Chapter 223 Co-owner of China It’s still this mansion.

It’s still this tree full of flowers.

The pear blossoms are in clusters. Although they are light white, they bloom 's like a cloud of Milky Way covering the tree, and like a butterfly making a nest.

Wei Zipei stood under the pear tree with her child in her arms, watching the breeze fly by and the petals dancing in the wind.

Jiang Ben was also holding the child. He suddenly remembered something and approached Wei Zipei and said, "The first time we met was in this courtyard."

Because they were both holding children, their arms touched each other lightly, and the sound of their clothes rubbing together was a little tender.

"Really?" Wei Zipei glared at him and said, "You smashed all my pears, and you still have the nerve to say that?"

Jiang Ben smiled sarcastically.

At that time, Jiang He forced the King of Wei to abdicate in Wei State. Wei Zipei found out about this and ran to this small house to cause trouble.

As a result, he didn't see Jiang He, but was beaten by Jiang Ben.

He later threatened Wei Zipei, saying that if she still dared to come, he would marry her home and beat her.

I didn't expect that I would actually marry him later.

But to be beaten... This woman is very unruly, so it would be better if she doesn't do it to herself.

"It was really lively at that time." Jiang Ben said softly, with some nostalgia in his voice.

At that time, Wei Yu was in power, Lord Long Yang was graceful, Wei Ji was invincible, and Jiang He's father Jiang Anqing was also alive.

Jiang Ben had just gained his freedom at that time. He respected and loved Jiang He, and he also thought that to please his sister was to please Yong Guo.

At that time, the Yong Kingdom had not yet destroyed any country, and the capitals of various countries were filled with visiting missions, which was more than lively.

"Yes," Wei Zipei said, "But I was still on tenterhooks at that time."

We are on tenterhooks because it is impossible for all countries to balance their power.

No matter which country is stronger, they all want to fight a war quickly to plunder the people and land.

Therefore, it is inevitable to send soldiers off to war again and again, see the separation of flesh and blood again and again, and attend funerals again and again.

Now everything is lost.

No more bumps and turbulence.

They didn't know whether to be happy or sad.

"I'm sorry." Jiang Ben handed the baby to the nanny, and he put his arm around Wei Zipei's shoulders and said, "From now on, I will no longer be a nobleman of the royal family in bright clothes and angry horses. If I marry you, you will have to suffer. "

"Is this considered a hardship?" Wei Zipei put another child into Jiang Ben's arms, "I have gone to disaster relief and have seen the suffering of the people."

That was the first time she really grew up.

He knows the cruelty of the world, knows that not everyone should revolve around him, and also realizes that as a royal family, in addition to the inherent power, he also has to bear responsibilities.

Jiang Ben smiled and nodded: "Then I ask you, a woman who has suffered a lot, to wash my hands and make soup for my husband."

As he spoke, he turned around, but his expression suddenly froze, and he exclaimed: "Ouch!"

There is a narrow door opening from the backyard where the pear trees are planted to the side yard where the kitchenette is located.

Because sitting under the pear tree and eating is considered an elegant thing.

For this reason, a wall was specially opened and a small arch was made to facilitate the delivery of meals.

The reason why Jiang Ben screamed was because there was a person standing at the narrow gate.

Seeing his panic, the man said with a smile: "This slave is so ugly that I scare my uncle."

Now that Qi has surrendered, Jiang Ben's greatest identity is that of Yong's uncle.

"You, you, you..." Jiang Ben looked at him and said in surprise, "You are indeed not handsome enough, but what scares me is something else. You are here, where is my sister?"

No wonder when I entered the house, I felt that the servants here were more disciplined and solemn than before.

It turned out to be someone from Kyoto.

"It's the Zong manager." Wei Zipei also recognized Zong Jun and smiled kindly for a moment, "Are you bringing us food?"

"Yes," Zongjun nodded, "Her Royal Highness the Queen personally cooks."

Jiang Ben gave the child to Wei Zipei and went through the narrow door.

Since he ascended the throne as king, he has become much more serious than before.

But it seems that whenever he is around his sister, he can't help but lower his figure and become like the one he was when they first met.

At that time, he was a young man held hostage in an enemy country, and Jiang He was his only way to freedom.

But what surprised Jiang Ben was that instead of seeing the queen, he saw a man standing outside the kitchen.

The man was tall and handsome in appearance. He was wearing homely black and dark clothes, and his frown was a little impatient, but also a little interested.

Jiang Ben's forward steps suddenly stopped. He stood firm. After thinking about it, he took a step back and saluted: "I have met Your Majesty."

The King of Yong State glanced sideways at Jiang Ben and said coldly: "Are you back?"

After Zhao Zheng finished speaking, he looked at the water ladle in his hand and stiffly threw it into the water.

He looked a little uncomfortable.

"Ahem...your sister is cooking. Take a look around." What's so good about the water scoop?He must have been sent to scoop out water.

So does my ’t the dignified monarch not want face?How can I follow her to light the fire and cook?

Sure enough, Jiang He's clear voice came from the small kitchen: "Where's the water? It's all dried up!"

Jiang Ben immediately stepped forward and shouted: "The water is coming, the water is coming!"

He went in holding the water ladle, and sure enough he saw Cai Ling lighting a fire and Jiang He cooking rice with his own hands.

When she saw Jiang Ben, her eyes curled up and she said with a smile, "Are you tired from the journey?"

"I'm not tired." Jiang Ben shook his head, choking on the smoke and making his eyes wet.

"What about the child?"

"Zipei hugs me."

"Okay," Jiang He said, "call your brother-in-law to help with the cooking. You go and have a rest."

How could Jiang Ben dare to go out and shout? He shook his head and whispered: "Do you want him to kill me?"

No matter how easy Zhao Zheng is in Jiang He's heart, to Jiang Ben, he is always a king with the highest 's more, this king has just conquered the world, swept across the world, and become the co-lord of China.

Jiang He glanced out the window and saw Zhao Zheng and Wei Zipei standing together, wondering what they were talking about.

"If he dares to touch you, I will risk my life with him."

"My sister is just trying to coax people, but my brother is not a three-year-old child. Where is the young master?"

"I was tired from the journey and fell asleep."

Jiang He handed Jiang Ben a handful of green onions, and Jiang Ben peeled them off naturally.

In fact, Zhao Zheng didn't say anything to Wei Zipei.

Different from the intimate play between Jiang He and Jiang Ben, when he saw Wei Zipei approaching, saluting him, and standing with the child in his arms, he just nodded and stood there with an indifferent expression.

Wei Zipei didn't speak either.

She remembered that she had always hated Zhao Zheng.

This man first stole his brother's woman, then killed the king of Wei, destroyed his own mother country, and finally even took over his husband's country.

Most of the turmoil in her life came from this person.

Even if she knew that this world was dominated by the jungle and she could not change it, it was absolutely impossible for her to have any affection for Zhao Zheng.

So she just stood slightly behind Zhao Zheng without saying a word, and followed the etiquette and did not leave.

Suddenly, the child in her arms hiccupped.

Wei Zipei was immediately at a loss.

The child has just turned [-] days old.

They have a shallow appetite, burp when they are full, and vomit milk when they burp. If not treated in time, they will cry loudly.

Normally, the nanny was there, and Wei Zipei had someone to take care of her. She just had to watch.

But now that the wet nurse has not come into the yard, she can only try to solve it herself.

Somewhat awkwardly, Wei Zipei patted the child's back like a wet nurse.

It didn't work, the child's hiccups got worse.

"Stand it up to shoot."

Suddenly, a voice beside me said.

Wei Zipei looked up in confusion and saw Zhao Zheng solemnly repeating: "Stick it up and shoot slowly."

Being taught how to coax a child by a man, and a man who was a king, Wei Zipei's face immediately turned child also whined in discomfort because he had vomited milk.

Wei Zipei knew that humming was very close to crying.

She wanted to run away, but her feet felt like they were nailed to the spot.

It seemed like I was facing an impossible test, feeling anxious and ashamed.

Zhao Zheng's expression in front of him was even more impatient. He seemed to have run out of patience, so he simply stretched out his hand and took the child from Wei Zipei's arms.

Holding the child upright with his chin on his shoulder, the King of Yong State patted the child's back strength was much greater than that of Wei Zipei. Strangely, the child stopped snoring, burped loudly, tilted his head back curiously, and stopped crying.

Zhao Zheng did not let the child's head rise too much. He quickly held the child's soft neck with one hand and sent her back to his mother.

"Is this my brother or my sister?" he asked casually.

Wei Zipei took the child awkwardly, only to realize that he was asking about younger siblings, not boys or girls.

He asked from the perspective of Zhao Qian and his relatives.

Although Wei Zipei didn't want to be related to him at all, she still replied: "It's my sister."

"younger sister!"

A loud voice came from the narrow door, and Zhao Qian, a little boy over two years old, ran over with vigorous steps.

(End of this chapter)