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Lin Lang lived in the Duke's Mansion for two days, and was very leisurely.
On the contrary, that high-ranking Shizi, every time he looked at her, he looked like he could eat people.
As a male protagonist who has not yet grown up and has a mountain of Lao Tzu on his head, Yan Zhaolie is undoubtedly trapped by her very badly.
When the sky was still gray and bright, Lin Lang was embraced by the broad-shouldered and long-legged Duke and fell asleep soundly in his arms. The eldest son did not get such good treatment. When the servants waiting outside heard the crowing of the rooster, they rushed into the inner room without saying a word, and carried the eldest son who was only wearing underwear and looked loveless to Wenyuan Pavilion. .
The gentleman that Yan Guogong mentioned casually is a well-known contemporary Confucian. He was an official in the imperial court before.
Yan Zhaolie thought to himself, I really want to play him to death.
That line, it depends on who can consume who.
The son of the world looked at Mr. Daru with a gloomy face, with a murderous look in his eyes.
Seeing the disheveled appearance of the son, who looked like a ferocious beast, the Daru stroked his gray beard, and he was very polite. He only said that the son had just started class and was not used to it. The old man understood, so it is better for the son to go back and rest. Learn another day
Yan Zhaolie's terrible mood finally eased a little.
Fortunately, this old man is sensible!
He went back satisfied.
Unexpectedly, the great Confucian who said he was old and understanding, turned his head and sold Shi Ziye without hesitation, and sold him for nothing, demoting him to the mud. An old grandfather wiped his tears and told Yan Guogong that the son of the world not only did not dress properly, but also did not respect his teacher. When he glared at him, he was always scary. As a mentor, he was really chilled. .
Yan Guogong comforted Daru with kind words, and when they left, he called Steward Shen and arranged a martial artist for Yan Zhaolie. This martial artist has a strong background, he is a hero who has really drunk blood on the battlefield, and the soldiers he trains are known for being brave and good at fighting. More importantly, the martial artist likes to challenge the limit and never releases water.
In the afternoon, Lin Lang could always hear the screams coming from the training ground.
The hero's happy life began like this.
Lin Lang lay on the man's chest, drawing circles with her fingers, and said casually, "My lord is actually smart and clever, but he just doesn't like me a little bit, that's why he acted too aggressively. Why are you competing with a child?"
Duke Yan squeezed her hand that was acting out of control, thinking for a while.
From the perspective of the heir, he does not deny that his son is outstanding among his peers. His talent lies in his ability to comprehend and adapt. He is quick-witted and intelligent. It made the masters very angry, but the reputation of being sensitive and studious is still spread.
Under Yan Guogong's repression and advice, Yan Zhaolie was much more restrained in his actions outside. Behind him was the prestigious Duke's Mansion, and he was wearing the skin of a handsome son of Zhilan Yushu. The young man regarded him as the leader Yang respected him, and the old man in the officialdom looked at Yan Guogong's face, and he also praised him throughout the article.
What's more, Yan Zhaolie did have real materials, but they just exaggerated his kindness a little bit.
Duke Yan was busy with political affairs, he heard too many compliments from the tiger father, and saw that his son had grown up and had his own ideas, so he planned to let him go to fame.
After all, at the age of eighteen, he could already be the head of the family.
When Yan Guogong was sixteen years old, the Xiao family declined, and the dynasty that was about to collapse fell into hysterical struggle. He ordered the princes to send their sons to Beijing, so as to use their blood to stabilize the imperial power. He declined the plan of Li Daitao's rigidity set by his father for him, and went alone bravely.
In just two years, Duke Yan, as a proton, endured humiliation, kept a low profile, instigated rebellion against important ministers, and conspired to seize the country. By the age of eighteen, the power of the Xiao Dynasty was finally cut off in his hands.
Yan Guogong always believed that a man should experience in the sea of blood blades, otherwise how can he grow up
But Yan Guogong didn't expect that he was relieved too early.
From his son not informing him, he forcibly went to the Li family to withdraw the engagement, to now Lin Lang came in and disrespected his stepmother. His various behaviors were not up to the standard of the prince's son, which made Yan Guo very dissatisfied.
He has the energy to be smart, but he is arrogant, irritable and irritable, and he has the faults of a son-in-law, and if he teases him, he will easily be taken as a fool.
In the past, Duke Yan thought it was a young man's heart, maybe after a few years of marriage, he would grow up.
But now, Yan Guogong, who was not ready to get married, married a wife, and he had a Qingqing Xiaojiao in his arms. His wife was young and he was old, so he had to plan for the future.
So his requirements for his eldest son Yan Zhaolie became stricter.
"Give birth to a boy." Yan Guogong said to his wife.
"You don't like girls anymore?" Linlang squinted, pretending to cry, "I knew it, you are partial."
Duke Yan nodded his wife's eyebrows, "Of course a girl is my favorite, but there must always be a brother to help her, so as to teach her not to be bullied."
The character of the eldest son is not suitable to be a leading elder brother. When half of his body is buried in the ground, at that time, if the relationship between his wife and the eldest son still cannot be eased, and there are no heirs worth relying on under his knees, Duke Yan can understand her situation after thinking about it.
It's just that these troublesome things can't be told to her, lest it scare people into illness.
It would be incompetent for a husband to keep his wife in constant anxiety.
Duke Yan changed the subject, "I'm going back tomorrow, Madam, is there anything I need to prepare for my husband?"
Without his order, Steward Shen had already prepared gifts for returning home for three dynasties, but he asked this to show his respect for his wife's natal family.
Although he and Li's father are colleagues, they are superior and inferior. If Weng and son-in-law get along poorly, the first person to suffer is the wife. Duke Yan tried his best not to worry about these things.
"Yes, there are many." Lin Lang counted with her fingers, and Yan Guogong lifted the quilt to her slender waist, "First of all, there must be a fat and big golden pig, enough for forty or fifty people to share and eat. Also, my father likes to drink tea, what Longjing Maojian Biluochun Junshan Silver Needle, put a few cans in the past. My mother, she believes in Buddhism, so I can get her a few Sandalwood Buddha and Jade Buddha. As for the others, husband, you can figure it out Bar."
The broad chest she was leaning on rose and fell slightly, and a muffled laugh sounded inside, Yan Guogong said, "It's still up to you? Are you going to evacuate the entire Duke's mansion?"
The little lady became sad in an instant, her eyes were hazy like fog, as if she was about to cry, "Husband, do you despise Qingqing? I knew that you men just like to like the new and dislike the old. Once you coax someone into your hands, you throw them away after you use them up. "
Duke Yan hissed, "Ma'am, if you have something to say, don't do anything. I don't dare to throw myself away for my husband's little Qingqing."
Only then was Lin Lang satisfied, and moved her sinful little hand away from the man's dogwood, continued to lie on her stomach obediently, and asked again, "My husband, am I heavy? Did it hurt you?"
This is obviously a dug trap, waiting for fools to jump into it.
"Madam asked knowingly, but my husband's chest will be pressed into a deep hole by Madam." Yan Guogong pretended to be in pain.
Lin Lang glared at him, "What pit? Talk to me, don't you want to live?"
Yan Guogong smiled lowly, and patted her fidgeting little buttocks with his big palm.
"I saved up half of the country for my husband in exchange for you. How much do you think you weigh?"
So Lin Lang laughed again, and with a bang, she kissed the man contentedly.
While talking in a low voice, the couple slowly fell asleep in the warm afternoon.
Early the next morning, Lin Lang fell into a drowsy sleep, and was dug out of the bed by a man again. No matter how much she begged for more sleep, it was useless. The Duke's husband put on clothes, shoes and socks for her, and helped her into the carriage.
"Is it that sleepy?" Duke Yan put his arms around him helplessly.
"Last night, I dreamed that my husband was much younger, and he urged my concubine to do his homework, saying that if he didn't do well, he would hit his palms with a board." Linlang complained aggrievedly, "I didn't mess with you, why are you so aggressive?"
It may be that Yan Guogong was too cruel to his son, which caused Lin Lang to think about it every day and dream at night.
The maids serving beside her hurriedly lowered their shoulders, looking at their noses and noses and their hearts.
There is no reason for this lady to be headstrong.
Even in a dream, he can vent his anger on the Duke, and he is convinced.
Duke Yan replied in surprise, "Is this really the case?"
"Really, you're still pissing me off."
Lin Lang went to complain about his long black eyebrows, "These two eyebrows are all tangled together and knotted, it's scary."
He comforted him with a smile, "Maybe it's a young man, these eyebrows always hide too many trivial things, so they are naturally knotted. Now, with the company of my wife's laughter, my husband's frightening eyebrows can finally be loosened." I've met someone. Ma'am, don't worry, I'll meet that young man tonight as a husband, so as to teach him that this lady is a heart-to-heart offering, how can I beat the palm of my hand? Teach him a lesson for my husband. "
"That's what you said, don't allow him to bully me again."
"I never break my promise as a husband."
He hooked the other party's little finger and pampered him all the way to Li's mansion.
Knowing that the Duke accompanied his new wife Guining, the whole family was already dressed and waiting outside.
The emperor is the emperor, and the minister is the minister. There are some etiquettes that even the closest son-in-law dare not break casually, at least on the outside.
Yan Guogong carried out the creed of loving his wife too much, got out of the carriage by himself, and carried Lin Lang down again. In the middle of the journey, Lin Lang slanted her body and stomped on him, making Li's face twitch, wishing she could twist her daughter's ears to teach her a lesson.
Duke Yan didn't care much, he flicked his robe and talked with Father Li.
His status is too high, except for Li's father, the rest are not qualified to get too close.
Most of the people present were female relatives, so Yan Guogong showed his face, nodded at Linlang, and went to the study with Father Li to discuss.
Before leaving, Lin Lang blinked at him.
Yan Guogong restrained his smile a little, and blinked at her, which shocked Li's father, and almost thought that the man next to him had been dropped by a ghost.
Then Lin Lang, who was not worried, was carried away by her mother.
Mrs. Li thought in her heart, she has become the wife of the family, why is she still as innocent and mischievous as a boudoir girl? It's true, my lord, how can I let Zhenniang's petty temper mess around
As the Duke's wife, husband and wife, Lin Lang's status has been reversed, and the female relatives are all careful to apologize. Even Li Chaoyun had to bend down and salute her, even though she didn't unwilling.
Lin Lang didn't care much about her, so she waved her hand to let her go. She happily walked into the boudoir with her skirt in her hands, and asked her mother, "Mom, how is my little girl doing recently? Eat well, sleep well, drink well Do you miss me? To be honest, mother, you have been displeased with my little liver for a long time, and you didn't abuse it while I was away, did you?"
Mrs. Li felt a little pain in her chest.
What a petty brat, he's just a flat-haired beast who doesn't know what to do!
Ever since Lin Lang got married, it has been yelling all day long: "A thousand swords will kill a heartless man!"
One sound is more mournful than the other, and it makes those who see it cry and those who hear it feel sad.
"Do you think mother is you? Mother is not so stingy, she is angry with a flat-haired beast!" Li Shi was angry.
"I know you are generous, virtuous, gentle and considerate..."
"Go, go, how can I be as virtuous as your father! You can only talk nice things to coax people." Li Shi poked Lin Lang on the head.
Lin Lang was surprised, "Dad would say such a thing?" She didn't look like it.
Li squinted, "Don't underestimate your father, he was also a handsome young man back then, and he was good at poetry. Otherwise, with your mother's looks, your father's wooden lump, your mother would have liked it?"
Lin Lang hurriedly said that it was my mother who was so glamorous and popular among thousands of boys, she coaxed Mrs. Li into comfort.
When Mrs. Li recovered from her daughter's compliments, it was already evening when the sun was setting. With the support of her husband, Lin Lang got into the carriage and returned home with the golden cage.
Mrs. Li let out a cry.
Father Li hurriedly asked her what was wrong.
The woman said bitterly, "No wonder Zhenniang coaxed me so much today, so it was because of that little beast!" Mrs. Li felt that this flat-haired beast was too wicked, so she fascinated her daughter so much that she didn't think about eating and drinking, and spent all day with a dog. The bird muttered and muttered, Lin Lang finally got married, and Li didn't want the bird to harm the Duke and Duchess in the past, so she detained it at the mansion, but the day she returned to Ning, the daughter took it away again.
Father Li couldn't laugh or cry after hearing this.
"Okay, everyone is gone, let's go back too."
Li Chaoyun followed the crowd, looked up again, and quickly glanced at the leaving carriage.
Sooner or later, she will be more beautiful than Lin Lang!
Li Chaoyun was pissed off by Lin Lang's show of love with the Duke when she returned home this time, and in a hurry, she began to secretly plan for herself. Of course, what she was planning was a big event, which was different from Lin Lang's petty attitude that only showed off men.
Li Chaoyun always felt that she was not at the same level as those ancient aboriginal women who could only compete for favor.
They want to win over men with rouge and gouache, but she thinks about skyrocketing!
Although Li Chaoyun regards Lin Lang as an opponent, Lin Lang doesn't care what the heroine is thinking. All her thoughts are now on her little baby.
"Wangcai, have you lost weight? The master looks so distressed."
Lin Lang touched the parrot's head with her fingers.
The parrot turned its head and Jiujiu pecked at her palm, obviously full of tears.
"Wangcai, master heard that you call yourself a heartless person all day long, and who are you talking about?"
The little guy immediately appeared fainted, as if he had been killed in Lin Lang's palm.
Lin Lang laughed and forgave it.
The wife grabbed a handful of fragrant sunflower seeds, put them in the palm of the Duke, and said coquettishly, "Husband, can you peel them for me, okay, my nails are brittle, so I can't peel them well."
There was no one else in the carriage except the couple, mainly because Yan Guogong felt that his wife was very cute and cute when no one was around, and would dare to rely on him for anything.
Well, let’s just say it’s a little fun.
So Yan Guogong peeled the melon seeds for her as kindly as possible.
He originally thought that he could get encouragement from his wife, but the little girl turned around and fed it to the little parrot, and said pitifully while feeding, "Wangcai, eat quickly, don't be afraid, there will be more after eating, don't worry." enough."
Yan Guogong smiled half-smile, "Is Madam too partial?"
Lin Lang thinks that there are many men who can talk, but there are not many parrots who can talk and please her, so she said confidently, "That's right, my concubine's heart is biased, and my husband can't be pulled back."
Yan Guogong's dark eyes flickered slightly, "You don't need nine cows, I can bring you back as my husband alone."
The tall man was like a jade mountain toppled over, pressing her under him with nowhere to escape. The two thin lips gently caressed the corners of the mouth, the back of the ears and the collarbone, and finally landed on her chest.
Lingering and meandering.
Linlang blinked her eyes, "Husband, what are you going to do? Don't you want a car in broad daylight..." She quickly changed her words, "Cough, car show."
"What is a car show?" Duke Yan asked with great interest.
Lin Lang glanced at the beauty on the collar of the man's clothes, "Have you never seen a car show, sir? It's the kind where you perform acrobatics in a car."
"Has Madam seen it?"
Lin Lang nodded, with a serious expression, "My husband, please speak well, what are you doing undressing?"
Duke Yan chuckled, stretched out his long fingers, and gracefully untied his cloud-patterned belt, and the jade pendant fell onto the brocade mattress with a soft sound. With his long legs separated, he skillfully knelt on both sides of Lin Lang's slender waist, bent down, and let out a very low, slightly hoarse laugh in her ear, which seemed to be some kind of panting restrained by the male master, so sexy and seductive. .
He threw away the clothes casually, and even covered the golden cage that held the little parrot with great precision. The little guy was so angry that he yelled that he would be cut to pieces for a heartless man—whose master only taught him this swear word.
Duke Yan bit her collarbone carefully, and Lin Lang felt that the man's collarbone was in his mouth and he was swallowing his saliva when he spoke, and he was very lustful. He must have been spoiled by that shameless little parrot of hers.
"Then, for my husband, I will perform a different show for my wife today, um, a car show, the kind that can't close your legs, okay?"