Zhai Huan sighed and touched her big niece's short hair tied with her hands.

When this child was born, his hair was lush and not as good as a newborn. He had only grown short until now, and he looked like a heroic little boy. He said with no regrets: "It would be great if it was a man..."

If it is a man, there will be no criticism if he directly appointed the crown prince.

Zhai Le poked his daughter's soft cheeks: "If she were a man, she might be able to practice and protect her wife and Da Ya..."

It is still too dangerous for women and children who do not have the ability to protect themselves. Zhai Le likes to go to the battlefield, and the generals who like to go to the battlefield are not long. He doesn't know if he can live until his daughter grows up.

Then, he was slapped by his brother: "This is the second time you have become a father. You still don't understand that the child's cheeks cannot move? Erya loves drooling more than Daya, and it must be your disaster."

Zhai Le pouted in grievance and touched the back of his hand.

Seeing that my brother looked at his fat daughter and mistakenly thought that the other party wanted to hug the child again, he offered his daughter out shamelessly.

But Zhai Huan had no intention of taking it.

He just said, "Ale, are you really not planning to take a concubine?"

Zhai Le whispered: "Do not do to others what you do not want others to do to you. Moreover, when he married his wife and borrowed the power of her parents' family, he promised her a pair of people. How can he ruin his promise for the sake of women now?"

Zhai Huan said: "In this way, there is nothing we can do."

Zhai Le thought he had completely given up the idea of ​​establishing himself.

"This is the fate of heaven, I am really not that material."

Zhai Huan fiddled with the little niece's little hand and suddenly said, "The big girl has no root bones, but Erya's root bones are unexpectedly good. Her meridians are empty and she is a good seedling for cultivation..."

Zhai Le lowered his eyebrows and said, "No matter how talented he is, but..."

Looking at his daughter's pure eyes, he couldn't say anything hurtful, even if she didn't understand anything.

"Previously, I gave Erya a divination for my brother."

Zhai Le smiled and said, "How do you say the hexagram?"

Zhai Huan looked up at his younger brother, word by word, gentle and firm: "A tiger father has no dog daughter, she can take over your mantle."

Zhai Le was stunned when he heard this: "Inherit my mantle?"

Zhai Huan's words shocked him: "Wenxin scholars can get the national seal, and any grade of Wenxin can be upgraded to the first grade. Although this grade is useless. A brave warrior can also get the way of princes after getting the national seal... What about ordinary people? What about women with roots? I read countless records of previous dynasties for my brother, but no one has tried it, but there should always be an answer to this question..."

The two brothers looked at the baby girl who was confused.

At this time, the eunuch beside Zhai Huan whispered to remind the two brothers that it was getting late and Zhai Huan should return to the inner court.

Zhai Le looked at him and said calmly: "The inner court has some of their ears and ears. If they don't want to alert the snake, they won't remove it. If the soldiers can be dealt with without blood, I don't want to splatter the royal court again. This time I saw you, I asked my brother and sister for help and ran out secretly."

Zhai Le was anxious: "Brother!"

Zhai Huan waved his hand: "As long as they are not terminally ill, they dare not make big moves. After all, I really can kill them."

Even if he doesn't want to get to this point.

He asked Zhai Le to stay in the capital for a while and not go anywhere. He gave a few simple instructions and disguised himself again and returned quietly.

Zhai Le was holding his daughter in a daze.

The panic and anxiety that were barely suppressed came to my mind again.

At some point, the lady came to him, put on her shirt, and whispered: "Uncle, he has vomited blood before."

Zhai Le trembled suddenly: "Hitting blood?"

Mrs. Zhao said: "I vaguely saw a pot of blood."

Thinking about her husband’s relationship with her child’s uncle, she was not easy to say something, and the king was afraid that he would not be able to survive this month.
Chapter completed!