A month passed quickly, and Wen Mingyu saw that her two milk dumplings were almost the same every day.
Wen Mingyu lay in front of the crib and looked at them.
There were also cribs in ancient times. Because they were royalty, they were naturally made of good wood and carved with auspicious patterns. The quilt was also made of silk and satin, which was soft and comfortable.
Wen Mingyu also hung a wind chime on it, which acts as a rotating bed bell. The colors are bright, and it is easy to attract the attention of the small group. Wen Mingyu stretched out his hand, the silk pendant swayed, and the jade pieces collided, making a crisp sound of ding ding dong dong.
The two little dumplings in the crib were immediately attracted by the sound, and they were both very happy just looking at the swaying ringing jade wind chimes, and their mouths curved into a smile.
Wen Mingyu couldn't help but laugh when she saw it.
At the same time, I still feel a little reluctant, after all, I have to prepare to go back to work.
After Mu Zhan finished his political affairs, he also came over and sat beside the cot, whispering, "Would you like to delay going back? Would it be better for your body to recuperate for a while?"
Wen Mingyu shook his head and said with a smile: "The imperial doctor said that I can resume my daily life, and if I stay here, I will become a salted fish, and I will be paralyzed even more, and I will be too lazy to go out."
Mu Zhan felt that it didn't matter, even if Wen Mingyu didn't like to go out, he could do whatever he wanted here, and if he wanted a friend, let him come over.
However, when Wen Mingyu wants to become an official in the court, he will not stop him, and will provide help when he needs it. The two also discussed political affairs from time to time.
Although Mu Zhan's temper is not good, once he is identified as an individual, except for some bottom-line principles, he can almost be said to be infinitely pampering and conniving.
Wen Mingyu likes the two little dumplings very much, but it doesn't conflict with him going to work, and he will play with the little dumplings when he comes back.
After chatting for a while, we set a time to go back to work, two days later.
Therefore, in addition to preparing for going back, Wen Mingyu spent her free time with the little dumplings.
On the day of returning to work, I woke up early to wash up, put on my official uniform, walked to the crib, put my hand on the small fist held by Little Pepper and Little Sticky Cake, and touched it, they naturally opened their hands and held his fingers.
He smiled and said warmly, "Be good, Daddy will be back in the evening."
The two little dumplings didn't understand, but after a month, they felt a little familiar with Wen Mingyu, so they smiled milkily, their eyes curved into crescents, as if responding.
When Wen Mingyu stood up and turned around, she met Mu Zhan's face, her eyes were dark and deep, and she was looking at him faintly.
Wen Mingyu: "..."
Inexplicably, I saw the resentment in Mu Zhan's eyes, as if he was saying that everyone else has a share of being alone and forgets me, right
Wen Mingyu immediately stepped forward, hugged him, and kissed him on the chin, soothing the big dog hook who felt that he had fallen out of favor.
But how could Mu Zhan be satisfied with just a simple kiss? He pinched Wen Mingyu's chin, so that he had to look up at him, then leaned over, put his arms around his waist, facing the red and tender The lips kissed deeply, licking gently, plundering the breath, not letting go of any part of the mouth, and then sucking on the soft lips like a taste, and the two slowly fell together.
At the end of the kiss, Wen Mingyu's face was dyed red, and the color of her lips became darker, and her lips were also glowing with light water. She had a pink face and red lips, which was as beautiful as peach blossoms, which was eye-catching.
Mu Zhan was deeply attracted, and he was reluctant to look away, rubbing his fingertips on his warm and soft lips.
Wen Mingyu hugged him, leaned in his arms, and gasped for breath. It's been a long time since I kissed like this, but it felt a little intense. Because of the confinement period during pregnancy and postpartum, Mu Zhan was very careful in everything he did. Like a fragile porcelain doll, the kiss was just a gentle kiss, which made Wen Mingyu always feel not satisfied.
But now, just like back in the past, the imperial doctor said yesterday that Wen Mingyu's body has almost recovered, and everything can be done.
Mu Zhan lowered his head and rubbed his lips again, and said in a low voice, "Tonight..."
The following words were hidden between the lips and teeth, ambiguous and vague, and they were eaten together.
Wen Mingyu naturally thought about it, so he nodded, his eyes were bright, and he was ashamed to discuss this in the daytime, but at the same time he couldn't help but look forward to it.
In the end, Wen Mingyu walked out of the Taiji Hall with Mu Zhan with a blushing face. There is no need to worry about the two small dumplings, there are palace servants who are good at taking care of children, and there are a lot of them.
But after three months, when she returned to her post, Wen Mingyu felt a lot more unfamiliar. It was like going back to see her classmates during a summer vacation. .
Fortunately, as long as you do things as usual as before, you will soon regain the familiarity. When you talk, it's like breaking the ice, just chat a few more words.
Because he was on sick leave, his colleagues naturally cared about his health first. He just finished confinement, although his body has recovered a lot, but if he looks carefully, he can still see that his face is not as rosy as before, and he does feel a little weak after recovering from a serious illness.
Wen Mingyu said that he was fine, so they congratulated him on his recovery and gave him some small gifts. Wen Mingyu guessed that this would be the case, and brought some gifts in return when she came. It was not expensive, but it was just right. It made people feel comfortable without pressure. Knowing the world is one of the reasons for Wen Mingyu's popularity among colleagues.
After starting work, it was a bit jerky at first, but it didn't take long to get back to the state, and I still completed today's tasks ahead of schedule. When it was time to get off work, I could leave on time.
Of course Mu Zhan also got off work, and even wanted to leave early, but thinking that it was too high-profile, Wen Mingyu would definitely disagree. He had to wait until the time before he put down the wolf and decisively got up and left.
We didn't go together at first, but when we got back to the palace road, there was nothing to cover up, and they walked back to the Taiji Hall together.
The first time, of course, is to see how the little sticky cake and the little pepper are doing today when I am not here, and if anything happened. The palace servants all responded respectfully.
Wen Mingyu saw the two little dumplings sleeping soundly in the crib, so she naturally felt relieved. After dinner, she took the rattle to play with them.
Mu Zhan was also beside him, and he had more contact with the children. He was even asked by Wen Mingyu to hold a bird-shaped rattle in his hand, facing the two small dumplings, shaking his face blankly, then shaking it again, as if a person was being A social animal that is forced to operate.
Wen Mingyu turned around and saw it, helpless and funny, "Is it so reluctant?"
Mu Zhan pursed his lips, frowned slightly, and couldn't help but said with disgust, "A little naive."
Wen Mingyu twitched the corner of her mouth and retorted without hesitation: "You're childish enough if you don't play the rattle, don't worry."
Mu Zhan looked surprised, obviously in disbelief, "Why am I so naive?"
Wen Mingyu immediately said, "Do you remember when you deliberately threw the ball and asked Huo Hongyu to pick it up?"
Mu Zhan frowned and recalled, "That's what he said he wanted to be a dog if he lost, what's the problem with picking up the ball."
Wen Mingyu said without thinking: "How old is he, aren't you bullying the child? And it's me who bet with him, even if it's a dog, it's my dog, I let him do things."
As soon as he finished speaking, Wen Mingyu felt that what he said just now didn't seem right. What's going on in his head, this speech is a bit dangerous.
Mu Zhan's expression changed instantly, and he repeated in a deep voice, "Yours, dog?"
Wen Mingyu was annoyed, and just wanted to say that he was wrong, but Mu Zhan said the next sentence: "What about me?"
Wen Mingyu was stunned, his mind was a little bit hard to turn around, wait, what does this sentence mean, is he thinking crooked? How do you feel that Mu Zhan is going to steal the dog's identity from Huo Hongyu? It's not normal, isn't it
Wen Mingyu was stunned by Mu Zhan's amazing ability to focus on key points, and waved his hand, "No..."
It was his fault that this topic should not have been discussed.
However, Mu Zhan felt that he was denying it. He frowned and was a little displeased. The rattle in his hand made a crisp sound, and he asked persistently, "Why am I not?"
Wen Mingyu was dumbfounded, and he stuttered a little, "No, this... It's not suitable to say it in front of children, right?"
Mu Zhan grabbed his wrist and pulled him up, "Then go to a suitable place."
Before Wen Mingyu could react, he was taken out. Mu Zhan ordered the palace staff to take care of the prince and princess, walked out of the palace door, and returned to the main palace with Wen Mingyu.
Going around the screen, Wen Mingyu was pushed onto the dragon bed, and when he lay down, he realized the smile on the corner of Mu Zhan's mouth, and suddenly, he pointed at him and said, "You deliberately tricked me!"
Mu Zhan took his hand, brought it to his mouth and kissed the tip of his finger, and said with a smile, "It's not all fake. How about calling your master tonight?"
Wen Mingyu: "..."
Unable to control her face, she turned red.
Damn, this dog emperor is so good, so scary.
Wen Mingyu felt that she was being led on the crooked road and kept running wildly, which was not normal. Hearing this, he even felt a little hopeful.
Wen Mingyu moved her lips, and then whispered, "Is it just the master?"
Mu Zhan pondered for a while, and he didn't know what he was thinking, but he lowered his head to the side of Wen Mingyu's neck, opened his mouth and rubbed his ear with his teeth, and then he let out a low voice, vaguely vague, but really called.
Wen Mingyu couldn't help but slightly widened her eyes, thinking that either Mu Zhan was crazy or he had hallucinations.
The problem of writing the storybook came out. In an instant, he made up a lot of plots in his brain, as if he really raised a large dog that was clingy. The dog turned into a demon and turned into a human. very many.
When the curtain of the bed fell, Mu Zhan respectfully asked from time to time, is the master satisfied, the master wants me to be like this, or... ok, obey, I will do everything...
I don't know how long it took before Wen Mingyu was carried out by Mu Zhan, went to take a bath, then looked at the child again, and finally went to bed.
On a rest day, the weather is very good, and a bright winter sun hangs high in the sky, warm.
Wen Mingyu put bright yellow hats on Little Sticky Cake and Little Pepper, with small plush ears on both of them, like two fat bear cubs coming out to play.
One was held by Wen Mingyu, and the other was held by Mu Zhan, because the two milk dumplings were still small, only more than forty days old, they couldn't be in the sun for too long, and it was time for a cup of tea. Just walk around the courtyard of Taiji Temple.
Wen Mingyu covered her head and face as the imperial doctor said, and let the little dumpling's hands and fat jiojio bask in the sun. Little Pepper is more lively than Little Sticky Cake. He likes to play with his hands and feet in the crib. Now that he is outdoors, he is even more excited. He can't control his short legs and shows a happy smile.
The little sticky cake is more restrained, lying in his father's arms, squinting, holding two small fists, happily enjoying the warm sun.
The two little dumplings are too cute, especially likable.
When I got to the yard, I naturally saw the snowmen that Mu Zhan had built before. There were two large snowmen surrounded by many small ones, and the tops of their heads were decorated with branches or leaves.
Wen Mingyu of course still remembered what happened to these snowmen, and couldn't help laughing when he saw it. One of the purposes of coming out today is to take a look. After all, when the weather gets warmer, these little snowmen will melt.
At this moment, Wen Mingyu pointed at the little snowman and said to the two little dumplings, "That's your younger brother and sister."
Mu Zhan: "..."
Wen Mingyu couldn't help laughing when she saw his delicate expression. It was very rude. Although the two little dumplings couldn't laugh yet, they seemed to be able to vaguely feel the happy emotions on Daddy's body, and they also bent over. He opened his mouth and smiled, and he waved his small fist in great spirit, as if responding to Wen Mingyu.
Wen Mingyu squeezed their little hands, nodded and said with a smile, "Yes, that's right."
Mu Zhan: "..." I'm going to shovel those snowmen now.
Wen Mingyu seemed to be able to read minds, and then said with a smile: "This is the snowman made by His Majesty himself. It is of great significance. Wouldn't it be a pity to melt after the weather is hot."
Mu Zhan: "...not a pity."
Wen Mingyu didn't seem to hear it, and continued: "Why don't you move it to the ice cellar and store it up, wait for the little sticky cake and the little pepper to grow up, and go to play with your younger brother and sister in summer."
Mu Zhan couldn't listen any more, he held Xiao Chili in one hand and stretched out the other hand, pinching Wen Mingyu's face in a somewhat rude way, resting his palm under his chin, his thumb on one side, his index finger and The middle finger pinched the other side of the face, as if to force feed something.
The strength was not great, but Wen Mingyu's mouth was forced to pout, like a little love, as if someone would come and kiss her.
Mu Zhan lowered his head and kissed him, then leaned very close to him, squinting slightly, and said a little dangerously: "Do you want to continue talking? I would mistakenly think that you want to give them brothers and sisters too much."
They were very close, and the two little dumplings in their arms were almost close to each other, looking at them with dark eyes, as if curious about what the father and father were doing.
Wen Mingyu resolutely shut up and shook his head, but his eyes were obviously eager to try, and he wanted to make fun of Mu Zhan.
Mu Zhan rubbed his face with his fingertips for a while, then slowly retracted his hand.
Wen Mingyu glanced around, hoping that no one saw the scene just now. She was a little embarrassed to kiss outdoors in broad daylight. Fortunately, the palace staff stood a little far away and didn't look here.
At the same time, he couldn't help but cover the eyes of the two little dumplings with his hands, feeling a little inappropriate, would he teach bad children. However, Mu Zhan disagreed, feeling that it was natural for the two to be intimate, and a kiss was nothing, it would be better to say that they had a good relationship, and the emotional infection to the children was even better.
It was time for a cup of tea. Wen Mingyu carried the small dumplings back to the hall, covered their eyes with her hands, and then took them away, but they found something interesting. Her round eyes were bright and she waved excitedly. fist.
Wen Mingyu played with them for a while, smiled silly, and later brought Mu Zhan over to play together.
After a rest day, I went to work as usual. After a busy day, I saw two fluffy milk dumplings in the crib, and I felt instantly healed.
Wen Mingyu picked up the little sticky cake and couldn't help but poked his soft face, it was like jelly, and a small pit was dented, making people unable to help but spit at the little face.
The little sticky cake was kissed by his father, and he seemed to be very happy, his eyes crooked with a smile. Wen Mingyu wanted to let go of him and hug Xiao Chili again, but he was still a little reluctant. The little hand grabbed his dangling hair and refused to let go.
Wen Mingyu smiled and coaxed before putting him down and picking up Little Pepper again.
When Little Pepper is awake, he is always so energetic, waving a small fist into the air. Wen Mingyu squeezed gently, and she opened her little finger and held Wen Mingyu's finger. Wen Mingyu looked down and thought it was so cute that she even wanted to kiss her little hands, and even had the urge to put them in her mouth.
Well, isn't he a bit perverted like this
Wen Mingyu reflected on herself, and then kissed, but after the kiss, she wiped them clean with a clean pompom and destroyed the corpses.
Afterwards, Wen Mingyu told Mu Zhan that the little dumplings were very healing, and Mu Zhan also nodded, indeed seeing them feel better unconsciously.
But this idea did not last long.
Because they cried so much at night when they were two months old.
Wen Mingyu was worried before that compared to the little chili, the little sticky cake seemed to be less energetic, and whether the body would not be so good. After hearing from the imperial doctor, the little prince and the little princess were very healthy, so he was relieved. , I think it may be a different temperament.
But when he heard the cry of Xiao Nian Cake at night, Wen Mingyu didn't feel that way at all.
The cry was like thunder, and the magic sound penetrated the brain.
At night, there are naturally palace people to take care of the two little masters, but Wen Mingyu and Mu Zhan are worried that the children are too far away from themselves, and they are arranged in the side hall. It's quiet at night, and it's just separated by a wall. If the sound is loud, you can still pass through.
One troupe may be better, but they are twins, one crying will naturally wake up the other, and then the two troupes will perform a duet together, which is earth-shattering.
The two fathers didn't feel cured now, and Mu Zhan even felt that if it wasn't his own child, he would want to put a sack and throw it away.
In the end, I still feel distressed that the two little dumplings may cry so much that their throats hurt. Sometimes, the palace maids can't stop coaxing them, so Wen Mingyu and Mu Zhan get up and go over to coax them in person.
Shake it gently, or put it in the cradle, and play games with them for a while.
About as time passed, the two little dumplings could vaguely recognize familiar people, and had a natural love for the two fathers. If they came to coax, they would soon close their eyes and fall asleep.
However, sometimes, it is not so smooth.
Wen Mingyu couldn't help it, she put her hand over Little Chili's eyes and said, "You're asleep."
But after a while, he took his hand away, and Xiao Chili opened his eyes again with a snap, and looked at him with bright eyes. She thought her father was playing with her. The little sticky cake next to him was also unwilling to be lonely. He turned his head and looked over, wanting to play together.
Wen Mingyu: "..."
Daddy knelt down and begged you to go to sleep soon, okay
Wen Mingyu was so sleepy that she wanted to cry.
Seeing Wen Mingyu lying on the side of the crib, looking a little broken and mad, Mu Zhan couldn't help laughing.
Wen Mingyu raised his head and saw the smile on his face. He was immediately dissatisfied, and reached out his hand to make a gesture of "you do what you want", "Are you still in the mood to laugh at me? Come on."
Mu Zhan couldn't refuse, so he had to take over the task, walked over, put the two small dumplings into the cradle, and shook them gently, trying to make them fall asleep in the sway. But unfortunately, it didn't work.
Wen Mingyu laughed at him impolitely.
In the end, they found that it was unexpectedly useful to stuff a puppet for each of the little dumplings and keep it handy.
Finally got a good night's sleep.
The two young fathers returned lazily to the dormitory, and almost hit a pillar on the way because they were too sleepy.
During the day at work, there is also some impact.
When Wen Mingyu was doing things, she could not help closing her eyes and fishing bit by bit. After a while, she woke up immediately and returned to work.
When Mu Zhan was discussing with the minister, he was also a little drowsy. He couldn't hold back for a while, he put his hand on his chin, closed his eyes, and yawned lazily.
The faces of the courtiers below suddenly changed, thinking that the sage was impatient, especially the minister who was talking, his body was tense, and he felt that the sage must have an opinion on him and was very dissatisfied, maybe he would immediately get angry and convict him. .
But after waiting in trembling for a while, the sage didn't say anything, and let them retire after talking about state affairs.
When they walked out of the council hall, the courtiers were still a little dazed, and didn't understand why nothing happened, but there was no danger, and it was of course the best to be able to get through it safely.
They never thought that the dignified tyrant was tormented by his own little dumplings crying at night and couldn't sleep well. After all, the general princes and nobles would leave their children to the care of the nanny and the nanny, and they hardly bothered much. , especially fathers, they will only pay more attention to their sons when they are of school age, and arrange for well-known gentlemen to check the academic situation from time to time.
After the two little dumplings had tiger puppets, they could entertain themselves and have fun while holding them. Although they still cried at night, when they woke up and saw the puppets, they turned their heads and grabbed them. just reduced.
After more than half a month of pain, Wen Mingyu and Mu Zhan also improved a little, so they didn't have to hit the wall.
One day, Wen Mingyu and Mu Zhan, who were teasing the small group, discussed a very important matter.
It is another form of milk dumplings. According to Wen Mingyu's previous understanding, characteristics usually appear at the age of two or three, but some are earlier. It is said that the stronger the mental power, the earlier. They can't be sure when it will be revealed. If it suddenly appears, and the two of them are not there, what if the palace servant sees it first, will it cause panic, thinking it is a monster or something.
In this regard, Mu Zhan's attitude was unusually calm and calm, "They are the only two princes and princesses, they are much loved, and no one dares to say that they are not. If there are people who want to take advantage of the topic and do something, I can also make those people. Without the slightest bit of wind and waves, Gu can even transform into a dragon and fly around the capital, establishing their identity as dragon sons.”
After Wen Mingyu heard it, she really relaxed. With the status of Little Pepper and Little Sticky Cake, you really don't need to worry too much.
He held Xiao Chili's fleshy arm, shook it, and said with a smile, "What a reliable father."
Chili pepper responded by punching his father.
The author has something to say: Yuzai: Go to sleep.
Little Chili & Little Sticky Cake: Don't Sleep! get high! Whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa!
Jade Cub: Come and shark me.