bullyxtreme Chapter 338 The drama of father and son turning against each other
Chapter 338 The drama of father and son turning against each other
Zhuo Lingchu pressed Mu Yun back to his chest with gentle force. He kept moving his fingers softly and softly. He spoke in an extremely soft voice, for fear that if he spoke louder, he would disturb the baby in his arms.
"I came back an hour ago. Forsythia said that you had just fallen asleep, so I didn't disturb you and went to see my mother and concubine first."
Knowing that Mu Yun still had to keep up the energy to ask him about his mother-in-law, Zhuo Lingchu didn't want her to work so hard, so she said softly: "It's okay. I escaped from that devil's cave and just recuperated. Jun'er worked hard today, hurry up." Go to sleep, be good.”
Mu Yun was already sleepy, and the people around her were as gentle as water, so she quickly fell asleep again...
When Zhuo Lingchu left Beijing this time, he used the excuse of streamlining the army and rearranging troops and defenses. Since the Xichang border has become more stable, the troops deployed at the border do not need to be as strict as before to defend the border. Reducing the number of soldiers will be extremely beneficial to the country and the people. It was a matter of military affairs. Even Emperor Rui could not stop Zhuo Lingchu from leaving the capital with a large number of troops, and the courtiers did not dare to say anything.
How can they stop what His Highness the Crown Prince wants to do? Although the courtiers knew that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince had great power and great achievements, and although their respective princes' factions were quite critical of Zhuo Lingchu's casual trip to the capital, in the face of the interests of the family and the country, if they said any nonsense, they might become the target of public criticism.
This time Zhuo Lingchu returned to Beijing, he did not show up in Xijing. People who paid attention to him in Xijing thought that he was not in the capital. Therefore, Zhuo Lingchu could stay in his villa for a while, as long as no one discovered his presence. Just trace.
Zhuo Lingchu told Mu Yun that this time he secretly investigated Qingyang City and confirmed that Zhuo Taining was raising private soldiers. After hearing the news, Zhuo Lingchu felt relieved.
This was great, he could sit on the mountain and watch the fight between tigers and wait quietly for how his eldest brother Zhuo Taining and his father, Emperor Rui, would stage a tragic and fierce drama of father and son turning against each other.
In a battle between an emperor and a prince, it is impossible for one side to remain unscathed while the other side is completely defeated. Both of them will definitely end up losing in the end.
However, he couldn't wait too long, he wanted to facilitate a head-on battle between the two before Jun'er gave birth.
Facing Mu Yun's thirsty eyes, Zhuo Lingchu smiled and said to her, "Do you still remember Qian Yu?"
Mu Yun nodded, "It's actually the eighteenth day of the lunar month."
Zhuo Lingchu said: "With the instigation of his secret move, I believe Zhuo Taining will make a strong presence in front of Emperor Rui soon."
"Husband..." The end of Mu Yun's words rose up, as if with a hook, tickling Zhuo Lingchu's heart.
"Jun'er..." Zhuo Lingchu opened his arms for a hug.
Mu Yun raised her hand and pressed it against Zhuo Lingchu's chest.
"Husband, have you ever used your smart big head to plot against me?"
Zhuo Lingchu scratched his head in embarrassment and chuckled twice, "Does it count to plan that you fall in love with me?"
Mu Yun took the initiative to move forward, kissed Zhuo Lingchu's lips, and breathed out, "I am willing to take the bait of this plan."
The mandarin ducks were sleeping under the warm red gauze tent. Zhuo Lingchu wanted to tease Mu Yun again, but Mu Yun crossed her arms in front of her chest and stopped her seriously.
"Ahem," Mu Yun blushed with a cute little face, "Aunt Bai Hao reminded me that even if the fetus is stable now, you must be restrained in doing that."
Zhuo Lingchu stopped what he was doing to intimately touch her, and reluctantly put his hand back on Mu Yun's waist.
"Aunt Bai also said that when you reach the eighth month of pregnancy, you can't do it. Well, husband, please remember not to tease me again then."
"Eight months ago, we made a rule to do it once every half month. Do you remember it?"
Zhuo Ling's face turned pale at first, and he counted on his fingers.
"Jun'er is now over four months old. We just had sex a week ago. The next time will be five days later. If she reaches seven months..." Zhuo Ling stopped counting his fingers at the beginning, with a look of shock on his face, "Ah , only six or seven times!”
Mu Yun was amused by Zhuo Lingchu's pitiful appearance. She pursed her lips tightly and tried not to laugh out loud.
She shook Zhuo Lingchu's arm and said softly: "Husband, stand up."
Zhuo Lingchu couldn't bear to let go of the warm and fragrant jade in his arms, and said reluctantly: "Why, hold her well."
"Stand up!" Mu Yun spoke in a coquettish tone.
How dare Zhuo Lingchu not listen to Mu Yun's words, so he had no choice but to loosen his arms around Mu Yun's body, get out of bed and stand next to the bed, shake the wrinkles on his clothes, slightly raise his arms, "Yun Son, I stood up, you have to do..."
Zhuo Lingchu's reluctant expression turned into shock, and his eyes widened. The peerless God of War, who had always been calm and composed, had huge emotions surging in his eyes at this moment.
At this moment, Mu Yun was half-lying on her side, face to face with Zhuo Lingchu. She gently pulled her long black hair over her shoulders to one side of her neck. The soft silk tunic on her body slipped slightly along with her movements, revealing her. Her smooth and jade-like shoulders, following the graceful curvature of the jade shoulders, is her fair and slim neck, like a cricket grub. She leaned forward, threw her white and slender calves behind her, raised her soft hands, and gently untied the belt of Zhuo Lingchu's pants...
"Jun'er, no need..."
"Husband, no matter how old I am, I can still make you happy..."
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It was another spring night. On the second day, Mu Yun thought that she had not been to the bookstore for several days, so she thought of going to Dongshi today to see if the business situation of the bookstore was developing as she expected.
Zhuo Lingchu suddenly had a whim and wanted to experience the feeling of a commoner couple with Mu Yun. Today was the Xiayuan Festival, which was a festival celebrated grandly by the people of Xijing. It had different characteristics from Dashuo to Beijing.
There are three officials in Taoism, namely the Heavenly Official, the Earth Official, and the Shuiguan. They are called the Heavenly Official to grant blessings, the Earth Official to forgive sins, and the Shuiguan to relieve misfortune. October 15th is the day when Shuiguan resolves the calamity and Emperor Yanggu resolves the calamity, which is also the Xia Yuan Day.
On the Xiayuan Festival, there is no curfew in Xijing. Men, women, old and young all over the capital, all dressed up in gorgeous clothes, wearing special masks and holding lanterns, walk through the streets and alleys all night long, conveying their prayers to Lord Shuiguan, hoping to ward off disasters and ward off evil spirits. . Various Taoist temples will also set up rituals and rituals in temples to pray for good weather and abundant harvests in the coming year.
Zhuo Lingchu dug out his treasure from the bottom of the box - a black mask.
As soon as Zhuo Lingchu put the mask on his face, Mu Yun fell into memories.
"Oh, I remember back then, when you called yourself 'Er Yi' and pretended to be a secret guard to deceive me. Day by day, I was really yours." Although Mu Yun spoke in a teasing tone, her eyes were fixed on Zhuo Lingchu. On his face, he refused to move away.
why? Because he is so handsome!