Not only did she get one hundred momos from the princess’ little wife, she kicked her ass a hundred times.

Mu Huaiqian felt that his life was really declining today.

After being punished, Mu Huaiqian got his wish and lie down on the bed. Thinking of the princess and daughter-in-law just laughing and chanting, while kicking herself happily. Mu Huaiqian couldn't help but stretch out her hand to twist her nose, and her eyes were filled with indulgent smile: "You, why are you always so naughty? If the baby is the same as you, I will have a headache."

"What's the headache about this? The child is naughty and disobedient. Just beat and scold and discipline him." Ji Zishan sneered at Mu Huaiqian's worries and sorrows, "Don't worry, I won't stop you from being a strict father."

Mu Huaiqian was almost angry and laughed: "This is our heart-to-heart treasure, you really want to..." Stretching his slender and powerful arms, and holding his little wife who was gradually plump and round in his arms. Mu Huaiqian tried to tighten his handsome face, "Besides, you were so naughty when you were a child. Did the Queen Mother and His Majesty touch your finger?"

Ji Zishan pouted and resented: "I touched it, my hands and feather duster are so ripe."

"...Really?" Mu Huaiqian expressed his doubts.

Ji Zishan nodded and responded: "Of course it's true. Liu Quanshun knows the inside story best..." While talking to Mu Huaiqian, Ji Zishan picked up the book on the bedside and stuffed it into Mu Huaiqian's hands casually. "Stop talking nonsense, now is your baby's time to listen to it, read it quickly."

Mu Huaiqian, who took the book, smacked his lips gently, and his expression on his face was very helpless: "I said, fan, is it a bit too early for our children to enlighten me?"

Whose child who has just started to enlighten the baby?

It's okay to have fun, right?

"What are you talking about? Just read it, just read it. I have a reason." Ji Zishan pinched Mu Huaiqian's chest and urged him to start quickly.

Mu Huaiqian was pinched and said repeatedly: "Okay, okay, I read, I read..." Anyway, the night is long, and there is no other nightlife to entertain, so I can use the time to spend my studies. However, Mu Huaiqian flipped through the books in his hand and frowned slightly, "Fan, let's change to another book."

Ji Zishan leaned on Mu Huaiqian's strong chest, and her tone was lazy: "Is the poetry collection not good? Why should I change it?"

Mu Huaiqian explained in a gentle voice: "You are not unaware of it. I am not interested in poetry, songs and essays. It is easy to get sleepy if you read these things..." Every time he recites poetry, the princess and little wife fell asleep before she could hear it, but he yawned one after another. The feeling of enduring sleepiness and reciting hymns is really good.

Ji Zishan sighed helplessly: "So, you miss the art of war again, right?"

"I can keep my spirits alive when I read the book of military strategy. It will be no problem for you to read it overnight." Speaking of the types of books I am interested in, Mu Huaiqian is really harmonious in body and mind. However, given the lack of interest in the princess's young wife, she changed her words and suggested, "Why can I change my martial arts secrets today?"

Ji Zishan rolled her eyes at the top of the tent: "Come on, you, I don't have insomnia, so you don't need to read the secrets of military tactics to help me hypnotize. Well, forget it, I won't listen to books today. Go and bring the box I packed with, I'd better read the painting."

Upon hearing this, Mu Huaiqian was silent deeply: "Why have you always looked at your own portrait recently?"

"Because I am beautiful." Ji Zishan kicked Mu Huaiqian and urged him, "Go and get it quickly, otherwise you have to recite poems for me."

Mu Huaiqian didn't understand the mystery, but this did not prevent him from getting up and getting out of bed and moving the gold-painted box that stored the scrolls to the bed. All the scrolls in the box were portraits of Ji Zishan, most of which were from the wonderful paintings of His Majesty Ji Ziqing, and a small part was the masterpieces of Yuanbao's Little Prince.

This painting box is one of Ji Zishan’s favorite dowry.

Full of happy memories.

If it weren't for the sake of pleasing to yourself, Ji Zishan would not be willing to turn it out and watch it every few days: "You are like, you can't even write a decent love poem. Let's ask you to recite other people's masterpieces, and you always want to doze off..." Ji Zishan muttered to the man beside her, and slowly spread a scroll in her hand, "And this painting, alas... I can't say that you can paint me." Fortunately, she has two brothers who are good at painting.

Mu Huaiqian touched the tip of his nose awkwardly, coughed lightly, "I have specialized in my profession, I am really not good at those..."

"Then what are you good at?" Ji Zishan looked over with her eyes.

It was only after marriage that she realized that Mu Huaiqian was really 'useless'. Comrade Mu Huaiqian could do poetry and painting, piano and flute, comb one hand and hair, and paint the other hand and make up. Comrade Mu Huaiqian couldn't show any interesting stories about the boudoir between couples.

"I'm good at... and you every night." Mu Huaiqian said shamelessly. Of course he had the ability to show off.

Ji Zishan yelled twice: "You really have the attitude to say it."

Mu Huaiqian stood up straight without any modesty, and could be shameless in the embroidered tent: "I'm just telling the truth."

Ji Zishan looked proud Mu Huaiqian, and raised the scroll in her hand. In the spring, a beautiful girl about 11 or 12 years old was holding her net bag and playing with her butterfly: "Do I look good?" The appearance gene she inherited must not be wasted, and must be passed on to her next generation.

The beautiful girl in the painting is so charming, and Mu Huaiqian answered honestly: "It looks good."

Ji Zishan then went to see the next one with satisfaction. In order to give birth to a smart and beautiful baby, she not only listened to books and paintings, but also listened to various music with beautiful tunes. For this reason, His Majesty Ji Ziqing directly sent her a team of female musicians in the palace. On that day, Ji Zishan was enjoying the singing and dancing in the hall, and suddenly someone came to report to Jing and Princess Gao Yunyun to see her.

Gao Yunyun?

Ji Zishan lowered her eyes and thought for a while, but did not find an excuse to refuse: "Call her in."

The maid was lucky, and then left to pass the message. After a moment, the maid led the three into the hall. The woman walking in front was Gao Yunyun. She looked like she was almost thirty years old, and her figure was still as graceful as a girl. Today's clothes and jewelry were all fresh, and they were luxurious and dazzling. Behind her, there were two girls of different ages. The older one looked like she was twelve or thirteen years old, and the younger one was about seven or eight years old.

As far as Ji Zishan knows, Gao Yunyun only gave birth to two daughters after getting married, and it seems that they are these two little girls.

The sound of silk and bamboo orchestra in the hall was still ringing. Gao Yunyun and her daughter stopped and greeted Ji Zishan who was tilted on the Arhat's bed. Ji Zishan smiled and waved her hand: "No gift, sit down." Speaking of which, she really had no friendship with this cousin, and I don't know what she would do when she came to the door today.

After Gao Yunyun fell down, she demeanorfully took a seat: "Princess, these two are little girls, the older one is Rongrong, and the younger one is Lianlian." She pointed to the two little girls beside her and introduced to Ji Zishan, who was sitting on the head with a smile, "In terms of relatives, they want to call the princess to call her aunt. They have grown up so old that they have never met the princess. Today, they visited her and brought her together. I hope the princess will not blame her."

"Rongrong, Lianlian, why don't you give the princess a good greeting." Gao Yunyun handed a look at her two daughters.

Seeing this, Ji Zishan curled her lips slightly and waved her hand to Guixiang beside her. Guixiang understood and turned around to go to the next door to prepare for the meeting.

"Okay, don't be too polite to you two, just sit down." Ji Zishan had a bad impression of Gao Yunyun. Even though she knew that the disaster would not be the same as a daughter, Ji Zishan really couldn't show off her image as a kind aunt. She was reincarnated to her. For those who like to be close to her, she could love them proactively, and for those who don't have a good impression of her, she had no need to pretend to be passionate.

Seeing Ji Zishan's face light and there was no polite words of praise, the sisters Rongrong and Lianlian were obviously a little unhappy. One secretly flattened his mouth, while the other looked at his mother with aggrieved face.

Although Gao Yunyun was unhappy about Ji Zishan's coldness and alienation, she still forced herself to smile.

There is no way. Although she possesses the title of princess, she is faintly rejected by the real circle of noble ladies in the capital. She will come to get close to Ji Zishan, and she also attempts to use the relationship between the two to integrate into the circle of noble ladies of the top wealthy families again. Before Ji Zishan got married, she has been living in the deep palace for a long time. She naturally has not had many opportunities to get close to her close friends. Now, after she gets married, she will certainly not miss this opportunity. After all, if she can have a good relationship with Ji Zishan, the benefits will naturally be self-evident.

Ji Zishan plucked her wrist bracelet leisurely and said to Gao Yunyun, who tried her best to show her friendly and funny feelings: "I'm sorry, Grandma Han San is thinking about this princess, I'll get your feelings."

When he heard Ji Zishan call her grandmother Han San, Gao Yunyun couldn't help but froze and pulled the veil in her hand tightly. She and Gao Miaomiao are the sisters of the same mother. Every time Ji Zishan sees Gao Miaomiao, she is the elder sister. When she comes to her, she is called her status in her husband's family, which is very obvious.

At this time, Guixiang walked out with the prepared meeting gift. Ji Zishan smiled and said, "Rongrong and Lianlian are here for the first time. I can't tell them to go back empty-handed. Let's ask them to take a look at the meeting gift and ask them to keep it and play with it."

Gao Yunyun intends to stick to Ji Zishan, but now she dares not be ignorant. She quickly smiles and says, "It's a waste of money for the princess."

After distributing the meeting gifts to the sisters Rongrong and Lianlian, Ji Zishan yawned lazily: "I am a little tired. I want to go back to the dormitory to take a break, so I won't leave you to sit for more."

The bench under her was just hot, and the owner was serving tea to see him off. Gao Yunyun felt very aggrieved. However, she could only grit her teeth and smile, get up and say goodbye: "Then I won't disturb the princess." The princess's mansion did not have long legs and could run away by herself. She would come back when she had free time in the future.

Ji Zishan said, "Guixiang, I'll see you off for this princess." She was not in the mood to talk about family matters with Gao Yunyun.
Chapter completed!