince has four concubines, but there is no limit on the number of wives.
At this moment, Miaoyu heard the young man speaking softly and responded with a "hmm", and then, a hint of sweetness surged in her heart.
Jia Heng looked at Miaoyu with a warm gaze and said with a smile: "Miaoyu, let me listen to the child and see if he kicked you."
Miaoyu's face, as white as jade, gradually showed a hint of blush, and just as she was about to say something, she saw the young man approaching her belly, as if listening to the child's movements, which was the same as when she was pregnant for the first time.
The scenario is similar.
Miaoyu didn't know why, but her face, which was as white as snow, turned red with embarrassment in an instant, and said, "You are now skilled at this."
Jia Heng raised his head, looked at the cold and jade-like beauty, and said, "Yes, last time I was at Caicui'an, I listened to my Momo's movements."
When Miaoyu heard this, her heart was filled with sweetness, but she did not continue to speak out.
In fact, Li Ren is more quarreling with Jia Heng, as if she is reliving or reluctant to let go of their original love period.
Just as the young man said that, he gently patted his swollen belly with his hand.
Miaoyu was so embarrassed that she finally couldn't bear it anymore and asked, "What are you taking pictures of right now?"
"I'm taking pictures of the watermelon to see if it's ripe." Jia Heng said with a smile.
When Miaoyu heard this, her plump and bright face turned as red as a cloud, and she said angrily: "Does anyone say that about my wife or children?"
Jia Heng said: "It's not my job to serve Yangzi."
When he got up, he hugged the beauty's thin shoulders, smiled, pinched the beauty's pink and plump cheeks, and said: "Miaoyu, you are at home, take good care of your baby."
Miaoyu responded softly, and under her willow eyebrows, traces of sweetness gradually appeared in her bright eyes.
"Let's have dinner at your place at noon." Jia Heng pulled Miaoyu's slender hair, and then looked at the little guy in Xing Xiuyan's arms, with some inexplicable meaning in his eyes.
At this moment, Xing Xiuyan also held the child in her arms and said softly: "Momo is hungry now."
"Mom, eat your pussy." Momo called Miaoyu softly, her voice was soft and cute.
Jia Heng looked at his beautiful daughter, frowned and said, "How old is this child? She hasn't been weaned yet."
Miaoyu rolled her eyes at the young man and thought to herself, how old are you, and you haven't been weaned yet? Now you're talking about your daughter.
When Momo heard the words, she snorted, wrinkled her nose, and said softly: "Bad daddy."
Jia Heng said: "This girl, if she doesn't let her breastfeed, her father will be ruined?"
Miaoyu's plump and plump face showed a hint of embarrassment on both sides of her cheeks, and she said: "Sometimes, Momo sleeps with me and eats secretly."
My daughter is really like him, quite obsessed with those things.
Jia Heng nodded, and under his sharp eyebrows, he looked at Miaoyu with a smile, and said softly: "It's time to wean off the milk. If you keep breastfeeding, the child won't grow taller. Why don't you make some egg custard for her to eat?"
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Miaoyu said softly: "I think so too. The kitchen is going to make some egg custard in the next few days."
Jia Heng nodded, looked at Xing Xiuyan, and said, "Take Momo and go outside to talk."
At this moment, while Xing Xiuyan was talking, he also took Momo away. For a moment, only Jia Heng and Miaoyu were left in the side room, and the couple looked at each other.
Under Jia Heng's sword-shaped eyebrows, he stared at Miaoyu. He touched the beauty's soft lips and pursed her lips gently. For a moment, the coolness came with a scent of milk and sandalwood.
Among all the women in the back house, he actually liked to be intimate with Miaoyu the most, because Miaoyu's cold and a bit indulgent state always had a pure and lustful feeling, a sense of the saint's sinking.
After a while, Jia Heng hugged Miaoyu's slender shoulders, stared at the beauty with blushing cheeks and charming silky eyes, and said warmly: "Miaoyu, you have worked hard to raise a baby during this time."
It is better for a couple to be separated for a while than to be newly married.
Miaoyu also lost her fierceness just now, and said softly: "Without you fighting outside, going through life and death, it would be so hard."
Jia Heng nodded, called out, and said, "Xiuyan, go and bring Momo over."
When Xing Xiuyan heard Jia Heng's call, it didn't take long before he hugged Momo back.
Otherwise, while the couple was making out, she would wait with the baby in her arms.
Jia Heng looked at Xing Xiuyan and said softly: "Xiuyan, in a few days, Song Yan, who has been granted a marriage in the palace, will get married to me. At that time, we can also marry together."
Xing Xiuyan's eyebrows and eyes, which seemed to be out of the clouds, were covered with traces of shyness and timidity, and she said: "I'll let my aunt make the decision."
Miaoyu said: "Your aunt probably also listens to your brother Heng."
Jia Heng: "..."
Don't say this nonsense.
Jia Heng raised his eyes to look at Xing Xiuyan and said, "In the past few days, let's go through the etiquette process and determine the auspicious day."
Although he was a concubine, Xing Xiuyan's non-competitive and indifferent temperament made him particularly attracted. Maybe every man has a dream of a young and talented woman in his heart.
Compared to a woman like Miaoyu, who uses her appearance to do evil but has a stubborn temperament, Xiuyan may be more gentle and intellectual.
Then, everyone slowly sat down, gathered around a lacquered wood table, and started eating.
By the time lunch was over, it was already afternoon, and the bright spring sunshine shone quietly through the carved hollow windows in the Cicui Temple.
However, Xing Xiuyan left the Cuicui Temple with her daughter in her arms and headed into the distance.
Jia Heng raised his eyes to look at Miaoyu and said softly: "It's late for spring sleep, Miaoyu, I'm feeling a little spring sleepy right now, why don't we take a rest first?"
Miaoyu raised her eyes and glared at the boy in the python suit. For a moment, she seemed a little embarrassed and said angrily: "I'm still pregnant, and you're going to treat me like this?"
Now that she has given birth to a child, she feels that her appearance is not as good as when she was young, and she doesn't want this person to be so impatient in broad daylight.
Jia Heng nodded and said, "Isn't it like this before?"
With that said, he hugged Miaoyu and walked towards the inner room.
At this moment, Miaoyu was lying on the bed surrounded by curtains, saying: "Be careful, don't hurt the child."
Jia Heng hugged the beauty's plump body and said, "Don't worry, a filial son will emerge from under the stick."
Miaoyu: "???"
What are these words? This man is really...
However, she has been eating sour food during this period, so it must be a boy.
At this moment, gently hug Miaoyu, feel the beauty's soft skin, smell the beauty's fragrant aroma, secretly recall the two key points of the previous life, and park the car sideways.
Happy reunion over a pot of wine.
Well, Miaoyu is still as delicious as ever.
I don’t know how long it took, but Jia Heng gently hugged Miao Yu’s plump and delicate body, came close to the beauty’s ear, and whispered: “How is it?”
At this moment, Miaoyu was also immersed in some kind of joy of reunion. Her face was as red as a blush, and it was bright and bright. She hummed softly and said, "You are not afraid of hurting the child."
Jia Heng said: "I'm careful."
Secretly, I didn't know who it was that kept shaking, making people's minds sway.
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In the evening, the sunset filled the sky, shining like brocade clouds, while a few swallows flew towards the sky.
After staying for a while in Guancui'an, Jia Heng didn't last long. Instead, he went to the study first. When he raised his eyes and saw the beauty, he couldn't help being stunned and asked in surprise: "Xiaoxiao, are you here?"
Under Chen Xiao's beautiful willow eyebrows, she stared at the young man and said, "I went to Jinyi Mansion today and asked about the situation in Beijing."
After taking a look at the young man who was obviously refreshed and with a face as rosy as the clouds, a ridiculous thought suddenly came to my mind for some unknown reason.
Is it true that the male lion is responsible for reproduction and the female lion goes out to hunt? Is she the female lion who is out hunting?
Jia Heng sat down, reached for a teapot on a small lacquered wood table, took the teacup and poured a cup, then asked softly: "Xiaoxiao, how is the training and personnel situation in the Beijing camp during the past six months?"
After he left Shenjing City, I wonder if Li Zan, the chief minister of the cabinet, took the opportunity to make major adjustments to the Beijing camp.
Chen Xiao put down the album in his hand, looked at the young man in the python suit, and said softly: "After you left, everything in the Beijing camp was as usual. The soldiers and horses were trained according to your previously established training outline. However, because Wei Wang Chen Ran was in charge of
The marching chief and many middle and low-ranking generals in the capital camp are all surrounding the King of Wei."
Jia Heng nodded and said, "Not surprising."
Chen Xiaomu sat down with a look of concern and asked, "How are you going to mobilize your troops this time?"
Jia Heng handed over the tea cup in his hand and said softly: "Mainly focus on the troops and horses from the Beijing camp of Guoyong camp, and some troops and horses from the other twelve regiments and camps, about 150,000 troops and horses."
Under Chen Xiao's beautiful eyebrows, her bright eyes flashed, and she said softly: "Deploy so many soldiers and horses at once?"
"This is a war to destroy the country. How can we take it easy? Not only the Beijing camp, but also several border towns of the border army will mobilize about 100,000 elites to carry out a plowing and clearing of holes in Liaodong." Under Jia Heng's sword-browed eyebrows, his clear eyes
Sharp as a sword.
"Once so many soldiers and horses are transferred, the defense in Beijing will suddenly be empty, and it will be easy to change." Chen Xiao said with worry in his tone.
Jia Heng nodded and said softly: "There are still 70,000 to 80,000 soldiers and horses in the Beijing camp. In addition, the soldiers and horses in Guanzhong Prefecture and Taiyuan, Shanxi Province are enough to protect the sacred city of Jing like a rock."
Jia Heng thought for a while, looked at Chen Xiao, and said thoughtfully: "What should I say? You are worried..."
Chen Xiao said: "You are fighting a national war this time, and there will definitely be undercurrents of conspiracy surging in Shenjing City."
Under Jia Heng's sharp eyebrows, a hint of amusement appeared in his bright eyes, and he said loudly: "But we can lure the snake out of the hole and fish out these bad guys."
Chen Xiao said softly: "That's a way."
Jia Heng nodded and said: "This deployment of troops must be foolproof. However, the Jurchens have probably contacted the Junggar and Heshuote people in the northwest. Before that, they need to go to Jin Xuan and Xie Jing who are in the northwest.
A letter to remind them of the turmoil in the northwest."
Chen Xiao asked: "That's fine, senior sister may help you find out the news about Chen Yuan."
As he spoke, the feeling of a lioness in his heart became stronger and stronger.
Jia Heng said coldly: "I can guess what Chen Yuan can do now without prying. Now he can only engage in conspiracy."
Chen Xiao paused slightly and asked, "What are your plans recently?"
Jia Heng came to the Xuan window and stood still. Under his sharp sword eyebrows, a hint of deep thought appeared in his cold eyes, and he said, "Let people stare at Chen Yuan first."
Chen Xiao's cold and gleaming jade face gradually showed a look of thought, and said: "The only way is that senior sister can keep an eye on him."
Jia Heng turned around, looked at Chen Xiao, and said: "When I am not at home, you should go to the palace to pay your respects to the Queen Mother and the Queen Mother."
Chen Xiao nodded.
Jia Heng flew sideways under the sword-shaped eyebrows on his temples, stared at Chen Xiao, and said, "Okay, let's not talk about this for now. I'm going to the Xiaoxiang Pavilion."
Chen Xiao glared at the boy in the python suit, raised his eyebrows, and said angrily: "Go quickly, don't forget to go to Daoxiang Village."
I almost have to walk through this backyard. No matter who I miss, no one is happy.
Jia Heng then left the study without saying much, walked quickly along a long and winding corridor, passed through the Yuelian Gate, and headed towards the Xiaoxiang Pavilion.
At this moment, dusk is approaching, the lanterns are starting to turn on, and the spring breeze is blowing the Xiangfei bamboos around the Xiaoxiang Pavilion, and the sound of rustling branches and leaves can be heard all the time.
In the Xiaoxiang Pavilion, bits and pieces of orange lights shine through in the cold night, bringing a bit of warmth to the warm spring breeze.
Jia Heng saw the lights and thought to himself, it seems that Daiyu is in the Xiaoxiang Pavilion at the moment, Baochai shouldn't be there?
It's really a bit of an inexplicable regret that I can't go to the Xiaoxiang Pavilion and call Baochai over again?
As he spoke, he walked quickly along the long and empty corridor eaves, and the spring breeze blew the hair hanging in his ears.
At this moment, Daiyu was sitting on a lacquered wood desk by the window. Her green cigarette skirt outlined the beauty's graceful curves on a mahogany bookcase behind her.
Daiyu held a piece of small regular script in her hand and was writing something. The girl looked attentive and her face was as red as a blush.
Suddenly, I heard an attacking voice from outside and said, "Uncle Heng, you are here."
When Daiyu heard this, she shook the brush in her hand. Under the light of the lamp, it was obvious that the paper was stained. She placed the brush gently on the pen holder.
Under the smoky brows of Daiyu, who were as curled as willow leaves, and still relaxed, those clear, watery star eyes were as bright as rainbows, looking at the boy in the python suit.
Brother Heng is indeed here, but he came to look for her first.
In fact, Daiyu just forgot that the last time Jia Heng came back from Japan, he went to Hengwu Garden first.
Jia Heng entered the Xiaoxiang Pavilion at this moment. Daiyu's residence was decorated with tables, chairs and furniture. Under the light of the lights, the windows were bright and clean, and there seemed to be borneol and incense burning in the animal head incense cage, and there were traces of
The wisps of fragrance curl up, giving people a calming and pleasant atmosphere.
"Brother Heng, why do you have time to come to my Xiaoxiang Pavilion?" Under Daiyu's smoky eyebrows, her pair of bright starry eyes contained longing.
At that time, before Jia Heng left, he had just married Baochai and Daiyu, and it was the time when newlyweds were getting married.
But Jia Heng led his troops to Liaodong and North Korea, and stayed away for more than half a year.
Jia Heng nodded and said softly: "Come and see Sister Lin. Besides, Sister Lin is my wife who is married to the media, so it is normal for me to come here."
Daiyu's face with eyebrows and starry eyes suddenly turned red with embarrassment, and she said: "Brother Heng also knows that I am the wife of a matchmaker."
Jia Heng: "..."
Even after Lin Tongtong married him, his mouth was still as sharp as a knife.
Jia Heng cast his funny eyes on the face of the beautiful Crimson Pearl Immortal Grass and asked: "Then shall I go to Hengwuyuan?"
As he spoke, he made a gesture to leave, as if he was about to leave.
Really, it’s like this every time, can’t you let her?
She has followed him since she was a child.
Jia Heng turned around, looked at the angry Crimson Pearl Immortal Grass with a warm smile, walked a few steps slowly, came closer, and said softly: "Sister Lin, are you going to stop being naughty?"
Daiyu snorted, turned her head aside and said, "Who is making fun of you? You are obviously teasing me."
Jia Heng nodded and suddenly ordered: "Xi Ren, go to Hengwu Garden and call Miss Xue over."
Daiyu: "???"
So, you still can’t live without Sister Bao, right?
No, she will make a fool of herself in front of Sister Bao again later.
Seeing a startled look on the girl's face, Jia Heng gently held Daiyu's smooth and tender chin, with a look of thoughtfulness in his eyes, and said: "You are so thin and weak, you may not be able to withstand it later."
When Daiyu heard this, she wanted to open her mouth to refute, but she remembered that this was indeed the case in the past, but the girl was still unforgiving of Jia Heng. She snorted softly and said, "I have sister Zijuan helping me in the house."
Zicuckoo was not far away, listening to the young couple bickering, and an aunt's smile appeared on her plump and jade-skinned face.
However, at this moment, the young man suddenly mentioned himself, and Zijuan's plump face, as red as the clouds, blushed with shame. She quickly lowered her head and looked shyly at her toes that were together.
How can she help the girl? How can she be bullied by the uncle?
Jia Heng glanced at Zicuckoo and didn't say much. Instead, he took Daiyu's white and soft hands, took a seat in the side room, and asked: "Sister Lin, have you missed me at home during this time?"
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Daiyu shook her head, with a look of shame on her face, and said angrily: "My sister and I had a great time, and I don't miss you."
Jia Heng said softly: What should I do if I miss Sister Lin?"
Daiyu was actually still in the state of a young girl in love, flirting and flirting with him, almost the same as when she was in the boudoir.
Xiren responded softly, and then hurried away, but his face was still a little hot and red.
The uncle is like this every time, bullying Miss Bao and their girls together.
At this moment, Jia Heng held Daiyu's slender catkin, moved closer to the two soft and slightly pink lips, and pursed her lips for a moment, feeling the soft and gentle breath coming from her.
Daiyu's face, which was as white as snow, turned red with shame. Her two slender hands gently touched Jia Heng's shoulders and responded quickly.
After all, the two have been together for a long time, and it's not like Daiyu didn't understand anything at the beginning.
After a while, Daiyu's shining starry eyes were like mist and rain in the south of the Yangtze River, like gauze and mist, and seemed to moisten the landscape with long-lasting love.
Jia Heng nodded and said warmly: "Sister Lin."
Daiyu snuggled her hair like a waterfall into the boy's arms. The Crimson Pearl Immortal Herb was obviously deeply moved at this moment, and murmured: "Missing you makes me sick, and there is no cure, hmm~"
Before he finished speaking, Jia Heng had already moved closer, and suddenly pursed his soft pink lips, grabbing the soft breath.
After a while, I heard the sound of Rhododendron outside, and with a little joy, she said, "Miss, Miss Bao is here."
Although they have passed the marriage, they are still the same names as when they were in the boudoir.
"Let go of me, someone is coming." Daiyu pushed Jia Heng's shoulder away, her cheeks were as red as apples, and there seemed to be a trace of panic in her misty starry eyes.
Jia Heng gently let go of Daiyu and looked away.
Daiyu whispered: "Sister Bao is here."
Jia Heng nodded and said softly: "It's not the first time I've seen him."
Both of them were honest with each other.
Daiyu's willow-browed starry eyes flashed brightly, she snorted softly and said, "I'm not as shameless as you."
And at this moment, a beauty as white as snow and with radiant skin could be seen walking towards her. Her face, which looked like a pear, gradually showed a bright smile. She called out and said:
"Brother Heng, Sister Lin."
Catching the rosy glow on Daiyu's bright face, at this moment, I also somewhat understood in my heart that the two of them were probably still making out just now.
Jia Heng said: "Sister Xue, here you go."
In fact, he asked Baochai to come over because he had the idea of completing the task in one battle. Otherwise, running here and there would obviously not be appropriate.
Baochai nodded towards Jia Heng, came quickly, looked at Daiyu with a smile, and said, "Sister Lin has just had dinner."
Under Daiyu's curly and relaxed eyebrows, her starry eyes shone like stars. She pursed her slightly moist lips and said softly: "I've eaten."
Jia Heng came forward, took Baochai's slender hand, stared at the plump girl, and said: "Sister Xue is hungry, let's eat something together?"
Baochai:"……"
Let her eat a little more, and then she will gain weight quickly. She will feel plump and comfortable to the touch, right?
But it would be better to let her have a child.
Because Jia Heng had said similar things in the past and couldn't let go of his plump body, Baochai could "deduce" some reasons.
Jia Heng said: "Sister Xue, come and sit here."
Baochai nodded, responded softly, and then sat down on a stool not far away.
